I Play VR in the Apocalypse

Bu Fan's eyes were dull, silently watching his own crystal being shattered into pieces. The blue broken crystals flew in all directions and spun at the same time, eventually turning into the blood-red word "Failure". This was the 18th game Bu Fan had lost tonight. He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, 00:18. "What a coincidence..." Bu Fan murmured. It really couldn't be more coincidental than this. It was his 18th birthday just after midnight. This failed game sent him blessings at such a coincidental time. Bufan moved the mouse to the icon to continue the game and without hesitation pressed the left button that changed his fate. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.