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[Story flow, less daily content] This is a game and you are a player. You move to a small village, and the village chief gives you a field and a thatched house for survival. The field is small and the house is dilapidated. Looking at the real estate that belongs to you in front of you, you feel that you cannot survive on these alone. Of course, you don't have to worry about survival, you are a player after all. You try to communicate with the village chief, and then try to start planting. After being tired for most of the day, you confirm again that you will definitely not survive on this field. You expressed your dissatisfaction to the village chief. The village chief comforted you and said that in addition to farming, you could also choose to collect, work, etc. To survive. But you are not interested in it, you don't want to play anymore, and you are planning to quit and change the game. At this moment, you discover to your horror-- "Who dug out my escape button?"