[Double-wearing by girlfriends + stocking up in advance + house raiding and exile + space + system + farming and business + double purity]
Yun Ruoxi and Mu Ruxue were stunned by the bright red time travel warning on TV.
Fortunately, both of them had golden fingers and stockpiled hundreds of billions of modern materials to travel through time together.
This is what it means: with supplies in hand, there is no need to panic!
Isn't it just a matter of confiscating the property and exiling me? It's no big deal. There are mountains of delicious food in the space, so I don't have to worry about going hungry.
During their exile, others were complaining bitterly, but they were enjoying a good life in the space.
I found treasures on the road and used my space to collect them all. I collect the underground vaults of corrupt officials~~~
After finally arriving in Lingnan, they found out that they were so poor that they could only live in a cave. Yun Ruoxi and Mu Ruoxue were so miserable that they felt like crying.
But the only advantage is that it is close to the sea, so there is no shortage of seafood.
They looked at the dilapidated cave, looked up at the sky in silence, and silently cheered themselves up in their hearts.
"Isn't it just infrastructure? Start building it!!!"
Nameless Guest: "If you can bring the martial arts, inner strength, Taoism, magical powers, etc. you learned in the game into reality, would you play such a game?"
Gamer: "Of course I would, there is such a good thing?"
Nameless Guest: "Then if you die in the game, you will die in reality, will you still play such a game?"
Gamer: "Let me think about it - well, I should be able to play it, as long as I am careful not to provoke high-level monsters."
Nameless Guest: "Then if the difficulty of this game is so high that even a small monster at the entrance of a village can easily chop you down, will you still play it?"
Gamer: "..."
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Zhou You originally thought his life would be utterly ordinary.
An ordinary birth, an ordinary upbringing, ordinary studies… and then an utterly ordinary death from a terminal illness.
Until he came across an equally plain-looking black book.
From then on, “ordinary” stepped into the realm of the “extraordinary.”
The inescapable Building No. 4, the eerie old street, the Flesh Abomination singing the Ascension Opera, indescribable resurrected beings…
Each script is a profound nightmare, yet every nightmare is also a chance at survival…
The candlelight flares, illuminating a tiny temple. The grotesque descends, and the curtain of the story rises once more.
—So then, welcome to the Grotesque Game!