I used to love to watch online games, and I was always infected by the monstrous passion of the heroes in the text, so my life was full of whimsy.

In life, it is indeed a world that cannot accommodate one person, and there is not even a high degree of passion like a chivalry. But man is a passionate aristocrat, and many salaried people like me should be as dense as a crucian carp crossing the river, moving in one direction, but there are always a few who are squeezed and bruised all over their bodies, and have to wander on the edge of all kinds of people, and become scattered in the wilderness. We are always looking for passion, the passion that crosses the river, the desire to be the backbone of the group, which compels us to seek. So we discovered the Fengshen Continent, the virtual online game, found that our dreams were born like a fairy tale, and found that there are many passionate people like me, born for passion, the pride of life and death, and in order to reflect the value of survival, so we had to survive one black night after another in online games.

I always find an excuse for myself to live, or a reason: the leopard is dead and leaves its skin, and I always have to rid the world of traitors and benefit living beings, not seeking great things, but sparing no effort.

As a result, my fantasy poem "Chronicles of the Gods" bloomed gorgeously!