"Old man, where do you think people go when they die?"
"Go to heaven."
"You're lying to children..."
Seeing the person closest to him die, Jiang Mian, who was holding the urn, couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, as if all the burdens had been lifted.
"Old man, I'm sorry, you may be disappointed."
"I can't understand the meaning of life you say."
When Jiang Mian decided to eat and wait to die, a mechanical and cold voice sounded in his ears: "Are you willing to risk your life to participate in a game?"
A terrifying killing game, a decadent doomsday world, monsters and evil things that only exist in fantasy, mysterious dimensions that do not exist in this world, incredible soul imprints, what secrets does this game called Death and Migration hide?
Is this just a fantasy or an unknown and wonderful experience?
At the end of the game, what exactly is waiting for him?
"The contract has been completed, and players are welcome to come to Death Migration."
"About to enter the game copy: [Black Umbrella City]"
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Come on, author, I will keep following up. Don't finish it hastily. Believe in yourself, this book will definitely be popular. In short, I will always support you.