The Shelter Game: Me, Starting with a Tenfold Drop Rate

"Killed by a player, and the real body will die too?" Reading the content of the system prompt, Irving frowned. He felt an inexplicable pressure, not out of sympathy for William.

When a player is killed by a beast, they may endure the pain of death, but reality remains unaffected. They can eat, sleep, and re-enter the game the next day.

But if a player is killed by another player in the Other world, it means they are truly dead… completely vanished!

At this moment, a thick smoke suddenly emerged from a cheap rental house for no apparent reason.

From the smoke wafted a smell akin to burnt meat. By the time the landlord broke in with others, there was nothing left but one charred body.

"He was lying indeed." Seeing the items dropped from William, Irving smiled indifferently.

The equipment collected from the bodies of the Gale Demon Wolves far exceeded the twelve that William initially claimed. There were twenty-five pieces!

However, all of them were of common grade, with the highest being five stars.

"See if there are any you need." Irving turned to Vicky.

Vicky, who had just come back to her senses, was startled. Having witnessed William being burned to death, she felt that the man in front of her was cold, even cruel…but she now realized that she was too naive.

"Thank you." As a support mage who had no combat power, Vicky hadn't even gotten a single piece of equipment till now even with a talent far surpassing other players.

She was in desperate need of equipment for self-protection. She quickly picked three light protective items and a common ★★★★★[Elemental Staff]from the dropped loot.

"She's not greedy." Irving thought to himself, nodding in satisfaction. Even if Vicky had taken a few more pieces, he wouldn't have said anything, as most of this equipment was of little use to him.

Half an hour later, the sky was bright.

As the sunlight bathed the earth, two human figures and a fluffy figure were cast long shadows on the mountain. They seemed to be searching for something.

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[Item Info: Black Iron Ore (a rare and valuable ore that can be used to manufacture or upgrade advanced equipment or weapons)]

[Item Info: Gold Sand Ore (this ore contains gold elements, but refinement is necessary...)]

This mine wasn't large, but it had many rare ores. Irving had searched for most of the day, sweat beading on his forehead. He sighed, then looked towards Vicky in the distance, "How about it?"

Vicky shook her head, "Nothing..." She was somewhat puzzled, "These ores are rare enough. I've never seen them before, and they can upgrade advanced equipment. Does it have to be that Obsidian?"

Irving gave a bitter smile in his heart but didn't explain.

To repair the[Severely Damaged Wand], Obsidian was necessary. He had hoped to find it in this mine, but to no avail...And now, the time for the first wave of disaster was approaching, with only a little over eight hours left.

"If the wand cannot be upgraded, Irving could only rely on the weak bonus of spiritual power currently available. He wouldn't have much confidence against the ferocious tide of exotic beasts.

If anything went wrong and the shelter was breached, it would be over!

"Let's look a little further." Irving said reluctantly. Just as he was about to give up, Little Black, who was not far away, seemed to have something in his mouth and came trotting over with a wagging tail.

In the midst of rummaging through the pile of ores, Irving only felt his trousers being tugged twice. He looked back with some confusion, and the next moment, when his gaze fell on the shiny black ore, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"This is... Obsidian!" Irving became excited when he read the item information.

[Obsidian]

[Description: An extremely rare mineral resource, with a small probability of appearing only in mines where Black Iron Ore exists.]

Woof! Little Black was sitting in front of Irving, wagging his tail non-stop and even howling a bit, as if he wanted to be praised for his achievement.

Irving stored the piece of Obsidian and patted Little Black's head, "I'll reward you properly when we get back. Where did you find it, can you find more?"

Upon receiving orders, Little Black got busy again.

A full hour later, Irving had three more pieces of Obsidian in his hands, making a total of four with the initial piece. By this time, Little Black was tired and was lying down panting heavily.

"It's enough for now. We should go back as time is running short. There are still many things that haven't been done yet." Thinking of this, Irving called Vicky over. Apart from the four pieces of [Obsidian], they had collected a total of [Black Iron Ores*35] and [Gold Sand Ores*89].

"These ores are of no use to me. You can have them all." Vicky said, she was already very grateful to Irving, not only had he saved her life, but he had also given her three protective equipment.

Irving nodded, and left with Little Black.

Watching the figures of the man and his pet fade in the distance, Vicky felt a little empty. Her feelings for this man had evolved from sympathy at first sight, to shock and disbelief. Now, there was a trace of admiration in her eyes.

Whether it was the formidable methods this man employed against the Gale Demon Wolf pack or the ruthless way he dealt with the scumbag William, Vicky knew he was right. Such a man was the only one who could survive in this game.

"Wait!"

Irving, who was rushing back to prepare for the first wave of disaster, suddenly heard a shout from behind. Turning around, Vicky was running towards him.

"What's up?" Irving asked with a frown.

Vicky's charming cheeks flushed. She caught her breath and said, "Can... Can I join you?" Her cheeks turned even redder.

"Follow me?" Irving asked, slightly taken aback.

However, he quickly realized that even though Vicky, standing in front of him, was a mage, she specialized in healing and support. In a game overrun with exotic beasts, she struggled to get by. Even with the three pieces of equipment she had just received, without any offensive skills, her chances of surviving the first wave of disaster were very small.

Before Irving could respond, Vicky, who seemed to have made up her mind, hurriedly explained without any regard for her dignity, "I can see you're different from the others! I can assist you. My awakened talents not only accelerate spirit recovery, but also provide healing if you're injured! Besides, I can help with tasks. Aren't you looking for those pieces of obsidian? I can help you find them.

Furthermore..."

Vicky racked her brain to prove her value. As she looked into Irving's deep, silent eyes, she couldn't help but lower her head, her heart pounding with anxiety.

The first wave of disaster would strike in six hours!

This man in front of her was her only chance of survival.

Moreover, after half a day of brief interaction, her feelings towards this man had evolved from admiration and awe to an indescribable affection.

"Is that okay?" Vicky asked, pursing her lips. She had decided that if she was rejected, she wouldn't say anything else and would simply return to the shelter to face her fate.

She was waiting for an answer...

"You'll have to hurry, then." Irving said indifferently.

Vicky, who had prepared herself for the worst, hesitated momentarily before becoming excited. They quickly headed towards the shelter, one leading, the other following.

[Detecting the presence of other players entering the shelter. Please confirm affiliation!]

[Reminder: Once the affiliation is confirmed, if the shelter is breached, the affiliated player will also be implicated and face severe backlash! (The default shelter for affiliated players will automatically be here)]

Irving glanced at the panting Vicky trailing behind him and couldn't help but smile: "Confirmed."

[Affiliation confirmed.]

The system notification sounded again.

" Okay, I have some other matters to attend to." Irving said quickly after entering the shelter. He then hurriedly logged out of the game.

Ding-Dong! Ding-Dong!...

When Irving returned to reality and looked at his phone, he was surprised to see many missed calls and text messages.

"Irving, I've collected some of the materials you asked for last night. But I haven't found the obsidian yet. I'm contacting other channels."

"Irving, the identities of those people in black who attacked the park last time have been confirmed. This matter is very tricky... I couldn't reach you on your phone. Please call me back as soon as you see this!"

"Bastard! My sister is pregnant? You dare not answer the phone. Are you even human. Can't you take responsibility?"

"Courier delivery notification."

"Banking alert: Your account ending with 0020 has recently received multiple large transfers, and your bank card has been temporarily frozen."