They Promised a Casual Game, but the Shanghai Campaign Made the Whole Internet Weep

“Chen Feng, you’re not human! I’m reporting you for fraud!”

The top gaming streamer “War Wolf” points at the virtual blood covering him, sobbing like a child in front of hundreds of millions of viewers, yet a fire unlike any he has ever felt burns in his eyes.

“You promised a Republican-era sightseeing tour! We started out at the Sihang Warehouse, and the moment we stepped outside, shells were raining down!”

“You promised fair competition! Japanese planes and tanks chased me down and bombed me, while all we had were old rifles and our own flesh and blood!”

“You said the NPCs were fake? But that sixteen-year-old soldier named ‘Shuanzi’ took a bullet for me. Before he died, he smiled and said, ‘Big brother, I finally got to eat a full meal in this life...’”

This is an age of entertainment at all costs, where the pinnacle of technology has brought with it a spiritual wasteland. Chen Feng, a transmigrator, obtains the “Mountains and Rivers” System and resolves to awaken the sleeping fire in people’s hearts with an ultra-realistic VR game.

He disguises the game as a leisure tour, attracting countless players in search of thrills. But when they set foot on that land in 1937, they discover to their horror that there are no reinforcements from the heavens, no lone heroes. Life is as fragile as paper, and willpower is the only faith.

Corporate tycoons see him as a thorn in their side, accusing him of selling suffering. A restless society calls him a madman spreading panic. But Chen Feng simply opens the next dungeon: “The Blood-Drenched Nanjing.”

Because he believes that some memories must be etched into the soul, and some spirits can only be reforged through blood and fire. What this era lacks is not entertainment, but faith!