The player Zhou Xuan was invited to participate in the third closed beta test of "Donghuang Realm", but something went wrong and he traveled directly to Donghuang Realm.
Zhou Xuan, who didn't know all this, boasted that he could read files, and with the aura of a reckless man who was not afraid of anything, he soared up and killed all over the world.
Until one day…
"No, where is my escape key?"
Bring your own game board and travel to a world of plausibility.
But the game I play is a text hang-up game! What happened to this monster that came from its mouth?
Fortunately, on-hook games also have their own advantages. Everything is based on data, which affects the real world. Although it is nonsense, it is really delicious!
The humble author opens a new book, please support!
[Please remember not to talk to them]
[Please remember not to touch them]
[Most importantly, please remember not to fall in love]
Shiraishi Ze Hide looked at the girls outside the cat's eye and scratched his head
Opened the door of the apartment with a bright smile
"Welcome home."
In this world of swords and sorcery, steam gears and alchemy coexist. The noble and elegant elves teach the court swordsmanship, the dwarves who like ale are sweating and forging the sword embryo, and the evil dragon in Dragon Nest roars: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" The collision of dwarf and goblin technology, the orcs of the polar plains confront the human "Night Watch", always ready to invade coastal towns and tribes of Naga warriors. The conflict of beliefs and the iron-blooded war songs of races have nothing to do with the protagonist. Cordo Feifan, who was reborn here, said: "I want everyone in this world to have insurance, I want to make this world full of kindness and love, and away from hunger, cold and poverty."
The alien continent spreads "truth, goodness and beauty", and great love knows no bounds.
The end will come, all things will collapse, and human civilization will disappear.
In the dormant cabin, Wutong listened to Eden’s songs and wondered what he was thinking.
As one of the few remaining fusion warriors of the Moth Chasing Fire, he can barely survive into the next era of civilization.
less.
“Prometheus?”
“I’m here.” replied with a little girlish electronic voice.
“time.”
“Everything goes to sleep and will start in a minute.”
Indus is relatively sensitive to time.
He reached out to turn off the music and entered the password.
Eden’s singing came to an abrupt end.
The most representative voice of nature in this old era has disappeared and will not be heard in the future.
Wutong found a comfortable position and closed his eyes.
“Good night, Prometheus.”
“Good night, Mr. Wutong.”
The dormant capsule slowly descends, the old world collapses, and a new world will eventually be born.
"Well, just make do with it..."
Feng Ling was reborn in an old body in the Ghost Continent. This old man was very powerful in his lifetime, but Feng Ling was in tears. Fortunately, he had the art of splitting himself into two bodies... It doesn't matter if he is old or sarcastic!
"Ningshuang, wait for me! Yuqing, follow me!"
A white skirt fluttered in the distance as an elderly man kicked away the bruised and battered pretty boy and walked away calmly. A woman in green lingered to finish off the opponent, winking and saying, "Young man, don't look down on the elderly!"
PS: A general's success is built on the sacrifice of countless lives; in the end, everything seems like a dream. Immortals and demons, who is right and who is wrong? I have no intention of killing anyone, but the human heart is treacherous, even more sinister than demons and monsters. All living beings suffer, and it is up to me to save the world...
(Written in detail in the early stage, calmly farming; written briefly in the later stage, stirring up the storm)
Yo, Hi! I’m Frank, I made a deal with a demon to pay me some money for receiving a guest for a few days every week.
I had no idea about what I have done.
On May 1st, Conan ‘the God of Death’ came to my house. I was forced to let him in and we get involved in a criminal case.
On May 8th, Bruce Wayne ‘Batman’ came to me. I was forced to follow him to fight crime.
On May 16th, Hannibal Lecter, The Silence of the Lambs, came to my home. I can only say that I really can’t stand my guests.