"Chen Jing! When are you going to stop sleeping?"
"She played games all night last night, it would be strange if she woke up!"
"I was terrified last night. The zombie corpses were drawn so realistically, and there was even a pregnant zombie lying on a stone table..."
One of the short-haired girls trembled, touched her arm, and said, "Thank you, but you don't need to help me remember!"
Meanwhile, on the other side, a girl who was putting on makeup in front of the mirror almost applied her lipstick incorrectly.
"I heard this will be streamed globally, with ten players competing for the 'spectator' qualification, with a prize of 100,000 yuan."
"Sigh, my idol Su Huan is playing it too, but unfortunately I'm a complete gaming idiot."
"But you sent him a lot of supportive comments last night."
"He has no humanity when it comes to the opposite sex. Shen Jing almost cleared the game, but ended up dying in a zombie cave being eaten by zombies."
"Ugh, that was a truly gruesome death!"
Shen Jing lay on the bed, listening blankly to their discussion.
Right now.
She couldn't even distinguish between reality and illusion.
I felt dizzy and disoriented, my thoughts were racing but I couldn't find a way out.
Shen Jing stretched out her palm, wanting to see if lightning would strike inside.
No!
None of them!
I want to use supernatural abilities to detect things.
A pair of cat-like eyes stared at the mosquito net, materialistically seeing nothing at all!
The phone next to my pillow kept vibrating.
The WeChat messages kept popping up, all from Wang Lei, a classmate: "I just entered the game and you logged out! I even chose the same ability as you! You didn't even help me!"
What should I bring? What did he say?
Besides what Wang Lei sent, there was also what Su Huan said: "I've prepared all the autographed photos. Trade them for weapons! Keep that ice seed you got! You need that ice seed to clear the Western Base!"
"That's not fair! Why did you give the Ice Crystal to an NPC!"
Shen Jing looked at Su Huan's WeChat message and it took her a while to realize what he meant by "ice-type".
Just after Su Huan scrolled through WeChat.
There's also a WeChat account named Zhang San with a baby's profile picture: "Why did you run so fast last night? You didn't even show off after getting the Ice Jade!"
I've read all the messages.
But Shen Jing still felt dizzy.
She couldn't quite distinguish between reality and dreams.
Was everything that happened just a dream last night?
But she experienced two lifetimes in her dream, and both reincarnations were fake?
Online, netizens are complaining about the endings of domestic films, saying they are all just a pipe dream.
Is she in the same situation now?
"My head hurts..."
"If I can't figure it out, I won't think about it" has always been her mantra.
But at this point, it's more like self-hypnosis: Stop thinking about it, stop thinking about it, stop thinking about it...
Her roommate finally noticed her movement, lifted the mosquito net, and asked, "Jing? Teacher Li will definitely call roll today, aren't you getting up yet?"
Shen Jing moved her arm upwards, lifted her eyelids to look at that familiar face: "I'm not going, please ask for leave for me."
"You can win back what you lost at the game, don't be upset~"
"What, isn't A-Jing going to class?"
"I guess he's still sleepy, plus he failed to beat the game last night."
"I watched the game stream too, what a pity."
...
After her roommates went out to class, Shen Jing suddenly opened her eyes.
She immediately turned on her computer desktop.
The first thing you see is the game icon for "Apocalypse Paradise".
Clicking the mouse skips the promotion and reward time limit above, and you'll see her profile.
The dungeon she played last night was [Western Base - Extreme Heat].
The little figures inside are still waiting to be resurrected, and their superpower levels are SS and SSS.
Both the lightning and mental types have reached the highest level.
Her game inventory still contained a lot of supplies, all of which she had acquired with real money. After following the storyline as her in-game character, she began purchasing items... and then she experienced two dungeons: Snowfall and Extreme Heat.
The control panel still displays: Return to base. [Spectators] can enter the Wishing Well.
No wonder she was able to avoid live streams and other people's prying eyes after returning to her personal storage space.
No wonder she always felt something was off; the one manipulating the game wasn't anyone else, it was herself.
Shen Jing opened the forum, where there were many guides.
The pinned post reads: Damn, I encountered the Zombie King in the Western Dungeon!
Only then did Shen Jing realize the truth.
She wasn't a transmigrator at all!
At this moment, Su Huan sent another message: "Are you still doing a live game stream tonight? Last night's stream had over 100 million views, and my manager asked me to ask you about it."
Shen Jing paused for a moment, then replied, "No, I think I'll rest first."
"Okay, let me know when you plan to start playing."
"Um."
"Oh right, Ah Jing... I had a weird dream last night. In the dream, the big boss wanted to pull me into the game and then wipe me out! I was almost scared to death by him."
"...Do you remember what he looked like?"
"Ouch, I almost thought I wasn't going to wake up! As for the appearance, it's exactly what the boss in the game looks like! You drew the prototype for me, have you forgotten?"
"Yes, I drew it..."
The fact that he can heal others but not himself was something she suggested Su Huan add.
And... what's with all this talk about gods and gods?
Su Huan is just an unreliable game company designer.
Putting her phone on the table, Shen Jing opened the game interface again and read through the game introduction. Sure enough, it was the content of the book she had traveled through in her dream; the setting and plot matched perfectly.
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