Coming Through the Divine Realm

Li Luo is a twenty-five-year-old jobless young man. His greatest achievement in life is to reach the top 100 in "Divinity: Arrival". Then he was hit by a car and killed. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was really "living" in the game - just not the famous high-player account, but a failed experimental body numbered 734. The implantation of the "God-given" failed, and the gene score was at the bottom. He was judged as a third-class person by human society, and was thrown into the recycling bin like garbage to wait for death. There is no system, no golden fingers, no legal identity, and not even considered a human being. This world is ten thousand times crueler than the games he has played: ·The Immortal Cultivating Sect is aloof and regards ordinary people as consumables for alchemy; ·The Zombie King possesses human intelligence and feeds on human brains; ·The omnic phalanx rules the city of steel and dismantles human nerves into parts of emotional modules; ·Elves and goblins occupy the dense forest and use soul fragments to drive the city-destroying magic circle; ·The human side is the weakest, but also the craziest - they divide people into three, six or nine grades, use "screening" to gamble on human genetic mutations, and squeeze out the last bit of use value of every low-level person. Li Luo touched his pocket and found only a broken metal pipe picked up from the garbage dump. "Okay." He spat out bloody spit, looking through the smoke in the wasteland to the arrogant realms of the gods in the distance, "The game... Starts again." Climb from the lowest trash heap to the highest throne. ——Only this time, when you die, you are really gone.