"Brother Qi, in less than twenty days, there are only 127 people left in the Simulation Field. We have created history!" Feng Zhong continuously switched between ranking data, looking excited. "I can't believe we accomplished this without personally participating."

"It was mainly Brother Qi's doing. We can only be considered as supporting roles," Wang San corrected seriously. At this moment, he still had three skull pendants hanging around his neck, but there was an additional necklace made of finger bones, making him look like a primitive shaman, both evil and enchanting.

"It's everyone's cooperation that made it possible. Without your collaboration, I wouldn't have been able to achieve this," Du Ge smiled and didn't take credit.

"Brother Qi is being modest. With your abilities, even without us, you would have reached this point, maybe just a bit slower. It's absolutely impossible to not achieve it. On the contrary, without you, who knows, we might still be hiding in some corner," Feng Zhong said. "The luckiest thing in my life is being caught by Brother Qi outside Luyang City."