"Who the hell stole my Spiritual Medicine!"
「At the Medicinal Field.」
Farmer's Three Punches looked at the messy Medicinal Field, his fists clenched in anger as he cursed.
"Doesn't anyone have any sense of public morality? You even steal crops in a game?"
"Life Players rely on these things to earn Contribution Points, and you still come here to steal Spiritual Medicine?"
"Is your family so poor? Lacked calcium as a child and love when you grew up?"
"Nothing better to do than to steal from us Life Players, huh? I dare you to let me find out who did this—I'll break your legs!"
Watching Farmer's Three Punches curse by the Medicinal Field, many players sighed inwardly.
Life had become increasingly hard for Life Players.
Just planting some Spiritual Medicine and it gets stolen—how were they supposed to keep going?
In such a good game, why do something so despicable as pilfering?
Looking at the devastated Medicinal Field, many Life Players were furious.
