I'm Shang Weilin, a senior in high school who'd just made it through the worst of it.
With a heart full of excitement, I went out on a sunny afternoon to buy a suitcase and get ready to embrace the wonderful life of college.
But nobody told me buying a suitcase could get me a motorcycle thrown in for free!
Wait... something's very, very wrong...
Wrong my foot!
I scored big!!!!!!!
Sure enough...
Someone came looking for me,
asking me to join their three-person team and clear an instance...
It was all planned in advance...
Planned my foot!
Fun! Thrilling! This is so awesome?
I hit the jackpot!!!!!!!
Watch me break these instances!
Not cooperating? One slap, and the villain NPCs think they can do whatever they want?
Just you wait. I'll grind these annoying little punks into bean paste in a second~
A lunchbox costs fifty gold coins!? What a rip-off!!! I'll show you what it means to be just like Tang Sanzang!
But is that really the case?
"Well, well. One of my kind?"
"Bzz... Congratulations, player... Shang... bzz... Weilin, for clearing the B-rank instance."
"Looks like I made the right bet."
"When we have enough money, I'll take you to see the sea!"
"I loved you so much. I wanted to be with you forever... You won't blame me, will you? I'll be the one to take you to see the sea now, all right, you piece of trash?"
"You... didn't know?"
"Sister Lan, do people really eat each other?"
"Maybe. I don't know either."
"I... am an NPC too...?"
"Whatever. Who cares?"
Rather than suffer torment for the rest of my life, I'd rather rise in dark splendor amid the collapse of heaven and earth.
