The year 2030 is the twelfth anniversary of Ni Shuihan.
Seventeen and his sworn brothers were playing punk dance in Yangcheng. After clearing the level, they picked up something that didn't belong in the game. Double click - white light engulfs everything.
Open your eyes again, 2018. The first day of service.
Shura is gone, only broken dreams. The order of combos of the four basic skills in the skill bar has all changed. His friend list is empty, his gang is gone, and his five sworn brothers don't recognize him.
But he remembered something. I can't remember clearly, I can't grasp it, it's like a dream - which corner has a hidden mission, which BOSS needs to use a powerful move, which person will drink with him in the future. Sometimes it's right, sometimes it's wrong.
He found the five people by intuition. An enthusiastic big brother with a "Two Hundred and One Disciples" job, a cold Xuanji who speaks so few words that he can't stop laughing, a Jiu Ling who can't stop hahaha, a Tie Yi who is so bad that he yells "very big", and an irritable Su Wen who can curse people faster than a nanny.
Six people got together, the configuration was a mess, but they got the first kill in the server.
Then they became sworn friends.
He stood on the sworn platform, looking at the faces of these five people, his eyes were a little hot - he didn't know why.
He only knew one thing: he wanted to be with this group of people.
Written in a foggy way