[Counterattack against ALS] + [Realistic Feedback] + [Myriad Realms Ceiling Style]
Lu Jingchen grew up in an orphanage and struggled to squeeze into the life of an ordinary person.
But fate played a big joke on him - ALS.
Just when he was holding the medical certificate and thinking that this would be the end of his life, the old computer suddenly went crazy.
A junk online game that couldn't be deleted, the moment he clicked on it.
Fairies, apocalypse, science fiction, magic... Countless bizarre worlds unfolded before his eyes.
When the first ray of spiritual power circulated in the withered meridians, he realized that he had become a player walking in the world.
Every time you clear a copy, you will get some rewards, which are fed back to the main body and can be brought to the next copy for use.
While others were fighting for their lives over half a piece of moldy bread in the apocalypse, Lu Jingchen was standing on the roof of a collapsed skyscraper, his clothes swaying.
Under the gaze of countless pairs of hungry, crazy, and desperate eyes, he pointed like a sword and whispered one word:
"Get up."
In an instant, a flying sword with cold light shot out of the air, carrying him up in the wind and piercing the bloody sky!
Above the ground, time is frozen.
All the roaring, crying, and gnawing sounds suddenly stopped.
There were only faces that were completely distorted by the extreme shock, and eyeballs that fell to the ground.
"Then, what is that... God?!"
"What the fuck is this?!"
"Boss!!! Ancestor!!! Take me with you! I will dedicate all my supplies to you!!"
