The doctor diagnosed me as having a dual personality, with a violent secondary personality, and I would become a murderer sooner or later.
He suggested that I kill chickens and fish and see more blood.
Seeing blood... The best effect is naturally killing people. Killing requires a life payment, but this is not required in the game.
The global thriller game is coming and I am going crazy in the game.
While other players were trembling in the dungeon, my secondary personality had drawn the S-level true soul - Monkey King.
He carried the golden cudgel and turned the game world upside down.
Everyone called me crazy, but I found out. The harder I kill in the game, the faster I recover from my illness in reality.
Until one day, I discovered that more and more "game players" appeared in the real world.
Only then did I realize with horror that the world I live in seems to be just a copy of the game...
At that moment I realized that the doctor's diagnosis might be wrong.
It's not me who is sick, but the real world that needs to be "healed".
