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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.

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Chapter 443: Be Careful Not to Be Stepped On by a Cat

Amid the vast expanse of yellow sand, soldiers of the Ezomal Empire were still desperately resisting the undead army.

Accompanied by battle cries and the clanging of metal, screams erupted from the sandy ground; blood and flesh flew everywhere as the undead's Sharp Blades continuously pierced through the warriors' uniforms, splattering blood in all directions.

The warriors roared one after another, their ferocious faces flickering with the light of hatred as they charged towards the undead.

As the battle wore on, the corpses began to accumulate on the battlefield, and the air grew increasingly thick with the scent of blood.

Evans, just like the countless times before, slashed through the heads of three skeleton soldiers in front of him, temporarily creating some space before turning to look around.

At this moment, on the vast desert, the dark mass of the undead army still surged forward like a tide, seemingly endless.