There is One New Rule Every Month Globally

The next second—

The white portal slowly emerged again.

And the hook on the stand drilled up again, shooting towards the white portal like an anchor at the end of the rope.

"Ding, you have activated the Gold Miner occupational effect, your hook has started randomly selecting targets in the universe, please wait patiently."

"Hook return countdown—00:04:59"

"This time, give me something good."

Chen Yi muttered a prayer under his breath, then turned to the title he received when he got the "Faceless One" profession, "God!"

He really wished he had "Fortune as Vast as the Eastern Sea," that S-level Prop.

If his Luck Value could be maxed out, then every time he activated the Gold Miner occupational effect, the hook would bring back an S-level Prop for him—how fucking awesome that would be!

It's just too bad.

By the time he had a chance to get the "Fortune as Vast as the Eastern Sea" S-level Prop, who knows if he would still have the chance to randomly get the "Gold Miner" profession.

And what Chen Yi didn't know was.

In the past few minutes, several incidents had occurred in different corners of the upgrading game because of him.

...

"Finally!"

A player wiped the sweat from his forehead, his legs trembling uncontrollably as he looked at the last small monster in front of him, struggling to lift his weapon.

This was an A-level endless map.

So exhausting.

He needed to kill all 9,999 monsters on this map to leave it.

Even though there was no boss, the sheer number of small monsters was enough to bury anyone.

After killing day and night, he had only taken down 9,998 monsters, and this one in front of him was the last.

As long as he killed this last monster, he could finally leave this map.

When he got back, he was definitely going to sleep well.

But at that moment—

A white portal suddenly appeared out of place in the middle of the map, and just as he thought he had triggered some accidental plot, a hook connected to the end of a rope shot out of the white portal, targeting the last small monster on the map.

He didn't even have time to react.

The last monster was snatched away, grabbed... taken.

Standing in place with a dumbfounded expression for a long time, his face paled and his lips began to uncontrollably tremble.

Fuck your mother.

Fuck your grandmother.

Fuck your fucking mother!!!

I've been killing for a whole day and night without even blinking, and just as I was about to succeed, the last monster disappears? Where the hell is my monster? FUCK!!! Where is my monster?!!

If he didn't kill all the monsters on this map, he couldn't leave it.

But now the monster was gone.

How the fuck was he supposed to leave?!!

After ten minutes had passed, once he was certain that he really couldn't leave, and that the small monster wasn't coming back...

The player completely lost his composure, his expression savage as he looked up and roared with a heartrending scream.

"Customer service!!!"

"Ding, we have connected you to a human customer service agent. There are 2,392 players in queue ahead of you, with an estimated wait time of 37 hours. Please wait patiently."

"Motherfucker￥...￥%...￥&&*...&!!"

...

"Whew!"

In a deserted desert, a middle-aged man with somewhat blurry vision struggled to move forward in the night, knowing that he had to quickly get past this desert, or he might never make it out!

He hadn't had water for a day.

His mouth felt parched and his tongue felt dry, but thankfully the map showed that just half a day's more travel would get him through this desert.

I mustn't give up, keep going.

In the haze of his mind, he glanced at the tattoo on his arm.

never give up!

His stomach started making growling noises again; he hadn't eaten anything for two days, and he felt weak, dizzy, and light-headed from hunger, but luckily he was about to leave the desert, and that would be his salvation.

He sat down cross-legged on a patch of sand, trembling.

He took out an Air Food Prop from his backpack, ready to put it into his mouth. This little thing had saved him over the past few days; although it couldn't really fill his stomach, at least it gave him a sense of fullness, allowing him to hold on until now.

But the next second—

"Whoosh!"

A white portal suddenly appeared before him.

"Hm?"

The man paused, then a flash of joy crossed his eyes. Could it be that the hardships of the past few days had triggered a title reward or a special event?

But then,

he saw a hook tied to a rope shoot out from the white teleportation portal, aiming directly at the Air Food Prop in his hand.

Immediately after.

The man looked bewilderedly at his now empty hands and the slowly dissipating white teleportation portal before him.

After being befuddled for quite some time,

he couldn't help but jump up and point at the sky, cursing loudly, "Are you fucking insane? You're robbing me for an E-rank Air Food Prop?"

"Are you out of your mind?"

"That's covered in my saliva, aren't you fucking disgusted?!!!!"

Although he had no idea what had just happened, he could pretty clearly deduce that someone had stolen his Air Food Prop.

After cursing nonstop for a full five minutes,

he finally calmed down a bit.

Sitting cross-legged on the sandy ground, he took out another Air Food Prop from his bosom and murmured, "Luckily I'm known as Liu Sanshou; I never prepare just one hand. Thank goodness I have another Air Food Prop."

"Even if I'm down to one, it's still enough; after all, I'll be out of the desert in half a day."

Just as he was preparing to soothe his emotions and enjoy his dinner,

"Whoosh!"

That familiar white teleportation portal appeared once again.

The man's face changed dramatically, and almost instantaneously, with lightning-fast reflexes, he stuffed the Air Food Prop back into his backpack and then heaved a slight sigh of relief. But before he could fully exhale,

he saw the hook slash through the void and head straight for his backpack panel.

It bypassed his precious A-rank Props, B-rank Props, and all other one-use consumables, aiming directly for the Air Food Prop.

Hooked.

Gone.

All of it flowed as smoothly as drifting clouds and flowing water.

"..."

As the white teleportation portal dissipated once again, the man stood expressionlessly in place, silently staring at his backpack panel, speechless. He truly hadn't expected that thing could reach directly into his virtual backpack.

Impressive.

Truly impressive.

This was a dimensional strike, wasn't it?

At least he was unaware of what level of Prop was needed to directly invade another player's backpack.

You use such an impressive Prop, just to rob him of an E-rank Air Food Prop?

He looked at the untouched A-rank Props in his backpack and fell silent, uttering in a resentful tone after a while,

"You're quite a decent person, aren't you."

"Quite principled as a thief, you steal exactly what you say you will, without grabbing anything extra, right?"

Meanwhile, he made a decision deep down.

It seemed that leveling up in this game was more complicated than he had thought; preparing two hands wasn't enough—he should be prepared with three hands from now on, he would have to change his name to Liu Sanshou.

...

"Hiss!!!" Experience tales with My Virtual Library Empire

In the depths of the universe, on a piece of Starfield Continent, a gigantic insect-like creature was hissing in anger!

This massive insect looked to be at least 4 meters in length.

Its body was milk-white.

Its snow-white belly was covered with eggs, resembling the eggs of a river snail, only larger in size and brownish-yellow rather than red.

The densely clustered eggs looked somewhat unnerving.

If taken out individually, they would resemble inconspicuous stones by the roadside.

And at this moment—

In what should have been a neat array of eggs, there now were two conspicuous gaps, as if two of the eggs had been forcibly removed.

And this,

this was the reason for the massive tentacled insect's angry hiss.

Her children had been taken.

She could sense that her offspring's presence was now far away from her. War had to be waged—to take back her son and kill those lowlifes who dared covet her children!!!

...

ps: This chapter is 9k words, counting for tonight's update.

I have some matters to attend to this afternoon, and I'm not sure if I can return by evening, so I'm uploading this early. If I'm back early tonight, there will be another update.

If I return late, there won't be any more updates tonight, and this chapter will be tonight's update.

No separate notice will be posted.

Mistakes will be edited post-upload.

Also, special thanks to the boss "Little Ran, Happy Every Day" for another generous tip of 1500 Starting Point coins. Thank you; your repeated support brings immense validation and boosts my morale.

Thanks again, and I hope the boss is happy every day.