I Was Reborn With All Max-Leveled Classes of Mage, Warrior, Rogue, and Healer!

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Alice, who was in the room, could no longer be shy. She quickly typed in the chat: God McRae! I love you! I am your most loyal fan!

Alice, who had finished editing the message, blushed and clicked send.

Back to McRae

He opened the backstage of the chat group and casually flipped through the personal information of the chat group members. He said in surprise,

"I can't believe they're here too."

McRae looked at the names of a few familiar faces and rubbed her nose thoughtfully. "These people can be watched to see what their motives are," he said to Jack.

Jack instantly straightened his back and replied seriously with a serious expression, "Okay, I understand."

Then, he recorded their names into a document called "Suspicious People".

Jack looked at the group of people who were getting more and more excited. He looked at McRae and asked in confusion, "Yeah, when exactly are you planning to build a guild?"

McRae shook his head and said calmly, "Don't worry, I'll make the arrangements."

After saying that, McRae made an announcement at the backstage of the chat group:

3pm. Gonna be in Gonas City Teleportation Portal. Gather!

After McRae posted this message, the chat group, which was already very active, became excited again.

However, McRae ignored the chat group and turned off his computer.

This made Jack, who was at the side, confused. He asked curiously, "Why did you ask them to gather?"

"Moreover, only players above level 10 can go to the Dungeon!"

"Also! You need two silver coins to teleport to Gonas City! The game coins are so valuable now, are you going to reimburse them?"

"Why did you turn off the computer?"

McRae shook his head, yawned, and said lazily:

"Go fight monsters."

"What? But…"

"I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep."

After answering the question, McRae couldn't care less about Jack's roar behind him. He lay down on the bed, covered his head with the blanket, and fell into a deep sleep.

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At 12, noon.

In a spacious conference room in Nanming City.

A handsome middle-aged man was tapping the wooden conference table rhythmically with his right hand. After taking a look at the time, he switched on the video call beside him.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

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A few virtual lights were projected in front of the man.

Not long after, a few more people joined the video conference.

The man put down the cigar in his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Since everyone is here, let's begin."

However, no one spoke. The atmosphere was heavy.

The man sneered and cursed in his heart.

Useless trash, when I finish off this McRae, none of you will escape!

The man pretended to be angry and said, "Then let me be direct. I feel that the division of power that we had previously made needs to be re-established. All of us should give out a bit of our space to this McRae who came out of nowhere. If you can accept it, then our Fire Group's Guild of Fire can also accept it."

Once the man said that, the people in the virtual images could no longer sit still and immediately replied.

On the screen in front of the man, the boss of the Red Mountain Group, Swag, said, "George, you don't have to agitate us. We have already planned out ownership of the map resources around the Dungeons. This McRae is not worthy."

Swag slammed his conference table angrily.

Bang!

A dull sound echoed in the quiet meeting room.

The leaders of the other forces agreed.

"That's right! We can't let McRae steal our territory!"

"He's just a brat! If he doesn't know the rules, we'll teach it to him!"

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George thought scornfully to himself: A bunch of brainless nouveau riches.

However, he wouldn't say what he was thinking. He quickly said, "Everyone should understand the situation, so I won't say anything else."

"This McRae is gathering at Gonas City at three in the afternoon. Tell me, how many people did you send into his chat group?"

"Our Fire Group has two people above level-10."

Everyone saw that George was the first to speak. He confessed to the spies that he had planted.

Swag said in a muffled voice, "There are quite a few people I put in the chat group, but none of them are above level-10."

The person beside him smiled sinisterly and said, "What a waste. Our Lin Hai Group has one."

Swag immediately stood up and said angrily, "Reagan! Don't go overboard!"

Swag wanted to say something else, but in the next moment, his projection disconnected.

George played with the remote control in his hand and said coldly, "Those who didn't sneak in any level ten or above spies into the McRae chat group. Leave the meeting. Don't let me make you leave."

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

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The figures snorted at George, disconnected, and exited the video conference.

George nodded with satisfaction and said, "Continue."

The meeting continued, and the remaining two corporations reported the number of people they had planted above level ten.

There were a total of six players out of the four companies!

Currently, there were only ten players above level-10 in McRae's chat group, including these six!

This situation caused George and the others to reveal satisfied smiles.

George thought for a moment and said slowly, "In that case, let's see how McRae deals with this."

"As far as I know, to establish a guild, you need to hand over a Silver-grade item to the main city's Guild Alliance NPC. And the sword in his hand is the only Silver-grade item in the entire Divine Realm."

Reagan of Lin Hai Group stroked his mustache and said thoughtfully, "President Qiao, what exactly do you intend?"

George picked up his cigar and took a big puff. He made a throat-slitting gesture with his right hand and said coldly:

"Snatch it."

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