"News from this station: At about 6 o'clock in the morning today, a traffic accident occurred at a suburban intersection. Yang, a delivery rider, was hit by a truck driven while fatigued. He died after rescue efforts failed."
This is a world that is almost a replica. "Fearless Contract" is still popular all over the country, and he is no longer a low-level rider running for rent.
Late at night, while lining up with his landlady, the strange, flashing red shards on the fallen enemy caught his attention. Subconsciously, he raised his hand and fired two more shots. The moment the cold mechanical sound exploded in his mind, his life was completely derailed.
The stronger and more famous the enemy, the higher the level of the fragments they drop.
Attribute potions, firearm proficiency, company shares, natural materials and rare treasures, and even portals to other worlds... The fragment treasure house covers everything.
Relying on the habit of "weaving corpses when killing, and picking up pieces after death", he has been promoted from the passerby game all the way to the professional arena, and his reputation as "the corpse-making maniac" has resounded throughout the e-sports circle, and everyone knows it.
Yang Bufan originally thought that relying on games to collect fragments and travel through thousands of different worlds would be the most outrageous adventure in his life.
Until late one night, there was a knock on his door.
Standing outside the door were the landlord sister, the gray-haired royal sister, and the yellow-haired girl... Leaning against the wall with their arms folded and an unhappy look on their faces.
No? How did you find this world?
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