The product of verbal chat with my classmates, second person, and the choice of the protagonist is all chosen by my classmates. I am responsible for digging holes and deceiving people.
No logic
Weird worldview
A lot of private equipment
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Copywriting:
You wake up from bed, your body is extremely sore, and a mechanical power suddenly appears in your mind
[Ding dong, welcome to the host, the system is at your service]
[Next, this system will record everything that happens to you and help you achieve your goals]
[Goal: Survive]
[Congratulations to the host, this system has detected that you have died once]
Second week has started
...?
! ! ? !
Intention: There is a tiger in my heart and I smell the rose carefully
