I Created the Shenming Sandbox Club

Introduction: In the late stage of terminal illness, Lin Yan signed a consent form to give up treatment and returned to the basement to wait for death. Until he dropped blood into a broken hourglass, the 100-square-meter basement instantly expanded and turned into a miniature universe. Time acceleration opens ten thousand times. Single cells reproduce and giant beasts are born. Lin Yan stretched out his hand and crushed a giant beast to death, draining one day of its lifespan. The cancer pain that originally penetrated the bone marrow disappeared. In order to get money to buy tap water and rotten meat scraps to feed the sand table, he opened the door of the richest man in the next ward. "Fifty million, in exchange for one year of your life." Since then, there has been an immortality club in reality that uses its lifespan to harvest the world's plutocrats. In the sandbox, Lin Yan recruited a group of terminally ill patients to become players. "Why can this NPC in this crap game know magic?" Lin Yan looked at the players who were about to be defeated in the sand table. He impatiently picked up a bottle of radar insecticide and pointed it at the sand table and pressed it. "It's so noisy, let me wash the floor for you." Poisonous mist poured from the sky, and the indigenous epic civilization instantly melted into mud. Many years later. A certain immortal from another world tore through the void and descended on the earth with great force. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was wearing a red vest and holding a broom in his hand. Lin Yan sat on the sofa and rubbed the handle. "The new guy, mop the toilet floor, or you'll lose five hundred years of life."