Doesn't that mean they've extended their lifespan in a roundabout way?
Everyone who realized this, whether an elderly person or a terminally ill patient struggling in despair, was moved…
A major company got envious and was eager to replicate this groundbreaking product, but it couldn't even get close to it.
They were utterly crushed by this dimensional reduction attack.
The person who invented this game is a complete idiot!
It's God!!
...
In a certain instance of a holographic online game world.
Lin Mu sat numbly in the bridal sedan chair as it was carried into the Ghost King's Mansion.
He's the underling of the game's mastermind, and also a staff member behind the scenes.
No one knows the origins of this game better than him.
I was actually forced to come in and experience the game by a group of programmers to fix bugs.
What kind of talk is it for a man to ride in a bridal sedan chair? This rule needs to be changed!!
When he saw the Ghost King, the NPC boss, he was completely dumbfounded.
Holy crap!!
What a tragic fate!
Even in the darkness, his face twitched for a moment.
Although he wanted to quit immediately, he had a work contract to keep him on.
During his years as the Lord of the Uncanny, he accumulated countless karmic debts, and that person said working here could help him cleanse those debts.
So he signed it...
At that moment, he steeled himself and dutifully began to perform the routine and recite his lines.
"Welcome home, my bride..."
Lin Mu's lips twitched as he looked at the person in front of him who was wickedly charming, arrogant, and domineering, spouting wild and inappropriate words.
God, kill him!!!
He then numbly experienced heartwarming daily life, forced acquisition, and reconciliation...
They eventually turned the tables and defeated the final boss, obtaining his equipment.
Lin Mu looked speechlessly at the knife in his hand. Wasn't it said that this big boss had explosive combat power and that no one could kill him unless they spent money?
He didn't use any force just now, did he?
Perhaps... the other party is also eager to end this...
He was about to leave when he suddenly stopped. As if he had made some enormous decision, he shouted at the top of his lungs into the air:
"Nightfall—if you still consider me a friend, then you better come out here!!"
Even after all this time, he still hasn't let go of it. What he can't let go of isn't the hatred for his father's murder, and he has no feelings for that man anyway.
It's like losing a brother you'd risk your life for...
After waiting for a long time without seeing a single ghost, he turned away in disappointment, only to suddenly see a familiar figure in front of him.
His eyes flickered slightly…
A wide smile involuntarily spread across his face, and without saying a word, he opened his arms and rushed over.
"I knew you considered me a brother... hahaha..."
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