[Comedy] [Apocalypse] [Cultivation] [Instance Dungeons]
"What do you mean the zombie that chased me because it wanted to eat me became my teammate?!"
"What do you mean I just wanted to get some sleep, but now I have to do odd jobs for cultivators in my dreams?"
"Send me to hell! That place sounds like paradise!" That was Lin Su's opinion of this world.
As someone who had transmigrated, Lin Su didn't think this was a good thing. On the contrary, he desperately wanted to return to his old world.
Because this world had
completely gone mad.
The apocalypse had broken out. Zombies were everywhere, people trusted no one, and survival was a struggle. That was only the first problem.
Horror games had appeared out of nowhere, bizarre and devious, leaving no way out alive. That was the second.
At night, strange dreams began. He was at the bottom of the cultivation world, surrounded by dangers and forced to navigate every situation. That was the third.
But who knew what other layers of the world there might be...
What was even more maddening was that in the horror game, it wasn't just the living who could participate: zombies could too. And if you fell asleep during a horror game, your dreams would still bring you face-to-face with the oppression of cultivators.
Could anyone really survive in a world like this?
A so-called System, which appeared from who-knows-where, told him: Complete this task, and you'll get the chance to return to your original world for one day.
So, no matter how many difficulties he faced, as long as there was even the faintest hope, Lin Su had no choice but to take it on.
Lin Su: Everything I miss is in my old world!
