"Your character has died, choose to release the soul ......"

Looking at the prompt message that appeared in front of him, Yi Chun was stunned, and then chose to quit the game.

As the game device cuts out, Yi Chun's vision switches from the virtual world to reality.

The Internet café is playing a rousing theme music, and the constantly dancing battle images on the surrounding theme walls are even more exciting.

All the customers who came to play the game were immersed in the game helmet in Yi Chun's hand, which was no more than the size of a human head.

There will be no more scenes of once passionate gamers yelling in Internet cafes.

Under the cold blue light of the game helmet, everything returns to the tranquility of the starting point.

Yi Chun once felt that maybe in another ten years, or even decades, he would not get tired of his love for games.

Just like those ancestors who were immersed in the virtual world, they used the world of games as a continuation of another life.

He can continue to fight, to pick out the enemies he judges.

But as time went on, when he lost his reflexes as he did when he was a student.

He began to feel the power of time, and he began to feel the traces of a decline in energy......

He was no longer able to stay up all night like he used to and still be energetic the next day......

Every life has a different hobby or pursuit.

But they have to face something after all, and that is the difference between dreams and reality.

It's like some kind of ritual intertwined beneath society, and it makes the change suddenly so intense.

And what is given "maturity" is not a slow superposition.

It's a variable that comes on and on, and it instantly renders life into something else......

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Returning to the rented room in despair, Yi Chun sat on his bed a little overwhelmed.

The bedside mirror, which hadn't been used much since purchase, was blurring his face.

Yi Chun picked it up and wiped the dust that had accumulated on it.

After the dust cleared, a clearer picture emerged.

Or, an even more tragic scenario:

It was a fat man with glasses, and his raunchy face was full of haggard and confused looks.

The eyes that were a little distracted because of the all-night yesterday were full of stunned looks.

It should be a decadent person who is not confused, but it should not be him......

In the graduation photo casually placed on the coffee table on the other side, Yi Chun, who is full of youthful vitality, is smiling at the camera.

It was a young man with great self-confidence, and the light in his eyes was not blocked by any external objects.

He shouldn't have been, but what should he be?

From an outsider's point of view, Yi Chun's life is quite stable.

His father was an old teacher, and although the family was not rich, it was not poor.

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 can be seen at a glance.

There is always something that, in the dead of night, will silently roar when the game can't fill the craving......

From childhood to adulthood, Yi Chun was always prone to indulge in those illusory things.

The mysterious worlds made of dragons, magic, or magical powers have always been full of attraction to him.

But gradually, he came to know that the clouds in the sky were the product of the accumulation of rain.

It could not be used for human flight, and there were no dragons whistling in the rolling lead clouds.

Those spells that seemed to be full of mystery were just a statement of the exotic.

It or they seem to be just bubbles made up of words and pictures.

Everything is endowed with some kind of cold order in the body of knowledge that has been gradually perfected by the federal scientists.

Or rather, that's what they're supposed to be.

In the past years, this kind of unreal quality has been given the title of Middle Two.

Those who possess the qualities of Form 2 have gradually transformed over time.

Others, in the middle of the night or when no one is around, immerse themselves in a glorious world that they cannot depict for outsiders......

Yi Chun put down the mirror a little boredly, he knew that he might be better off if he tidied up his appearance.

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 few of them, they can directly hit the axis of his seemingly solid but fragile spiritual world.

Today, after discovering his decline in the game, Yi Chun was a little dazed......

But even if you're in pain, you'll still have to work tomorrow during the day......

It was already time to rest, and Yi Chun casually put the mirror in its original position.

Good night, world ......

Yi Chun closed his eyes and whispered.

Good night......

And then, he seemed to hear some distant murmur.

So...... So far away......

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Blue vines coiled around the trees, and huge mountain-like trees cast magnificent shade on the ground.

The ground was covered with spreading grass, and there seemed to be some kind of joyful smell of life in the air!

"Goo!"

"Tsk!"

Some elves flew wildly in the sky and in the woods, and their cheerful laughter spread throughout the mountains.

It's like a relaxing time when I was a child, lying on the dense sorrel in the field.

While feeling the warmth and comfort from the sun, I rolled on the sorrel wantonly.

Yi Chun felt like he wanted to shout something, and something seemed to be stirring in his chest.

Just like those longings that were once immersed in the depths of my heart, the mystery and unknown hidden behind those brilliant brilliance!

That's what fascinates him, it's the main inducement that makes him wander between the world and the unreal!

At some point, the picture in front of Yi Chun's eyes changed into three roads hidden in the fog.

The one on the right seems to lead to some secluded mountain forest, where the shade spreads to every piece of land in the mountains.

The middle one seemed to lead to a certain grassland, and the lush grass reminded Yi Chun of the sorrel of his youth.

The road on the far left is paved with thick fallen leaves, where the harvest and withering seem to be reflected.

In the blur, Yi Chun knew it was time for him to move forward......

In this absurd dream, all elements of reality are cut off and distorted.

Everything, just follow the most instinctive desires......

Yi Chun walked to the middle road, and then he ran happily!

The wind swept in his ears, seemingly with a certain pleasant smile and encouragement.

The soft grass makes his running more comfortable and enjoyable.

Yi Chun ran faster and faster, faster and faster, he seemed to have surpassed the wind, beyond all the chains that had bound him!

The traces of what civilization regarded as ordinary and mediocre are dissipating, and the light of wildness and endless curiosity returns to his eyes!

Fade away the ordinary essence and return to the original self!

"Meow!"

Yi Chun raised his head and let out a shout of freedom.

And in the next moment, some violent sound pulled him out of the chaotic dream!

He snapped his eyes open, and the sight was a rather boring, familiar ceiling......

But it seems, something is different......

"World Legacy - Wilds injected successfully, and the character has obtained a Level 1 Druid (Wild) template."

"The comprehensive network connection is successful, and the current version of the character is: The Endless Wild ...... of the Inheritance of the World Tree"