Players, please close your eyes
When the mentally ill Joe Twilight enters the weird game, he feels like he's really back at home.
Here, knowledge is polluted, cognition is eroded, faith is alienated, and the more you see, the more unfortunate you become.
With endless whispers in his ears and bright red words in his vision, Qiao Duan found that he seemed to be able to see hundreds of millions more than others.
[Don't blink!] It's just a regular trash can, it definitely won't suddenly move behind your back and swallow your head in the blink of an eye, you can try it or not!
【Food made from the flesh and blood of unknown creatures can barely be used to make ends meet when your life is dying, but be careful not to eat more than ten in a short period of time!】
[It's hungry right now, you have to be ready, I mean, you're pretty confident in your taste, aren't you?]
But Jo Twilight is well aware that he is not sick.
- It is the world that is sick.
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Keywords: Original Infinite Stream, Cthulhu, Urban Legends, Running Group, Sand Sculpture, Mentally Ill, This is a healthy, sunny, positive novel.