Hope of Leaving
After announcing this discovery in the chat group, the group was filled with cries of "Oh."
Some said, "So that's how it is," while others said, "I see," but even more asked, "Does playing Dreamscape really help?"
Reading the other students' messages, Chen Yu felt a little shaken.
You guys really never play Dreamscape in your spare time, do you?
I'm not saying you have to play Dreamscape Game, but at least know how to relax and rest, okay?
But judging by what you're saying, it was like hardship had been written into your genes. You all seemed determined to toil like cattle and horses for the rest of your lives.
If you didn't know how to entertain yourselves now, you would inevitably become repressed later. Once you got to college, you'd have to pay the price, then spend money on loans just to relieve that repression.
The capitalists would take advantage of that and sell you the same entertainment products all over again after repackaging them. And you'd probably thank them for it.
With a long sigh, Chen Yu realized that this trend was rather frightening.
Miao Qingyu's cohort had still played Dreamscape Game for fun, but the new prospective college students already treated it like a savage beast.
Sensing the shift in attitudes, Chen Yu could only hope things would improve a little in the future.
The chat group discussed Chen Yu's discovery for a long time, then spent half the day debating the changes in the Miasma Sea before finally admitting that Chen Yu was right.
The Miasma Sea was an immune system.
Though they did not know how it operated, judging from the current situation, whenever the Mystic Objects within the Great Rift became overly active, the Miasma Sea would also become active