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 After burning the paper and bowing according to the rules, Ren Yifei exited the mourning hall. From the beginning to the end, Changsun and the others did not give any attention to this 'npc'.
 A very ordinary deceased junior, with a sense of simplicity unique to people of this era, like other night watchmen, nothing special.
 The preliminary exploration of the mourning hall has been completed, and the 'outsiders' have been looked at nearby, and the task has been overfulfilled.
 The poker game on the card table has been changed. Ah Liang sat on a bench eating melon seeds, and when he saw Ren Yifei coming out, he called him: "A Fei here."
 Ren Yifei already knew that this Ah Liang and some older people were very friendly to him. In many games, NPCs will generate clues when their favorability is high. I don't know if it's the same here.
 He walked over and sat down on the other side of the bench.
 "Burned paper for mother-in-law?" A Liang handed him the melon seed plate.
 Ren Yifei took a handful of pumpkin seeds and slowly nibbled them in his hand: "It's burnt, why don't you go?"
 "Forget it, I'm a left-handed person, and I turned my head around and made my mother-in-law angry."
 Ren Yifei peeled off the flesh of the melon seeds and sighed unintentionally, "Why so suddenly?"
 A Liang paused, hesitated, and finally just shook his head: "I'm getting old."
 The two chatted non-stop at the poker table, and the summer night wind slowly blew past, dispelling the dizzying smell of oil and wax wafting out of the mourning hall.
 If this is not a mourning hall, it is a good place to enjoy the shade. The moon in the sky is big and bright, and the yard is bright.
 They heard the call of an owl, and Ah Liang spat out the shell of the melon seeds, and looked around and couldn't find any obvious trace of the owl: "Old Xiao is calling again."
 During this time, the poker table was changed again. A Liang took a closer look and said strangely, "Why didn't I see Asong go off today? Isn't this kid just relying on the poker table and not leaving?"
 Ren Yifei's heart moved: "A Song? Where is it?"
 "You didn't see it? Applejack's side."
 There were two people next to Ajie, but Ren Yifei could tell at a glance which one was 'A Song'.
 Everyone else was looking at the cards, and they were more focused than the players who were playing cards. There was only a short young man with his eyes fixed on the mourning hall with a complicated expression.
 Ren Yifei followed A Liang's words to test: "Did he bring no money today?"
 "He didn't bring any money before, and he died."
 A Liang's words were a bit contemptuous, and he also taught Ren Yifei: "You can't learn from him, you have to gamble, you don't even have a previous job, and you are driven around all day. Auntie is your only son."
 "Oh, listen to you, A Liang, Brother Liang, definitely don't learn from him."
 Hearing this, Ah Liang felt relieved, he grabbed another handful of melon seeds and gave them to Ren Yifei: "Eat melon seeds."
 This one, Ren Yifei, was like a duck to water, and he played the away game as a home game, and the few players over there lived like a year.
 NPCs are very unfriendly to the players who are playing. It is a good treatment to ignore and ignore them, and it makes people nervous when they change their faces from time to time.
 The girl with thick braids, 'Xiao Mei', was frightened to cry twice, and 'Second Grandson' had already retreated to the corner, and her mental state was worrying.
 The 'eldest grandson' was stared at by middle-aged women, and even the calm eldest grandson was reprimanded once.
 But none of them resisted the NPCs, neither did the old players.
 Ren Yifei, who was feeling the wrong way to cross the river by the side, knew that provoking an NPC was definitely a wrong act. The consequences are unclear, but there must be some kind of price to pay.
 He doesn't provoke, and he doesn't stand out.
 As time passed, the elderly people in the mourning hall began to leave, and slowly, only the young night watchman, the family members of the deceased, the monks, and a few helpers were left.
 After Ren Yifei finished eating the bean cake, he felt his stomach: "I'm still hungry."
 NPC Ajie gave him a look: "Why didn't you faint from hunger?"
 "I'll have something to eat in a while, I see smoke coming from the kitchen." The older night watchman smiled and played a card.
 After a while, something to eat came.
 Because staying up all night hurts the body and is easy to get hungry, the main family cooks miscellaneous grain porridge. The aunt in charge of the kitchen came over with a large porcelain basin: "You all have some food, you can't do it if you don't have the strength to go back."
 This pot of miscellaneous grain porridge is different from the later generations. There is a layer of water on the top and some beans-like things on the bottom, which are very thin.
 "We have money to invite a monk, but give us such porridge? No wonder Grandma Chunzhi wants..." A night watchman couldn't hold back his breath and complained.
 Ah Liang knocked on the table: "Don't speak when you eat porridge, I'm worried about choking."
