Dad asked me to clean up before going out.
I almost finished cleaning in my dream.
My favorite author stopped updating for a few months, but I had everything in my dream. When I dreamed of an opportunity to read a new chapter of that article, I screamed "I do" without hesitation.
Copy invasion, I indulged in it even though I knew it was a dream, trying to bring the author directly back to reality.
——Instead, it became a copy creature.
Illusion flows into reality, reality is being invaded by weirdness and hallucinations, and people who cannot distinguish reality are being swallowed up.
Copies are bound by rules and conventions.
The rest of it is clearly illogical.
I started being hunted.
The author who has been thinking about it day and night has been trapped in the tower survival game in the past two years. The Internet is disconnected, and everyone is trapped and depressed.
But although I can't save her from the fire, I can do my best to urge her to update.
——What made us meet?
I want to trade for 30 coins every day!
Ten thousand a day, madam! ! !
Intention: down to earth