During the summer vacation, you opened a game called "Spell ○ Battle".
This game has won the favor of you, the liver emperor, with its exquisite modeling, superb BGM and super high degree of freedom.
After you draw the heaven-defying skill at the beginning, you will pick up two bad teammates and a beautiful nanny.
However, just when you level up all the way and think that you can block and kill gods and Buddhas with your teammates - you encounter the most tragic Waterloo in the history of the game.
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Higher education.
I don't know how many times you have watched your health bar clear, and you fell to the ground covered in blood.
The black-haired man holds a knife in one hand and squats in front of you.
"If you have any last words, let's say them now. Since you look pretty, I will listen to them."
You clenched your fists, gritted your teeth, and shouted five characters loudly throughout the world: "RNM, retreat!!!"
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Things to know before reading:
1. The main text is in the second person, and the ending is tentatively open.
2. There may be OOC.
3. The whole text is funny, with emotional lines but the CP is undecided.
Intention: After writing, it is victory