Me, Wen Han, a bug-fixing engineer who's exhausted as a dog every single day;
My supervisor, a stingy old miser;
My boss, an energetic male teddy bear.
Hello, world. Welcome to the age of gaming.
The instant the New Year's bells rang, the entire world suddenly plunged into darkness.
Wen Han heard an electronically synthesized voice beside his ear, repeating the same sentence over and over.
[The age of gaming has loaded successfully. Players, please participate actively.]
[Welcome to the age of gaming.]
He thought he'd been handed the script of an infinite-survival-game player, but instead he kept getting the scripts of dungeon NPCs;
He thought that once a game ended, he would have nothing more to do with its dungeon, but it turned out that the characters he'd played all returned to the real world with him;
He thought it was all some deranged human-cleansing scheme, but it turned out to be the plot of a love-struck simp trying to win back the one he loved.
Wen Han: I wish I'd never been born.
A crafty top, Mu Feiyao x a bottom who sees through everything, Wen Han
I'm determined to fulfill my dream of having an infinite number of secret identities. So what if I only update once a month!
The plot won't be scary. It's lighthearted and silly, and the author writes purely for their own amusement.
Theme: Making the author's dream come true!
I fell into a pit of one update per month.
Haha, of course, what your system said cannot be wrong.