The floating life is temporarily sent to dreams within dreams, and things in the world are like hearing the wind and the wind.
Huang Liang's dream seemed real, and Ji Hua finally turned into a trace in the mist.
(Be+innovative writing+strong woman+system) (the heroine has mild schizophrenia)
I am a time traveler and a reborn person. My only purpose in coming to this world is you.
——Lin Xia
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"Ding, the undead game has started. Please pass the initial system level before the host can successfully control the rules and become the system."
"I am willing to enter, but only if you give me your identity and rights..."
Lin Xia originally thought that the initial level could be passed without using any brain, until——
"System, why don't you give me a hint? I'm going to die!"
The system responded without prompting.
…
Yes, you can only rely on yourself.
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One copy after another flashed before Lin Xia's eyes, which made her feel novel. It turned out that the unlimited flow copy could be chosen by herself and was not random, so she could choose a simpler one.
As a result, the system gave a cold reminder: the difficulty of the copy is linked to the points earned, so players should consider it based on their own circumstances.
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"Ji Zhili, my purpose is to kill you."
He dragged her into this endless cycle of terror, but he followed her step by step, handing over all his trust. The copy was bizarre, and the deep affection in his eyes didn't seem fake, as if the betrayal was just a nightmare.
But the system notification tone was bone-chilling, and the flashbacks in his memory were full of cracks. Is all this a gentle deception carefully woven by him, or is it a case of hysteria after her resurrection?
It was not until the end that she discovered that the truth piled with blood and lies was far more suffocating than the undead game itself.
It was not until the end that she realized that he had been gambling her heart with a grand scam, but she never looked back...
Intention: Sincerity will not always be covered in dust