I Sold Reality to a Game and Became a God

When other people transmigrate into a game world, they fight monsters and level up. I inherited a max-level account right from the start.

Looking at my inventory full of endless gold and legendary gear, I decide to be a casual player in the game world.

I buy the grandest manor, hire NPCs as housekeepers, and spend my days fishing and admiring flowers.

Then one day, a max-level guild attacks me, and the System’s notification suddenly rings out:

“Assets in the real world have been depleted. Would you like to sell some of your in-game assets in exchange for more time to live?”

That’s when I finally understand: every time I log in, I’m burning away my life in the real world.