Yunyi Cultivation Record

When Shi Yunyi opened his eyes, what he saw was not the pale ceiling of the hospital, nor the familiar resurrection interface in the game. Instead, it was rotten soil, dead branches, and the tattered corpse on his body. Three ribs were broken, his left leg was fractured, his right arm was almost chopped off, and a deep bone-deep knife mark was cut diagonally from the center of his eyebrow to the base of his ear. He was lying at the bottom of the ravine, with half-solidified blood and mud beneath him. Several crows were pecking at his eyelids with their beaks, as if to test whether this "fresh product" had any breath left. "I'm... Not completely dead?" He moved his fingers, and severe pain coursed through his body like electricity. But the consciousness is terrifyingly clear - this is not a dream, nor is it a hallucination. He remembered that he stayed up all night playing the private server of "Wenwen" for seventy-two hours. Finally, his vision went dark, his chest felt tight, and he fell to the ground with the mouse still clutched in his hand. When he opened his eyes again, it was already a different world.