(This book is complete.
One day, when Young Man A woke up, he discovered that he and quite a few of his online friends had become the characters represented by their chat avatars in their QQ group...
You'd think that from then on, everyone would be on the path to promotions, pay raises, successful careers, looking cool as hell, and saving the world...
So, if that's the case, why are their enemies zombies? And monsters? There are even Cthulhu tentacles? What the hell! And there's more...
After seeing what was happening, the young men's worldviews were reshaped...
Just treat any names that appear in the story as ordinary usernames... Don't read too much into them... After all, everyone knows that in a huge group, you'll find all kinds of usernames... You'll get used to it. O_O
A long-forgotten memory
Perhaps in the current climate, this book isn't that outstanding, nor does it have the same explosive appeal and attraction as current novels. But for that era, it was a very special situation... Perhaps it could be considered the first chat group book. At that time, many people came from different backgrounds, had different jobs, and lived in different parts of the country. Even if they lived in the same environment, they did not have the same feelings, and the environment was not as fast-paced as it is now. A simple "XXX lift up high" can spark a lot of fun among everyone. Occasionally, even a seemingly harmless person can cause a ripple effect. The topics of conversation are varied, and people even try to do things that are no longer understandable. Everything seems no different from the present, yet through the filter of memories, it seems very different from the present. For this book, or rather for us at that time, it truly became a story of how strangers from all over the world forged bonds with each other. Perhaps I shouldn't let my personal emotions get in the way, but... This connection, like that era, has become a memory. The reason for the collapse of the book club group is now forgotten. When the survivors tried to reconnect with the remaining members, they discovered that too many were already lost. Those who were rescued gradually faded into obscurity for their own reasons… some went to work, some became engrossed in more demanding studies, some joined the army, and so on… But I hope that someone will always remember this place, this book, and the things linked to it. Therefore… Recorder: C
Tomb sweeping... To commemorate the endless past.
Let's remember those glorious and eventful years and lift the Divine Locust high together!
How do you calculate using three Qs at the same time?