After Yu Cheng woke up, he was sucked into an unstoppable live broadcast game. As a newbie who entered the infinite world for the first time, Yu Cheng was despised from all sides as he was a sick man wearing a windbreaker and gloves on a hot day.
"I have a vase face, thin arms and thin legs, and I'm very weak. It's good if I can survive the first day."
"I guess meeting a ghost would make me wet my pants."
"Why did we get such a sick and consumptive guy? It's really unlucky."
On the first night, Yu Cheng was "unintentionally" left alone by everyone. His long, damp hair swept across his face, a rusty dagger was inserted into his heart, and the blood stained the bed with blood.
Just when the ghost thought that Yu Cheng was dead, the sickly young man on the bed suddenly opened his dark eyes, stared at the monster in front of him, bit the edge and took off the gloves with repeated patterns, and raised his eyes: "Thanks to you, I can use my abilities again."
Ghost:?
"You kill me once, how many times do I have to kill you?"
The devil's whisper rang in its ears.
The next second, the sharp sickle passed through its heart and cut through its body.
The next morning, all the survivors quietly breathed a sigh of relief. At the expense of Yu Cheng, they had one more chance to survive.
The law of the infinite world is that the weak eat the strong. If you want to blame, blame it. Yu Cheng is too weak.
Then with a "squeak", Yu Cheng's bedroom door opened, and the young man said with a warm smile: "Good morning!"
Everyone froze in place. Is he a human or a ghost?
No one wants to die, except Yu Cheng: Come and kill me quickly, okay?
Ghost: MD! Autistic!
2021.8.21
Intention: The light of the right path shines on the road