At the End of the Ming Dynasty, Chongzhen, Whom I Controlled, Became a Holy King

Late at night, Xiao Lei spent six yuan to buy a domestic game "Chongzhen 1644" that no one was interested in. No menu, no UI. After pressing the keyboard a few times, the man knelt on the corner of the bookshelf like a puppet. After a long time, Xiao Lei stared at the screen and suddenly realized: This is not playing a game. It's manipulating a living person.