 Huh? It was only when Ren Yifei realized that something was wrong, he turned his head to take a closer look.
 It's not just about paying a lot of money for a monk, but there is something wrong with the coffin.
 Farmers of this era, looking at the conditions, bought more thin-skin coffins, and they would not paint them. But the coffin in front of him was covered in black paint, and the coffin was thick. At least it was their family's ration for a month or two.
 Looking at the lanterns on the four sides, lighting the lanterns is already a luxury, but here they all use good sesame oil. The golden-yellow transparent vegetable oil has a luxurious light that should not appear in this kind of home light.
 Such a funeral is good-looking, but it hurts the family, even if it is filial piety to the elderly, this is too much...
 On the other end, Ah Liang was still educating the rash young man: what came here was all about love, and he didn't want others' porridge and water, and he gave all the love for the night vigil.
 The man reacted back, and he walked away holding the bowl in embarrassment.
 Others also had subtle expressions and avoided the topic, as if to imply that there was a story behind this wake-up call.
 "Aliang give me a spoon." Ren Yifei watched the crowd with his hands in his hands, and his arm was bumped.
 The person who bumped him stood on the table: "Xiaofei, go and bring Shishi and Xiaowan over. They have been hungry for a day. The child is still young and can't stand this crime."
 "Ah?" Ren Yifei was stunned for a moment, unable to remember who this person was.
 Ah Liang was spooning the porridge, and when he saw it, he put down the spoon: "A Song, why don't you call A Fei yourself?"
 Ren Yifei was so moved by the look of protecting the cub, he immediately slipped over, stood behind Ah Liang, and looked at the porridge sharing scene with round eyes.
 Ajie, who scolded him before, also said: "Afei has been hungry for a long time."
 A few young people in the crowd looked at it, and they were puzzled: Are these people blind? In addition to his good looks and sweet mouth, what else is good about this kid? Lazy and hungry.
 "Assong's foot is injured, he is inconvenient."
 "Yes, one high and one low."
 Several night watchmen who played well with Assong in the past helped Assong.
 Ah Liang looked down, as if that was the case. He stopped there, thinking awkwardly about how to end it.
 Seeing this, Ren Yifei scratched his chin and put the bowl down: "So, Ah Liang, please help me with more spoons, and I'll call Shishi and Xiaowan."
 As he spoke, he sideways squeezed out of the group of night watchmen.
 Ah Liang didn't stop him. Seeing him drilling into the mourning hall, he shook his head and said, "Don't bully Ah Fei all the time. He was just spoiled by his aunt and was squeamish and careless."
 Bully?
 A few night watchmen have lost their temper, let's do it, it hurts to be a real brother, it can't be compared.
 Only Assong nodded subconsciously, actually agreeing with these words.
 "Xiao Fei?"
 As Ren Yifei walked into the mourning hall, he thought about this strange name. Everyone calls 'A Fei', why does this person call him 'Xiao Fei'?
 Listening to Ah Liang's words, he is not that familiar with this Ah Song, so why call him that? So familiar and intimate, it's like a friend.
 Ren Yifei has many questions:
 If Ah Song is a player, why does he know that the two children are named 'Stone' and 'Xiao Wan'?
 If Ah Song is not a player, why does he show completely different characteristics? Not even a gambler.
 This person is even more special than the eldest grandson before, and deserves more attention.
 A lot of people have gone, and the mourning hall is a little brighter. In front of the coffin is the family of the deceased kneeling: the son and daughter-in-law of the deceased in sackcloth and filial piety, the eldest grandson who is silent, the eldest grandson-in-law with a golden letter on his head, the second grandson who is huddled in the corner, and two Great-grandson.
 These two children are both young, and after kneeling for a day, the whole person is dumbfounded.
 The eldest grandson burned the paper with no expression on his face, and his hands were smelled like jute paper. Suddenly, he saw a young npc walking slowly, all the way to the coffin, and said to his cheap parents, "Uncle, uncle, uncle. Mom, why don't you two go for a drink?"
 It's okay not to be reminded. Once reminded, the eldest grandson player couldn't help touching his stomach: he was also hungry.
 "It's Ah Fei." The middle-aged woman recognized the NPC's appearance and lowered her head again, "We're not hungry."
 "Auntie, if you're exhausted from this, she won't feel at ease if you want to come to my mother-in-law." The young NPC called A Fei said with concern.
 "Cough." Zhangsun coughed and looked up at him: Come on, look at me, I'm hungry.
 Speaking of the dead, the middle-aged man's body stiffened for a few seconds. The muscles on the middle-aged woman's face trembled, forming a terrified expression.
