Elegy of Civilization: I Became a God in a Strange Game

I made a contract with a ghost and you asked me to save the world? Yan Zhu was reborn ten days before the invasion of the weird game, holding the ancient mutton-fat jade left by his mother - "You Yingjue", but found that the rules of this life were completely different. Every time an S-level ghost is drawn, a piece of memory must be paid. The nine-tailed demon fox devoured the memories of his family relationship with his parents, and the ghost bride gouged out his memories of love. What's even more cruel is that every time a new player or recharge is added to the game around the world, another abyss opens in the real world. There are ancient demon priests, sacrificial witches, and a collection of World War II resentful spirits who have been contracted. There are also fairy tales, the rebellion of elves and ghosts such as the Lady's Daughter and Painted Skin. When these remnants of civilization awaken in the present world, Yan Zhu must choose between using krypton to become stronger or saving the world. "Do you think I'm playing a krypton gold game?" He stood in the civilization matrix made of tortoise shells and sneered, "I'm holding a funeral for human civilization."