Qing Ting knew that he was different since he was a child. Death and accidents would always pass him by unintentionally without hurting him at all. He always thought it was his good luck.
Until an accident, he bumped into a weird man covered in bandages. The man stared at him and said: "The system hasn't finished settling yet, what are you in a hurry for?"
That was the first time he knew that he was living in a game. As a "player blessed by the world", he experienced countless cycles of life and death, and finally escaped through the torrent of data.
On the second day when I could breathe freely, a cold electronic sound exploded in my head: "The large-scale world exploration horror game "Two People" is officially launched - this is the home of the doomsday, the end of all things, and it can satisfy all your desires."
Qingting found that vague numbers began to appear on her palms. He stood on the streets of the city, looking at the same emptiness in the eyes of passers-by - those "NPCs" would occasionally turn their heads and give him meaningful smiles.
When the game announced that "two people can travel", Qingting looked down and saw that her shadow was splitting into two. One stood still, and the other slowly squatted down and wrote a line of words on the wet ground.
"Welcome back, player 01. This round, it's your turn to be an NPC."
Intention: Be positive, after one doubt comes another doubt