Looking into Wang Xie's ghostly, cold gaze, even through a screen, Hao Mie still felt a chill from the depths of his heart.
It was the helplessness and cold reality of facing an absolutely formidable enemy.
In an instant, a thought burst into his mind: It's over—I'm going to die!
A series of complex emotions, like regret, despair, and annoyance, flashed through his heart, but there was not a hint of fear.
The past of his youth flashed before his eyes like a carousel.
Hao Mie was not a typical gamer. In fact, before Old Soil, he hardly touched online games, except for occasionally playing small games on his phone like connect-the-dots, matching games, or poker. He wasn't much interested in games.
Most of his spare time was spent in the boxing gym.
Perhaps it was the impulse stirred by the martial arts films he watched as a child, or perhaps it was the influence of the youthful fighting spirit of daring courage, but from a young age, Hao Mie was fascinated by combat.
