She later figured out that when she came to Shenyu, her life was much more lively than in the current world, and she had made a lot of money no matter what. It's just that sometimes I feel a little lonely when I sit on the grass and watch the people around me go offline one by one, but I can't leave. The sun rose and set, and the rain stopped pouring. She always felt that she was no longer like a player, but closer to the NPCs around her, each one shrewder than the last. Maybe she belonged to this world, it was unknown. Everything I had experienced in the past had really become a big dream just like I had prayed for. People are unpredictable and things in the world are unpredictable. Who can predict?