Bab 401: Chapter 321: "Who the Hell Is Farming the Void Clan as Mobs!!" (8k Word Mega Chapter)_3

"Phew!"

Accompanied by the shaking of his body as it quickly cooled down, Wang Qi let out a long breath, slowly climbed up from the ground in front of him, and pulled up his trousers, taking out a huge brush from his bosom.

On the ground, there was a hole about the size of an arm.

At that moment, some white liquid was still around the hole.

Wang Qi, with a satisfied and refreshed expression, pinched the brush in his hand and wrote a line of words flamboyantly around the hole.

"September 30th, Wang Qi was here."

"This place is the nest of the Pocket-Sized Clan, and this experience was simply perfect."

"Will visit again next time."

Only then did he step aside, and his figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

Below the ground lived a Race known as the Pocket-Sized Clan; true to their name, the players of this Race were extremely tiny, probably not even the size of his thumb, residing underground and constructing a world of their own.