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This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous

It all started when the protagonist downloaded a game called "The Fool (Beta Version)," marking a pivotal shift in the style of his life. This was no ordinary game; it lacked visuals and music, composed solely of lines of text and a multitude of choices. Yet, each decision within the game had the power to alter the player's destiny, for on the other side of the game lay a real, unknown world. Players were unable to physically enter this otherworld or see its landscapes, experiencing the alternate realm solely through text, vicariously living each step of their character's journey. As the game progressed, not only could rewards from the game materialize in the real world, but creatures from the game began to appear in reality as well. Then came the day the game was released for global public testing. An era quietly unfolded, where the masses embarked on explorations and treasure hunts in an alternate universe through 'textual adventure,' heralding a new chapter of engagement and discovery.

Pentacolored Seven Characters · Ciencia y ficción
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Chapter 305 - Birth of the City of Dawn_2

"Aren't there still people inside? Use their Magic Power, any amount will do. How could you know you'd lose if you haven't even fought?" Jack continued to roar furiously.

"The gap is too wide. There's no hope..." the Son of Heaven shook his head and sighed.

"What kind of bullshit are you spouting? Your men and my subordinates are still fighting in blood and sweat, and you're the first to give up. Doesn't that make our sacrifices a joke?" Jack was enraged.

"From the beginning, it's been a joke..." the only response from the Son of Heaven was a bitter smile.

His guild, from top to bottom, had devotedly prepared for more than a month, thought of all possible plans, and used all possible methods. Still, they lost to others. They didn't lose because of any strategy or plan but because of the overwhelming power difference. He had nothing to say but to admit defeat willingly.