How Well Do Two Blockheads Fit a Survival Game?

[The characters' words and actions do not represent the author's own views!]

(This story has a male lead, but no romance. The male lead has relatively few scenes. The female lead is dominant, but this is not a feel-good story.)

One day, people awoke to find that a massive survival game had suddenly appeared in their world. Everyone was forcibly dragged into it. Players who cleared the game advanced, while those who failed died.

To stay alive, Jing Sha had no choice but to cling to Qin Yu. But would someone please tell her whether this man, who was walking around smashing things with a bloodstained sledgehammer, was really Qin Yu, the elegant and refined, newly crowned national heartthrob and award-winning actor?

Where did these ridiculous, twisted games come from, and where would they take the players?

Could the bizarre game items they found really let them defeat any enemy and become invincible, just as the descriptions claimed?

Jing Sha lounged in a rocking chair with her legs crossed, sucking on an extra-spicy duck wing. Without even bothering to hide it, she rolled her eyes. “Yeah, right. I'd sooner trust game coins than the game itself. This lousy game might not be any fun, but it's got plenty of good food.”

The purchase pages in the System shop took two hours to scroll through, and the mouthwatering selection made Jing Sha wish she could crawl into the screen and feast.

Of course, even the best things have their downsides: you have to pay for the food!

So how was she going to make money? Easy, raise “pigs” and get rich!

[This is a newbie's first attempt at a long novel. I apologize in advance to all my dear readers for any shortcomings. (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ]