My Roommate's Half-day Speed Pass on Black Myth
by White Moon
About This Novel
My roommate said that he cleared Black Myth in half a day. She went to another roommate's live broadcast room to lead the rhythm and talked about their food and trash. Slandering someone as a mistress is shameless and the gifts they receive are all earned by selling themselves. I tried to break up the fight and wrote a short essay to clarify. He kept busy until he was stabbed to death by two roommates. They said this was a show they did so it would become popular. Say I'm jealous of them, now they're all ruined by me, I deserve to die. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the day when my roommate was bragging about completing the game. This time I chose to sit on the sidelines. After all, the Internet is such a thing. But it's a double-edged sword.
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