The game comes true, starting with the wandering spirits and gods.

Zhang Wenhao took two steps forward and found that strange vertical pupil in the ruins.

You picked up the "Twisted Eyes"

[Quality: Monster Fragment]

[Effect: What you hear and see is different from what you would normally see; spirits, evil spirits, cause and effect, and the truth all fall into the vertical pupils.]

[Introduction: This is an artifact left behind by demons and monsters. Its evil energy has been suppressed by the power of the temple gods, so it can be used with confidence. However, if you use it too much, will you still be able to distinguish between sincerity and hypocrisy? Or will it all be nothingness?]

Monster remnants?

They even dropped some equipment.

Evil spirits have been banished, and light shines once more upon this land, illuminating all living beings.

[The soul of the man who drank the drug of insanity ceased its wailing.]

[The Earth God of Fortune, a handful of yellow earth buries the spirit of the ancient land.]

[Settling your current instance...]

Zhang Wenhao was lost in thought.

How do I start settling accounts for the instance?

[Traveler, you have been targeted by demons and monsters. The game will be temporarily shut down...]

[You can choose to watch the final dungeon settlement and then exit]

Stay tuned...

Is this... a temporary conclusion?

Zhang Wenhao slowly fell from the sky, landing in a pile of ruins.

"Temple God-sama!"

A Yun's urgent shouts came from not far away.

Ignoring her disheveled hair, she ran forward quickly, and with the blessing of the temple gods, her movements were swift.

"Temple God-sama,"

Hearing the shouts, Zhang Wenhao turned around and suddenly saw this scene.

The villagers of Cangling Village knelt on the yellow earth, weeping, pressing their foreheads tightly to the soil.

Tears mingled with yellow earth represent profound emotions.

They all worshipped themselves as their saviors.

Young voices, aged voices, choked voices, trembling voices—all were the same.

"You are not just a temple god, you are our local earth god!!!"

"May the Earth God live forever!!!"

Although it was just a consciousness, Zhang Wenhao was still deeply shocked.

This land has never had any supreme deities; it simply became a god because it received so much reverence and incense offerings.

He saw that the timid girl who had been cowering before the statue, sobbing uncontrollably, now seemed exceptionally radiant.

"Ah Yun".

He called out softly, so softly that he himself did not even realize it.

Ayun knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down her face.

"From this day forward, you will be the temple keeper who carries incense."

"The evil spirits have been eliminated, but the villagers are still in fear. Now that you have transcended the mortal realm and entered sainthood, you should guard the temple, continue the incense offerings, and protect this place for generations to come."

After finishing his words of entrustment, he paused, then added, "As for you..."

Take care of yourself.

self-respect?

Ayun froze, then raised her head, which had been lowered.

Why should we respect ourselves?

Can't I live under the protection of the temple god forever?

After Zhang Wenhao finished speaking, the form that his consciousness had manifested gradually faded, and the outline of his body blended into the sunlight, leaving no trace.

"clang!"

With a crisp sound, a wooden statue appeared. Ayun reached out and took it; it was still warm.

"Temple God-sama..."

She murmured to herself, clutching the statue to her chest.

The statue had never been so dim, and even the previously broken corner had broken off again.

......

Tainan Zhonggu Hospital.

Medical and elderly care center.

Sunlight streamed in through the cracks in the window.

It brought a glimmer of hope to the otherwise somber sanatorium.

An Qing, still feeling sleepy, was woken up by the sunlight while hugging her pillow.

Volunteer activities, academic classes, a distraught mother, the pressure of public opinion...

All the burdens fell on her shoulders.

While feeling physically and mentally exhausted, she also realized that she seemed to be unable to rely on anyone.

Only by holding her sister's warm hand could she feel a little comfort.

The doctor said that none of the external traumas had actually damaged her brain, but she was still in a puzzling sleep.

Since the coma was caused by no reason, it is also possible for the person to wake up without warning.

"But when will it be?"

An Qing is so tired.

If only my sister could wake up now and touch her face like she always does, how wonderful that would be.

She was so lost in thought.

At that moment, she suddenly felt a frictional sensation in her clenched hands.

Is my sister's hand moving?

She touched it suddenly.

The drowsiness vanished instantly.

She stared incredulously at her sister lying on the bed.

What met my eyes was a pair of eyes that were slowly focusing.

My sister is looking at me helplessly.

"Qingqing..."

"I'm here, I'm here."

In a panic, she quickly spoke up, trying to reach out and hug her sister.

But then he suddenly remembered her condition, immediately snapped back to reality, and pressed the bell in front of the bed.

"Doctor! Doctor! My sister is awake!!"

Despite her efforts to restrain herself, tears still streamed down her face.

An Qing, lying on the bed, pursed her lips tightly, trying to stay awake.

Who is it? I can't figure it out...

My heart feels empty.

In the hotel on the other side.

Zhang Wenhao's consciousness returned to his body.

"Has the gathered incense offerings vanished again?"

He examined himself and found that both his physical and mental strength had returned to the level before the soul-transmigration game.

That's really amazing.

However, he had no time to be surprised. He quickly opened his phone, only to find that no matter how he clicked, "Fate Master" remained unresponsive.

It just sat there awkwardly, like an unresponsive pop-up app.

That's a really clever anti-addiction system.

Zhang Wenhao mentally complained.

But jokes aside, many details in the game made him wary.

Senior An Yu and her boyfriend both committed suicide because of strange things in the game.

That's so weird.

Professor Su Yongen.

Zhang Wenhao silently memorized the name.

Next, he checked the time.

A whole day has passed in the game.

But in reality, only a few hours had passed.

The proportion of time passing is different.

Forget it, let's put them all aside for now.

They come, the security.

The game can kill them, and so can the game itself.

I comforted myself a little.

He stopped thinking about it, got up, and checked out of the room.

Why are there so many messages on my phone all of a sudden?

He clicked on it with suspicion.

"Mouse, didn't you sign us in? Why is the advisor still messaging me privately?"

"Mouse, the teacher's calling roll! I think I might be a bit... "

After posting these, Li Rui also added an emoji that said "I want xx too".

It's practically the embodiment of utter despair.

Zhang Wenhao felt a little guilty and didn't reply.

I looked at other things.

There's also news about Aurora.

Would you like to try some pineapple cake?

"My mother taught me."

The girl's writing exudes a scholarly air.

A strong sense of human-computer interaction.

Since we're like roommates, let's just eat together.

But if I go back, I might get a guaranteed spot in graduate school.

Zhang Wenhao replied rapidly.

"Eat, now?"

The message had barely been sent when the girl's chat window changed to "Typing..."

It's as if they're constantly glued to their phones.

"Yes, now."