Wenren Sheng watched as Lao An and the others piloted their warship into the Origin Realm, destroyed the source, and finally turned into meteorites that fell to Earth along a torrent of time.
It was an Earth without any supernatural powers.
It was also the kind of place many people dreamed of.
But they soon learned that this was merely a case of loving dragons in name only.
Just as everyone liked green, except when it grew on their own heads.
He sighed and followed them down.
Some people still needed looking after.
Otherwise, being alive would be a little too much like playing solo.
Though there was nothing wrong with playing solo—it was just easy to abandon the game.
Fortunately, in a real-world solo game, you could keep installing MODs yourself, so abandoning it was impossible.
A solo game with countless MODs always had greater vitality.
He arrived on Earth and entered a city.
No one could see him.
He walked into an operating room.
"Old Wang, your orthopedics department should have experience with this, right?" an old professor said to the middle-aged doctor beside him.
"Professor, we deal with bones and tendons. We can't deal with rocks," the middle-aged doctor said miserably.
"Then what do we do? Millions of meteorites fell from the sky. Ordinary hospitals have to help dissect them, or we won't have enough manpower. I heard Certain Sky Hospital, the strongest one, has already dissected one. It was a living person, and they're giving him an IV to save him!" The old professor sighed.
"That's right, Old Wang. Put your back into it. The higher-ups sent engineers too, but they don't understand human anatomy or three-dimensional imaging. You still need to take the lead. Only by looking at the 3D images can we make sure