"Your character has died, please choose to release the soul..."
Looking at the prompt message that appeared in front of him, Yi Chun was stunned for a moment, and then chose to exit the game.
As the gaming device was cut out, Yi Chun's vision switched from the virtual world to reality.
Exciting theme music is playing in the Internet cafe, and the constantly dancing battle scenes on the surrounding theme walls are even more exciting.
All the customers who came to play games were immersed in the gaming helmet that was no bigger than a human head in Yi Chun's hand.
There will no longer be scenes of passionate gamers yelling in Internet cafes.
Under the game helmet glowing with cold blue light, everything returned to the tranquility of the starting point.
Yi Chun once felt that maybe in more than ten years, or even decades, he would not get tired of his love for games.
Just like those ancestors who were addicted to the virtual world, they regarded the game world as a continuation of another life.
He can continue to fight and provoke those enemies he has judged.
But as time went by, his reactions were no longer as responsive as they were when he was a student.
He began to feel the power of time, and he began to experience the signs of energy decline...
He can no longer pull all-nighters and still be energetic the next day like he once did...
Every life has different hobbies or pursuits.
But they have to face something after all, which is the difference between dreams and reality.
Like some kind of ritual intertwined under society, it makes the changes suddenly so drastic.
And what is given "maturity" is not a slow superposition.
It is a sudden variable that instantly renders life into another appearance...
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Returning to the rental house in despair, Yi Chun sat on her bed, a little at a loss.
The mirror beside the bed, which had not been used much since he bought it, showed his face vaguely.
Yi Chun picked it up and wiped the dust accumulated on it.
After the dust dissipated, a clearer picture emerged.
Or, it's an even more horrific scene:
It was a fat man wearing glasses, his slovenly face looked haggard and confused.
His eyes, which were somewhat absent-minded because he stayed up all night yesterday, were filled with a dazed look.
That should be a decadent man in his forties, but it shouldn't be him...
In the graduation photos placed casually on the coffee table on the other side, Yi Chun, full of youthful vitality, is smiling at the camera.
He was a young man with incomparable confidence, and the light in his eyes was not blocked by any external objects.
He shouldn't be like this, but what should he be like?
From an outsider's perspective, Yi Chun's life is quite stable.
My father is an old teacher. Although my family is not rich, it is not considered poor either.
And he also passed the Federation's E-level test last year, becoming a group of people who can contribute their lives and youth to the Federation.
But in the days when it gradually becomes stable, or you can see the end at a glance.
There is always something that will scream silently in the dead of night, when the game cannot satisfy the inner desire...
Ever since he was a child, Yi Chun has always been prone to being addicted to illusory things.
Those mysterious worlds built by dragons, magic, or Taoist and supernatural powers have always been extremely attractive to him.
But gradually, he realized that the clouds in the sky were the product of rainwater accumulation.
It cannot allow people to fly, and there are no dragons roaring past in the continuous lead clouds.
Those spells that seem to be full of mystery are just some exotic statements.
It or they seem to be just a bubble created by many words and pictures.
Everything is given a certain cold order in the knowledge system that is gradually being improved by federal scientists.
In other words, that is what they should look like.
In the past years, this characteristic of being immersed in illusions was given the title of 中二.
Some people with secondary characteristics gradually change over time.
And some, late at night or when no one is around, are immersed in their own glorious world that cannot be described by outsiders...
Yi Chun put down the mirror with some boredom, knowing that maybe he could tidy up his appearance and become even more outstanding.
In this world where appearance is one of the thematic structures, there will be more personal value.
But, that's still boring...
Yi Chun shook his head, he was rarely affected by these negative emotions.
Because there are very few of them, they can directly hit the axis of his seemingly strong but fragile spiritual world.
Today, after discovering his decline in gaming, Yi Chun was a little confused...
But even if your heart is so painful that you are going to collapse, you still need to work during the day tomorrow...
It was already time to rest, so Yi Chun casually placed the mirror in its original position.
good night world……
Yi Chun said softly with his eyes closed.
Good night……
At this time, he seemed to hear some distant whisper.
So... so far away...
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Green vines twine around the trees, and the mountain-like giant trees cast a magnificent shade on the ground.
The ground is covered with spreading green grass, and there seems to be some kind of joyful breath of life in the air!
"Goo!"
"grumble!"
Some elves were flying wildly in the sky and among the forests, and their cheerful laughter filled the entire mountains and fields.
Just like the pleasant time when I was young, lying on the dense sorrel in the field.
While feeling the warmth and comfort from the sun, I rolled wantonly on the sorrel.
Yi Chun felt like he wanted to shout something, something seemed to be stirring in his chest.
Just like those desires that were immersed deep in the heart, the mystery and unknown hidden behind those gorgeous brilliance!
That is what fascinates him, and it is the subjective inducement that allows him to wander between the world and illusion!
At some point, the scene in front of Yi Chun changed into three roads hidden in the mist.
The one on the right seems to lead to a quiet mountain forest, where the green shade spreads to every piece of land in the mountains.
The middle one seemed to lead to a certain grassland. The lush grass reminded Yi Chun of the wood sorrel when he was young.
The road on the far left is covered with thick fallen leaves, and the harvest and withering seem to be reflected there.
In a haze, Yi Chun knew that it was time to move forward...
In this absurd dream, all elements of reality are split and distorted.
All you have to do is follow your most instinctive desire...
Yi Chun walked towards the middle road, and then he ran happily!
The wind blew past his ears, seeming to bring some pleasant smile and encouragement.
The soft grass made his running more comfortable and smooth.
Yi Chun ran faster and faster. He seemed to have surpassed the wind and all the chains that had bound him!
Those traces that were regarded as ordinary and mediocre by civilization were dissipating, and the light full of wildness and endless curiosity returned to his eyes!
Lose the ordinary essence and return to your original self!
"Meow!"
Yi Chun raised his head and roared, shouting for freedom.
And the next moment, some violent sound pulled him out of his chaotic dream!
He suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a rather depressing, familiar ceiling...
But it seems that something is different...
"World Heritage-Wild Infusion is successful, the character obtains a level 1 Druid (Wild) template."
"The comprehensive network connection is successful. The current version of the character is: Endless Wildness of the Inheritance of the World Tree..."
