We Are Not Playing a Game

In the year 2000 of the new century, the entire Mi Star turned into a game field. The tall buildings disappeared instantly, replaced by withered grass, wasteland, countless dark creatures, and corpses. No matter who they were, at this moment, all players are back on the same starting line. Each person was given linen clothes, 100 copper coins, a thatched hut, and three pieces of land. Players have no time to complain. The three-day novice protection period takes effect immediately. Want to survive? Please work hard to conquer the game. ◆—— There are also lush vegetation, thousands of birds and beasts, carved beams and painted buildings, beautiful buildings and jade buildings, but those are for NPCs. Outside Prince Rui's Mansion, Yan Lan knocked on the vermilion door, and an NPC who looked like a butler immediately welcomed her in. Going straight to the hall, Yan Lan blessed the NPC King Rui, then trotted to King Rui and got straight to the point: "Father, I need some bluestones. Do we still have some in stock in our house?" King Rui stroked his beard and said with a smile: "You, are you busy with this these days? Why do you need to ask me for advice on such a small matter? If you want it, just take it." Yan·NPC+player dual identity·Lan showed a happy smile: "Then thank you father!" The onlookers were stunned. ​Is what they are playing really a game? Yanlan: No!