 She turned to cover her face and emphasized again, "We're not hungry."
 "Should they go and eat some? You shouldn't have the strength to look back." The young NPC whispered again, looking at the two children, showing a little unbearable, "They are still young."
 The old woman thought about it for a while, she was distressed for the child, and nodded: "Come back after eating."
 "Guru." The eldest grandson's stomach made a noise, he looked up at the young NPC, he hesitated: Why didn't this NPC call him? As long as he shouted, wouldn't he be able to agree with the situation?
 Even the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law, who was sitting on the side and rubbing her stomach, looked at him: "The bean porridge is not good. If you call me, I will reluctantly drink it."
 However, this NPC is extremely lacking in eyesight, and their wink is simply thrown to the blind. He didn't ask anything, and left with the two children.
 So a few big living people, are they invisible or what?
 Is the treatment of players too low?
 As soon as the person left, the middle-aged woman lost her face immediately, and showed a bitter and mean face to the remaining people: "Continue to kneel and make your grandma happy."
 Hungry players: &nbsp;…
 Ren Yifei took the two children out of the mourning hall.
 A bowl has been placed on the table, and porridge is poured into the bowl.
 Just as Ren Yifei led the two children to sit down, three bowls of porridge were pushed over. There was not much soup in it, and the beans were spiky. He looked up and saw that it was Asong.
 A Song smiled at Ren Yifei, and then greeted the two children to eat porridge.
 Ren Yifei looked at other people's bowls, they were all water, crystal clear. The night watchman returned a resentful look: Don't look at it, it's all in your bowl.
 "Cough." He rubbed his nose and sat down to eat with a cheeky face.
 The multi-grain porridge without any seasonings tasted just average. Ren Yifei drank it slowly. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the middle-aged woman over there hurrying and letting the two children pass by.
 She looked a little flustered, and her eyes frequently looked in the direction of the mourning hall, while urging the two children: "Burn some money for the great grandma, the great grandma likes you the most."
 Ren Yifei poked the beans: I just took a few bites, so are you in a hurry?
 A Song, who was beside him, waited for the two children to leave, then poured their porridge together and ate them naturally.
 Ren Yifei put down his chopsticks, and he seemed to remember something in his mind.
 "Afei, do you want to eat? If you don't eat the rest, I'll eat it for you."
 Applejack, who had finished his portion, patted his shoulder.
 This shot took Ren Yifei's previous bizarre thoughts to an unknown location. "Thinking beautifully." He picked up the bowl and drank the rest.
 There is something in the stomach, and the young boys have the spirit of playing cards again. There aren't a few times a year when they can play poker with integrity.
 Except for a coffin on the side, in fact, the wake is not at all terrifying as imagined.
 Probably because it was an elder who died, and an elder who was very kind in the past. When I think about it, they all looked like gentle and loving ones before they were alive, so they are not afraid.
 Lying in the coffin is nothing but a useless body left behind. What's so scary about the body? Not to mention so many people there.
 The sound of playing cards continued until the night fell, and Ren Yifei stood up and said that he was going to the thatched hut.
 The few people playing cards didn't turn their heads: "Go, go, don't fall into the pit."
 "Fuck you, I can't drop anyone who falls into the pit."
 In the country houses of this era, the thatched huts were all in the backyard, so he ran to the backyard.
 As expected, the thatched hut was in the backyard, opposite the firewood shed. As soon as he entered the backyard, he could smell the thatched hut.
 The yard is not small, with banana trees and pomegranates planted in the corners, a pig and a few chickens, and an abandoned well, which looks like the backyard of an ordinary farmhouse.
 He got into the hut, but did not go to the toilet.
 Ren Yifei rubbed his face with both hands, like peeling off a piece of human skin, his face no longer had the escape and innocence of 'A Fei', he was a calm and calm man at first glance.
 It's not Ah Fei, he is Ren Yifei.
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 There is a new player in the Infinite World, he is hidden in the crowd of NPCs. Only at the end did everyone get given a surprise:
 “Huh? What’s this? Is it the ghost card you were looking for?” Ren Yi waved the spoils in his hand with an innocent-looking face.
 During the funeral vigil, he ate melon as the pampered A Fei.
 In the apartment full of hidden dangers, he was the harmless and helpless blind young man, Song Bozhi
 At the banquet of monsters, he was the powerful and arrogant demon crane lord.
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 The world regained consciousness.
 It was surprised to find ‘little animals’ doing a lot of ‘unauthorised’ things on its body.
