Prologue A journey through another world without being hit by a truck has no soul

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It was early spring, and the atmosphere of the New Year had not yet passed, but the beginning of the year was not very friendly to the broad masses of the people.

"Oh my God, this rain has been falling from the twentieth of last year to the Lantern Festival, is your TM a monthly package? If it rains, it will follow the Basic Law! ”

In an ordinary house, a young man with pimples on his face that had not completely disappeared looked out the window at the rain clouds that had not dispersed for nearly forty days, and complained indignantly.

"Forget it, it's raining so hard, let's play liver games in the bed."

Of course, as a serious otaku, he just found an excuse for himself to lie in bed and be a salted fish.

"It is our homeland where all wounds can be healed, and all resentment can be dispelled

Manifest it—

Lord· Camelot! ”

The splendid chalk city rises from the ground, and Mathieu's Noble Phantasm adds a defense buff and an attack damage buff to the whole team.

"Hahaha, the junior sister plus the three blue teams of Kong Ming now have 6 layers of defense buff, and now your attack can't kill me, Hercules." The young man bounced up from the bed and assumed the classic stance of Lord Kaz.

"Boom-"

It seems that even God can't see this guy who doesn't want to be a man, and suddenly sees a bucket-thick lightning bolt falling from the sky and slashing on his mobile phone with a charger plugged in.

The man who was clicking on the screen of his mobile phone didn't even have a chance to shout "He Daoyou is here to cross the catastrophe", so he simply "hiccuped".

The man collapsed on the bed, his right hand weakly letting go of the phone.

But strangely, the lightning didn't seem to cause any damage, the game was still running normally on the phone, and the man's body was finely free of signs of being electrified.

The man seemed to just be asleep.

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