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Zhang Minghua could not wait to get out of the car.

At this moment, the camp in front of the secret realm was packed with people. Most of them were social hunters in their 30s or 40s.

"Why are there so many people?"

After Lu Benwei and the others got out of the car, he explained to Zhang Minghua, "Because it's almost the new year. Everyone wants to get some benefits from the secret realm and go home to celebrate the New Year."

"So that's how it is."

At the same time, Lu Benwei's group also attracted a lot of attention. Zhang Minghua glanced around and noticed that many people were looking at him with ridicule. Some of them were even sneering.

His bad temper immediately came up and he was about to get angry when Lu Benwei stopped him. "The first rule of survival in the secret realm – don't get into disputes with others."

Zhang Minghua was very unconvinced. "But the way they looked at me was disdainful. I didn't provoke them, did I?"