My second-year syndrome: All my fantasies have come true

Just like the most powerful warrior among humans can never defeat a Tyrannosaurus Rex with his bare hands.

This is a dead end!!

Must die...

Lu Jing suddenly raised his head and looked at the sign on the stairs that had previously gone unnoticed.

【Danger! 】

【Danger!!】

Chapter 92 Despair

2025-03-23 ​​16:51:58 Author: Wukong who can eat

【Danger! 】

【Danger!!】

It seemed that they had been warned from the very beginning.

It's just that no one cares too much.

After all, in a combat-type copy, there shouldn’t be too many slogans like this.

However, at this moment, when Lu Jing looked at the sign on the steps, he suddenly seemed to think of something.

From his current position.

The whole staircase is like an arrow.

The arrow points to a hidden corner on the first floor.

Lu Jing tried to walk over.

Reach out and touch the wall.

"Boom!"

The next second, the wall in front of him disappeared, leaving only a huge white light.

Lu Jing hesitated for a moment and walked out.

All I could see was white light.

When Lu Jing came to his senses, he had already walked out of the portal.

The portal behind me closed.

........

【Congratulations on your success】

[Congratulations on receiving the reward, magic weapon: Yellow Sand Flag]

【Congratulations on obtaining a rare crystal...】

[Obtained item: Hair Transformation Technique]

【...】

Various rewards come into view.

However, Lu Jing was not happy at all.

He stood there in a daze, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

“Boom, boom—!!”

The photographer on the helicopter pointed the camera at Lu Jing.

"Oh my god! Now we should pay attention to the awakened ones who broke into the giant portal and came out."

"They succeeded!"

"Let's cheer for the heroes and applaud the heroes!!"

The surrounding area was filled with vigilant awakened people.

They originally planned that if the awakened person inside failed, they would quickly fill in the position.

But when they saw someone coming out, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However.....only one person?

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Lu Jing suddenly held his head and let out a desperate, heart-wrenching roar.

He collapsed to the ground almost collapsing.

This is not a combat instance!!

But it is a level-breaking copy.

Everyone was wrong.

They were deceived from the beginning.

No! Perhaps the answer to the problem appeared before their eyes as soon as they started solving it.

But no one thought about it that way.

Because there will basically be various prompts in level-breaking copies, requiring you to complete the levels in a certain way.

And you can get a glimpse of its appearance from the name.

But this time, the Nine-story Demon Tower.

There was no word of warning, which made them mistakenly think that they were breaking in upwards.

When they saw Xiao Zuanfeng, they became more certain that their idea was correct.

Not a shred of doubt.

But in fact, Xiao Zuanfeng is a completely crushing existence for them.

In front of Xiao Zuanfeng, they had no power to resist at all.

Going up is a dead end from beginning to end!!!

But all this could have been avoided...

Lu Jing suddenly remembered a movie he had watched before, The Fog is Coming.

The hero, his daughter, and his family are hiding from monsters.

Finally, the family was at the end of their rope and had to fight to avoid being tortured by the monster.

They all shot themselves, but when it was the male protagonist's turn, the bullet jammed.

When he was about to commit suicide, he was suddenly rescued.

Tell them the monster has been dealt with and you are safe.

The hero immediately collapsed.

This is the most desperate torture for the living.

“Hahahahahaha…Ah!!”

Lu Jing was crying and laughing, as if he was crazy.

................

a few days later.

The dim room was filled with a stale and depressing atmosphere, as if every breath of air was frozen in time.

The lifeless house was like a forgotten tomb, so quiet that it was eerie.

Lu Jing, lying on the bed, was like a body without vitality.

He lay there quietly, like a sculpture frozen in time.

It blended into the dead silent environment, as if it would turn into a wisp of smoke and disappear into the air in the next moment.

Only endless loneliness and despair remained spreading in the corner of the room.

The college entrance examination is over.

Lu Jing didn't go anywhere. He locked himself in his room.

Lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

When his classmates came to see him and when a TV station came to interview him, he was turned away.

He got what he wanted and became a hero praised by others, but he no longer showed any joy.

Neither his parents nor his sister could do anything about him.

I just hope he can get out of the psychological trauma as soon as possible.

This is the copy.

A little carelessness can lead to disaster.

into the night.

A silver-haired old man appeared in the room.

Lu Jing looked at him with lifeless eyes.

Qilin sat down beside his bed.

"I've heard about everything. They are all very brave. This is our mission. Where there is fighting there will be sacrifices."

Lu Jing opened his mouth. Because he hadn't drunk water for a long time, the dead skin on his lips had stuck together.

"You guys...are not very powerful? That captain you call omnipotent, can he revive people?

Or, if I accumulate enough contribution points, can I buy back their lives?"

Yes, even life span can be purchased from the organization.

Those mysterious props can be easily possessed.

So, it shouldn't be difficult to resurrect the dead.

"How many contribution points are needed?"

Lu Jing seemed to have suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw.

"As long as I can save them, I can earn contribution points. Any amount is fine. If one year is not enough, I can earn ten or fifty years..."

The silver-haired old man shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, but even gods can't bring the dead back to life."

The silver-haired old man patted Lu Jing on the shoulder and said in a deep voice:

“Young man, I have experienced these things more than once.

A close comrade-in-arms died before his eyes. He could have stopped it, but it was too late.

I was once desperate and even had thoughts of suicide.

But the captain once said this to me.

No matter what dreams or hopes you have, no matter how happy your life has been.

In fact, it’s all the same, people will always die.

So is our life meaningless?

Or is it that our birth into this world is meaningless?

Is this also true for the comrades who died in battle? Is their death also meaningless?

No, that's not right!!

Only we can give meaning to those who died!! Those brave sacrifices!! Those tragic sacrifices!!

Only those of us who are still alive can remember.

Entrust the meaning to those who are alive!!

This is the only way to fight against this cruel world!! "