After transmigrating to a parallel world in 2035, where entertainment reigned supreme and celebrities were idolized while fallen heroes were forgotten,
Wang Jin awakened the “Hall of Heroes System” and made a “trash game” called Dawn.
No health bars, an extremely high degree of freedom, no saving, and no tombstones after death!
At first, top-tier star streamer Zhang Qingqing scoffed. “No in-game purchases? I can beat a tiny indie game like this with one hand!”
Ten minutes into the game, she broke down sobbing. “Please let me log off! It hurts so much! This isn't a game at all!”
Forty minutes later, five million viewers watched a censored memorial photo on the screen. They all stood up, tears streaming down their faces.
“Why won't you let us see his face?”
“Because they lived in darkness, died without a name, and were buried without a marker. The censor bar is their only medal.”
From the nameless anti-drug police in Dawn, to the frozen statues on the ice fields in That Year, That Rabbit, to the thunderous blasts in the Gobi Desert in A Great Power's Heavy Industry.
Wang Jin: “I just want to show you what a true backbone looks like in this age of mindless entertainment.”
Players: “Game designer, you have no heart! ...But please, make another one!”
I originally wanted to give this villain's plot a three-star rating, but after thinking about the plot of the game, I thought, let's give it a five-star rating.
Good-looking, rediscovering history in empathy
So well written. Although they are a bit heavy and regardless of whether they have prototypes or not, these anti-drug heroes are the ones we should respect!
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😢 Cry once after reading a chapter
It's so touching. Oh my God.
It's full of emotions, I'm pretty good, I hope the author's emotions can be more delicate
Thank you, seniors, and pay tribute. Without the blood of our ancestors, there would be no "peace" today.