"Fuck..."
On a barren mountain only a few hundred meters high.
Standing atop the highest point of a crimson rock, the player named Jiang Hua, having absorbed the information transmitted by the Game System, sincerely used a simple word to express his incomparably complicated feelings.
A word that was plain, yet broad and profound.
Paired with the power of complex emotions.
It was enough to move every listener deeply.
"Was I really pulled here from another Worldline?"
After thinking it over, he felt that guess was a little too unscientific and bizarre.
He quickly changed his train of thought.
"...Or am I just an NPC simulated by AI, one that thinks it's human?"
It had to be said.
Compared to the previous guess.
This one immediately seemed N times more feasible and realistic.
At the very least, it was not so bizarre.
After all, it was only a game.
Talking about Worldlines and the like was honestly a little too high-end and unreasonable.
However.
Even though, at this moment, he was more willing to believe the latter possibility.
At the end of the day.
As he watched the countdown at the corner of his eye tick steadily toward zero.
Jiang Hua's heart silently sank into the abyss...
Am I really just an NPC that was created?
Then why do I have memories of the past? My parents, my friends... everything feels like I experienced it myself...
Could this game automatically read a player's deep memories while they're playing?
The severe conflict between reality and unreality, between his past beliefs and his present experiences, left him deeply confused and hesitant.
At the same time.
As the countdown continued to tick down.
A feeling within him grew stronger and stronger.
It was a peculiar premonition.
When those numbers reached zero, if he