After Being Highly Myopic and Mistakenly Entering a Horror Collection

Bai Xiaojiu is highly myopic. As long as he takes off his glasses, he can't tell the difference between humans and animals three meters away. There was only one time when he didn't normally wear glasses - when he was sleeping. Then one day, he woke up in the middle of his sleep and found that he was wearing it. Step into a collection of horror stories. The monster with countless distorted limbs walked out of the mirror upright, and everyone fainted from fear. Bai Xiaojiu: Oh my god, what a bald tree! Monster:? Zombies fell from the sky with their blood basins wide open and sharp teeth and fleshy tongues, and everyone screamed in horror. Bai Xiaojiu: Oh my god, what an ugly flower! Zombie:? A female ghost who had been wronged for a long time crawled out of the dilapidated hut. Her nails and black hair, which were several meters long, swept over everyone present like tentacles. Bai Xiaojiu: Oh my god, what a big cockroach! Female ghost:? No matter how scary and weird the bosses are, in Bai Xiaojiu's eyes, they are either children's graffiti or sewer crawling creatures. Extremely insulting. The bosses were all furious and finally alerted the collection manager. On this day, Bai Xiaojiu opened the palace door. A towering throne stood in the devastated ruins, with a tall figure sitting on it. Black hair like ink, robe hunting. It was an appearance beyond Bai Xiaojiu's recognition. The figure stood up from the throne and walked towards him. A dark shadow shrouded down, tightly wrapping Bai Xiaojiu in it. Bai Xiaojiu looked up and stared for a moment, then held his face in his hands: Oh my God! What a long beauty! A man who thinks he is handsome and arrogant:...? - Everyone thought that Bai Xiaojiu could pass the level without any injuries because of his mosaic eyes. Until later. The copy collapsed and the world cracked. The overwhelming aberrations tore parallel time and space apart, like torrential rain falling on the steel city. The young man picked up his glasses from the flesh and blood and held up his spear. Wherever the bullets hit, corpses lay everywhere. The fire became the only bright color between heaven and earth. The person in charge of cynicism (attack) The copy is to be determined on 2023/06/23, screenshots have been taken Intention: Still standing