Fantasy Westward Journey
17 This is a bit fake

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The smug look on the Godwood Tree's face did not speak anymore. However, the text he had just sent was still lingering above his head. It was about the 1500 damage he had dealt with the talisman spell.

The damage dealt by a player whom they thought was awesome was instantly destroyed by the other party.

The magic explosion damage that the other party dealt to a monster was already equivalent to the total damage of several of his attacks. The key was that the other party had killed five monsters four times, and each time, he had dealt 7000 damage. Was this guy still human? How could he be so violent?

This slap to the face made the Godwood Forest feel a burning pain on its face.

The strong sense of vanity and the pleasure of being pursued instantly turned into disbelief and deep despair.

"I thought I was mistaken too. This is a little fake. Could this demon king be a God Hao?”

"Is Brother God-Tycoon here? Can I take a look at your necklace?”

These people became cautious when they spoke, but at the same time, they felt an unprecedented excitement.

This was like chasing after a star. It felt like he was on the same plane as a celebrity and wanted to post it on his Moments to show off.

He had five damage figures. Even if he used the spell explosion effect, it would only be around 4800.

However, Kong Zhiwei's damage figures were all calculated with numbers starting with 7. The difference was so f * cking huge that he instantly lost balance in his heart.

It was not without reason that people would die if they compared themselves to others.

However, their family had previously bought an 85-square-meter house. The savings that they had saved for many years were all spent at once. They still owed the bank more than 1.3 million yuan, and the monthly mortgage was more than 6000 yuan.

In addition, Kong Zhiwei was going to take the college entrance examination next semester, and he still had to prepare money for his college entrance examination. With his current tuition fees, living expenses, and so on, their family actually could not save money every month.

This did not include the nearly 100,000 yuan that their family had borrowed from their relatives.

In this city where the housing price was more than 20,000 per square meter, Kong Zhiwei's parents had to scrimp and save to buy such a house. The burden of the mortgage had already weighed heavily on their family.

If he told them, his parents would definitely think that he had done something wrong and would ask him about it.

They would even call the police.

Although their family was poor and their lives were very tense, Kong Zhiwei could feel his parents 'hopes for the future.

He didn't want to break this peace.

If he really wanted to tell them, he would have to wait until he had his own career. Then, he would slowly take it out and change his life.

And if the money was recovered, it would not implicate his parents.

After dinner, Kong Zhiwei volunteered to help his mother wash the dishes. Zeng Xiuying found it strange.

The characters in the game were still in an automatic state, but they had already reached the Flowerfruit Mountain. They were NPCs that could kill Heavenly Soldiers, Erlang Shen, and Hui 'an Walker.

The main monster of this stage would defend and would be summoned continuously. If he was not killed, he would be summoned endlessly. It was very annoying.

Kong Zhiwei took out the Painting Soul Baby and automatically canceled it.

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