Lin Feng played Realm of the Gods for twenty years, spent twenty years getting by, and was terrible at it for twenty years.
A hand injury, relegated to the bench, mocked by others, kicked off his team, and finally dying alone in a hospital: that was his entire previous life.
As he lay dying, he thought, If only I could have another chance.
Then he really did get another chance.
He returned to age twenty, one hour before Realm of the Gods launched. Every dungeon guide, hidden quest, future top player, and method for obtaining epic gear was engraved in his mind.
This time, he would no longer be the forgotten rookie archer.
He’d max out his Agility, hunt monsters above his level, clear hidden dungeons first, and claim the first orange-tier item on the server.
Luoyu Jinghong: from the very first day the game launched, that name was destined to become a legend.
But Lin Feng knew that his real rivals weren’t the monsters and bosses in the game. They were the players who would become top-ranked powerhouses: Jianxin, Lieyan Hongchun, Tie Xue Zhanshi... and the terrifyingly clever red-haired assassin by his side.
In this life, he would stand above them all.
From an unknown substitute to the Archer God revered by thousands.
The writing is simple but powerful, making people get more and more excited as they read. Don't stop updating, keep up the good work
Come on, author, don't stop updating. It's really good. I hope it can exceed one million words. Come on! Come on! Come on!
It's really good and has the style of Lost Leaves 👍
Classic oral prose is still okay
The author is very sincere, does not procrastinate, and does not report data or figures. A balanced mentality, without all kinds of grudges and hysterical hatred.