It's Just a Game of Cultivating Immortals, Have I Really Become an Immortal?

Wen Ru, a young man hanging on the wall, was kicked out of the Internet cafe after running out of internet fees and stayed in the wall-hanging room playing mobile games. After accidentally clicking on a mobile game about cultivating immortals, the game developer actually quickly sent him a VR helmet and motion-sensing suit with free shipping. "Tsk, tsk, this picture quality, this immersive feeling, isn't it more enjoyable than eating chicken?" "I am the good-for-nothing young master of the Luotuo family? My engagement was annulled at the beginning? Can you be a little more creative in your games?" Looking at Lin Qing'er, who looked arrogant and actually took the initiative to make a three-year appointment with him, Wen Ru felt itchy with hatred. He is in the early stage of Qi refining, and others are in the late stage of Qi refining, building the foundation in half a step, how to fight? How can a game be as useless as reality? A line of subtitles pops up on the game interface: "Avenge the shame! Show yourself as a saint in front of others! It won't be three years, it will be today. With the first charge of 10 yuan, you can upgrade your cultivation level to foundation building!" "... I have no money." "Borrow it." "The quota has been exhausted." "Huabei." "It's over." "Don't worry, you still have a credit limit of 21 yuan." "... Okay, okay, you won't let this go, right..."