 At midnight, in the year of 2018, a voice appeared in the minds of all citizens: “Hello, parasites.”
 A reaper gong, who doesn’t like to talk and strikes once to hit ten VS a fake white lotus and river god shou, who pits to kill.
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 A mysterious natural phenomenon caused the Earth to be plunged into darkness. The world turned into an endless bloody chaos and mankind is on the brink of extinction…
 Chu Yun Sheng, an ordinary white-collar worker, discovered his family heirloom book shining a bizarre light by accident. Out of curiosity, he tried to study the heirloom book.
 After a long research, he still only understood a few symbols written in the ancient book. However, he was shocked when he figured out what messages the ancient book tried to tell him: the sun will disappear, and humanity is doomed…
 He tried to spread the message, but no one believed him; his family and friends even tried to take him to see the psychiatrist. Eventually, he gave up telling anyone, but prepared for the apocalypse in secret.
 Until one day– the sun really disappeared…
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 I shall die and die again to know that life is inexhaustible.
 Rabindranath Tagore [Stray Birds].
 -&gt; Reset world
 The ghost monsters are resetting…. The world is resetting… Resurrecting all the players… Other than [Core Player], all other player’s memories are erased… Relationship meter is erased…
 ! Warning ! Detected [Player X]’s memory is still partially retained.
 Resetting player again.
 ! Warning ! [Player X]’s memory imprint is too deep to be erased.
 Deleting the player.
 ! Warning ! [Player X] is an important character and cannot be deleted.
 …..
 Override the bug, reset the world to the beginning.
 ***After completing the Nth+1 time of resetting***
 **Instance is restarting**
 ! Warning ! [Player X] has made contact with [Core Player].
 ! Warning ! [Player X]’s feelings towards [Core Player] has exceeded the maximum threshold.
 ! Warning ! [Player X] and [Core Player] are commencing indescribable actions.
 ! Warning! The following content cannot be displayed according to the relevant rules and regulations.
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 In the year of 2013, the tide of zombies outbreak exploded in everyone homeland, humanity launches a large-scale battle in the endless nights awaiting for the arrival of the dawn.
 The end is approaching, is there going to be a way out for them?
 Their faiths were shattered into pieces and buried in ashes in the raging fire.
 But within the blazing fire, a newborn hope arise once again.
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 In the year 1368, at the end of July, deep crimson shall descend from the heavens.
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 Ling Huaan possessed peculiar eyes. He couldn’t see the living, but he has the ability to see ghosts. He runs a small supermarket with his profit obviously earned from the living people. But in fact, his massive income actually comes from finding out the cause of death of the wronged souls and helping them enter the cycle of reincarnation.
 There is a saying that has been circulating in the Underworld:
 The grocery store’s door is open. Ghosts must not come in if they have no money!
 Jiang Chengyan is the captain of the criminal investigation team of Yuncheng Municipal Bureau.
 He is busy everyday, and often works overtime. His dinner would mostly be instant noodles he had bought from the supermarket near the gate.
 But every time he went out shopping, he would always sense the gloomy atmosphere surrounding the market. But he’s a firm atheist, so it‘s reasonable for him to go. (Actually, I think the supermarket owner is quite a good-looking fellow and has good disposition.)
 By an incidental chance, Ling Huaan suddenly received a huge order. If he could do it, he will no longer have to worry about food and clothing in his lifetime. But it’s quite difficult, thus, Ling Hua’an naturally approached Jiang Chengyan.
 Afterwards, Jiang Chengyan who is a firm atheist, had his three views broken, and it was really sweet…
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 Ning Su’s hair is soft, his skin is pale, his expression is slightly sluggish, his body is thin, and he is out of place in the crowd of passers-by.
 He listened to the people around him discussing how to clear the level of this dungeon, and asked: “I survived the level, does it count as clearing the level?”
 The people around looked at him like a fool: What a pity.
 After entering the dungeon, Ning Su really started to live a life of his own.
 If there is a gloomy skull on the castle, Ning Su will pick it up and make it into a night light to sleep beautifully.
 The waterfall turned into blood, and he took the stew in a small milk pot, his eyes shining brightly.
 Occasionally, he will also make small clothes for ghosts crawling on the ground.
 Later, he really survived, the NPCs are sticky to him, the ghost master followed him and called him ‘mother’, and he still had the bloody heart of the flower god in his chest.
 “…”
 For Ning Su, there is food and drink in the infinite horror world, which is much more wonderful than his previous life.
 He lived in the doomsday era and used to be a supernatural being, but his supernatural power is different. He is a special dark supernatural being who can absorb all dark things.
