Everyone in the world is drunk, but I am awake alone, raising my sword and slashing angrily to ask the secrets of heaven.
They threw me into the "Ancient Qin Kingdom" and said it was the best training ground.
The zombie night attack is a test, the massacre of the city by alien beasts is a test, and even the beggars on the roadside may be Jiuzhou agents.
Until I saw the vertical pupils in the sky that never close—the way they looked at us was like looking at worms in a petri dish.
Do they want to see seeds blossom in desperate circumstances?
Good.
Then I will tear up the script and dismantle the stage.
When I cut open the sky with my sword and the sunlight poured in through the cracks,
All "NPCs" suddenly stopped, and a harsh alarm came from the sky:
Warning! An unknown error occurred in the petri dish 'Gu Qin'!
"Wrong?" I walked through the frozen time, pointing the tip of my sword directly at the false divine pupil.
"No, it's the ultimate virus you carefully cultivated..."
