[Warning: Not a sweet article | Anti-system | Technology crushing | Awakening of the virtual world]
I dreamed about the same wild sacrifice for two days in a row.
The soul shadow on the altar said to me: "It's you."
When I opened my eyes again, I traveled to the beast world and became a sacrifice to the young master of the Black Lion.
The late system only bound me at this time: [Strike him, gain a lot of favor, and you can go home.
But the moment the guide value was full, what I was waiting for was not going home, but a "fake modern" full of loopholes.
I laughed.
"System, game over."
"Now, it's my turn."
