
Why Are All My Players Liver Emperors?
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Rorschach, who came to another world and became a half-elf, found that he had not endured the hard work for 70 years. It was clear that his kake was a [dream manifestation] that could transform false things into real things, but he relied on the kake to come up with a false panel for himself, and relied on this proficiency panel to survive crisis after crisis. Fortunately, he finally found out What is his golden finger? And he relied on it to develop a system that made other worlds go crazy. [Royal Ghost Summoning System] It can pull players from the earth to other worlds and let them work for them - ahem, playing a virtual game that can become a second life. From then on, the natives no longer have a few peaceful days. "I practice." After ten years of swordsmanship, those guys actually defeated me in just a few months. Do I really have no talent for swordsmanship? ""What do you mean? My teacher has studied the magic for two hundred years, and they learned it in a blink of an eye. Three days later, even my teacher praised them for their superb skills!" "Hell, what are you talking about? Aren't they the kind of undead people who come up to people and ask if there's any work for them?" "Yes, have you met them too?" "Damn it, I was lying in the coffin fine, and they dug me out and said they wanted to sunbathe me!" Rorschach could only spread his hands. "I don't care about this game at all. It doesn't matter what I do. They want it for themselves. Did I force them to do it?" As for the suffering of the NPC? That's none of his business, he's still a child
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