One billion people around the world were scrambling for it, and there were only 10,000 places for the closed beta. Jiang Zaixi, who was dependent on others, became one of the "lucky ones" with a little care.
At first, "Return to the Ruins" was just a spiritual comfort for her to escape from her mean aunt and arrogant cousin.
Gothic treacherous dungeons, NPCs with hidden mysteries, and source energy that can enhance physical fitness, everything is like an immersive adventure.
Until she was in the power room of the novice copy, her fingertips touched the warm beating heart of the gear, and she felt the intertwined pulse of machinery and flesh;
Until the exit of the dungeon tears the barrier of reality, the white mist surges and engulfs the city, the claws of alienated creatures pierce the night sky, and the roar shatters the neon lights.
Jiang Zaixi was shocked to realize that this was never a game.
There is no restart button or return button. The game is an iron law for selecting the strong, a clarion call for invasion from another dimension, and the beginning of rules that reshape the world.
While players around the world are still fighting for dungeon rewards and indulging in the illusion of virtual improvement, she has already narrowly escaped death between reality and the dungeon.
Facing the approaching alienated creatures, similar players with hidden ambitions, and the gradual collapse of the real order, Jiang Zaixi's eyes were cold.
"Game?" She sneered.
"No, this is a war about the survival of humanity."
[No CP+strong women+game invasion of reality+doomsday infrastructure+cyberpunk+Cthulhu]
