Hello, everyone. My name is Sun Can, and I'm a transmigrator.
I arrived in a world infected by a zombie virus.
I also brought along a system that made me stronger whenever I killed zombies.
I thought I was the chosen one.
Before long, I would slaughter zombies, level up, grow stronger, earn everyone's admiration, marry rich, fair-skinned beauties (several of them), and reach the pinnacle of life! Just thinking about it got me a little excited~
What I never expected was that,
just as I was about to reach level 30... I was going to die.
It was a dark, windy night.
As usual, Sun Can logged into the world's first virtual reality game-New World.
But the dazzling, neon-lit world from before did not appear.
His vision plunged into darkness.
He did not know how much time had passed.
When he regained consciousness, he found himself somewhere both familiar and unfamiliar.
What was familiar was that the room's layout was the same as his own rented room.
What was unfamiliar was that every corner and detail differed from his room.
"Roar!"
Just then, a chilling roar came from outside.
It startled Sun Can into sitting bolt upright, and he took a careful look at the furniture.
He finally realized, "This isn't my home!"
He had been moved somewhere else while entering the game!
"Wait! Where's my gaming helmet?"
Sun Can felt his head. There was no helmet.
"Did I enter some new game feature? Is this some kind of virtual space?"
Sun Can repeatedly called out to the game system.
A voice actually responded.
But what it told him left him terrified.
This... was no longer his old world. If he wanted to return, he had to complete the tasks issued by the system, one after another.
"Whoosh-"
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