The Fourth Disaster: I Open a Game in Xihuan to Support My Wife

The leader of the elf clan is dressed in a palm-sized suit, and his father only has one year left to live. Human mercenaries are pressing closer, and he has tied up a system to summon players to protect his people. He packaged the real world into a holographic game and built an official website overnight to release promotional videos. When the closed beta was launched, players ran rampant in the flower field. Some people ate soil on the spot, and some got under the roots of the barrier flower to chew on the flowers and were blown away. The worldview of the local elves collapsed on the spot. Then he rescued a man whose wings were stained with blood and looked like flowers about to be blown to pieces by the wind in the setting sun. After he was rescued, he fell in love with her, sending private messages every day, "Brother, please take care of me." Until I came across a bunch of live broadcast clips of that person, all of them coquettishly calling "brother", each one softer than the last. After reading it with a sullen face, he memorized every call for brother, and guided the other person step by step, first calling him brother, then changing his clothes, and then calling him a specific name in the guild channel. The other party tolerated it all for the sake of traffic, and did it every time with red ears. He is closing the net step by step here, and the players are almost turning the Western Fantasy World over there. Someone ran away with a Warcraft cub that was three times his size, and was chased by the mother beast across half of the grassland. The expedition team said they were going to the Elf Forest, but after five days of walking, they found that the direction was reversed. The team leader posted on the forum: "It seems that we have arrived in the territory of the orcs, but the orcs are very friendly and asked us if we want to stay and drink." He glanced at it and thought that they could make trouble as long as they wanted. Anyway, he already had the person who was fishing for him in the palm of his hand. [Two male protagonists + fourth natural disaster, West Fantasy Sweet Pet Live Broadcast]