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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 · Ficção Científica
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1063 Chs

Chapter 343: Seek Death but Cannot Achieve it (7000 words)_1

"Just good at running away?"

The World Walker now has a curse word, MMP, on the tip of his tongue that he's not sure he should express.

He is well aware that his opponent is deliberately trying to shake his confidence.

But he had to admit, his confidence was indeed a little shaken at the moment, prompting him for the first time to question his own abilities.

Of course, his opponent currently couldn't do anything to him either. His deficiency in the offense was magnified by his opponent, but in terms of defense and escape, his ability to stop time was absolutely top-notch...

Huh?

The World Walker just thought of that when he realized that what he did equate to being hit and running away as his opponent said. What a joke!

Seeing the eleven people around him approaching like an army formation, the World Walker began to retreat hastily while he urgently thought of a countermeasure, but he couldn't think of a better solution for the moment.