When Lin Feng wakes up, he discovers that he's transmigrated to a parallel world much like Earth. There, he'll have to survive alongside the ten billion players from Earth.
Players: Is this world crazy? Supplies are so hard to find, and every seven days we have to face a monster horde. Oh, God, if you want me dead, just kill me already! Stop tormenting me like this.
Lin Feng: I'm not worried about facing the first monster horde. I've got a super-powerful Gatling gun.
Players: I'm starving! I haven't had anything to eat or drink for two days. Can someone give me some food?
Lin Feng: Hmm... Should I have steak or pasta tonight? This is such a tough choice.
Players: Lin Feng, why can you gather so many supplies? How do you do it?
Lin Feng: Well, all I can say is that I was born lucky. In the real world, I could buy a lottery ticket at random and win five million.
Lin Feng pays no attention to the players' scorn. Now that he's living so comfortably, he's wondering whether he should find a few girls to keep him warm at night.
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