(Ark) (A bit slow) When he woke up, Lin Mo found himself lying on a strange beach. There is an implant embedded in the wrist. In front of him is the emerald sea water and the primitive jungle that blocks the sky. There are pterosaurs passing above his head, and the roar of the Tyrannosaurus rex can be heard in the distance. This is the Ark - not a game, but a real island. Seven other people woke up with him. Some people have played Ark, and some people don't even know dinosaurs. There is no novice protection and no plug-ins. The only advantage is that Lin Mo's luck is better than ordinary people: he can always encounter high-level wild creatures and can always find things in the supply box that others are jealous of. But luck cannot be eaten as a meal. Eight people started from scratch - cutting down trees, mining, building houses, and taming dinosaurs. From the first dodo to the first velociraptor, from thatched huts to iron armor, from not daring to go out to overlooking the entire continent while riding an Argentine giant eagle. Islands are just the beginning. And on the notebook left in the abandoned base, there was a sentence written: "We did not choose this game. The game chose us."
