Jing Lei, I Just Created an Account and Was Hacked into World of Warcraft.

Welcome to Azeroth, friends! When Gu Yuan was blown away by his computer with sparks and lightning, he thought his life was finally "flat". When I opened my eyes again, I heard the familiar background music of Beijun Valley, and in front of me were "living" players chasing wild boars. That's right, he took his newly built mage trumpet and was sent into "World of Warcraft" by a not-so-sophisticated lightning bolt (perhaps along with his best friend who was borrowing soy sauce). However, this Azeroth is a bit too "hardcore". The kobolds' candles really burn their butts, the murlocs' "blah blah blah" cries mean they're ready for dinner, and the legendary headless horseman... Is actually stealing pumpkins! As promised, the baby now looks at him like he is looking at cookies. Facing this world where there is bleeding, hunger, and monsters that can really eat people, Gu Yuan and his unlucky brother hugged each other and cried: "I just want to be a quiet social animal. Why do I have to work hard after traveling through time?" "Help, help! Why can't this stealth skill hide the embarrassment in reality?" But they soon discovered that in this universe with twisted voids, shadow realms, countless planes and chaotic timelines, two more visitors from another world were simply insignificant. As a result, two young people in the new era were forced to fight in Azeroth. After all, the prerequisite for lying down is... You have to have a life to lie down first.