 The person in charge of the base asked him to purify the zombies and sent him to the zombie group.
 He turned into a little dark zombie.
 Humans did not like him, all dark beings loved him.
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 The evil creatures in the three thousand worlds know that killing all human players who had lost themselves and preventing them from clearing a level and go through rebirth is the meaning of their existence.
 The Scythe Knight(Centaur) held a crescent scimitar with blood dripping on the forest floor. The horse hooves trembled and the Knight panted.
 Staring at the girl in black, he said: “You… You can really run!”
 His four hooves can’t outrun a human girl’s two legs! What a disgrace this is to him!
 “Come, continue chasing me. I’ll let you hehehe~”
 Scythe Knight: “Chase what woman! Go to the next clearance point! Get out!”
 “You’ve been chasing me for so long and you know me by now. Why don’t you give me some souvenirs, little horse?”
 Scythe Knight: ??? I think you’re ignorant of the system here.
 System: Congratulations to Player•Shi Yu for snatching the mane of the Scythe Knight. It can be made into winter clothes, gloves, etc.
 The bald Scythe Knight lay on the ground and gloated at the misfortune of the next evil creature as the girl vanished on his spot.
 Lao Tzu cannot let this professional parkour player leave the other Evil creatures alone. Let’s all suffer!
 Next stop Evil Creature: ??? Don’t let her come here!!!
 The three thousand worlds’ ultimate boss has heard the evil creatures crying at each other, saying that their possessions were snatched by the professional parkour player!
 Intrigue by these rumors, the Cthulhu himself turned into a beautiful human male and said, “Let’s see if that little girl dare snatch something from this Lord!”
 However, after lurking to Shiyu’s side, the Cthulhu said: “This human being was so bold that she dares to snatch the heart of this Lord!”
 System: Congratulations to Player•Shi Yu for getting the crazy and paranoid love of the Boss. This thing is non-physical and is extremely lethal. Use it with caution.
 Shi Yu: ???
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 On a dull morning, after waking up, Su Wanwan found that she had undergone a dull rebirth, reborn back to her elementary school days.
 In the beginning, Su Wanwan felt melancholy that she was about to end her primary school life by pretending to be a few grades ahead of the talented boy. She lowered her head and kicked the shuttlecock, and then raised her head, the teachers and classmates around her became distorted phantoms. She was in a beautiful courtyard, and behind her was a woman who shouted at her to go back to eat.
 ——In less than a day of being reborn, she crossed again? ! !
 Since she has not passed CET 4 in English, Su Wanwan is a little angel at home, and she studies hard. In high school, she ran into a man who liked to wear a black cloak and a big hood, and looked like a serial killer.
 Su Wanwan shamelessly became the Yangou who was once despised, bowed down under the black cloak of the blond, blue-eyed and white-skinned little brother, and started the road of chasing people, but the little brother who seemed to be extraordinarily abstinent was Excessive chase [eat hands and hands.jpg]
 After they were together, Su Wanwan realized that she had jumped into a big pit of her own accord…
 In the crowd, standing beside the traffic light, she was petite and like a shining pearl, hitting his heart everywhere. 
 after many years: 
 Su Wanwan: I’m sorry, my mother doesn’t let me play with foreigners. 
 Reaper: Don’t make trouble, how many spoons of milk powder should I put? How many milliliters of water should be added? 
 One sentence introduction: The baby has to give birth to find out that her husband’s occupation is death
 Read the guide: 
 1. Comprehensive horror, it is set that the heroine will not have relevant film and television memories in this world, the whole writing is relatively slow and life-like, and the horror film will also become a cheerful and relaxed cookie, a self-cutting work, if you mind Be cautious 
 2. They are all old films. The opening chapter is about the death series, which may be a bit long. There will be other horror film and television world tours later. 
 3. There is no doubt that the male protagonist is a god of death, and he is cool outside and milking the baby at home 
 4. The update is kept daily, and the addition is calculated separately
 Content Tags: Horror Western Roman Rebirth Sweet Text 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Su Wanwan ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others: 
 One sentence introduction: The baby has to give birth to find out that her husband’s occupation is death 
 Purpose: to fill regrets, to pursue love bravely, to be kind to others
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 After inheriting the Xuandu Temple, Chu Yue descended from the mountain to look for the sect’s disciples. An upper class couple suddenly came up to her, claiming that she was their long-lost daughter, and that she had a childhood engagement.
 However, her brand new fiancé despised her, “You’re not even worthy of being compared to Tongtong!”
 Chu Tong acted pitiful: “Little sister, it’s all my fault…”
 Her parents and the rest of the world: “Tongtong is also a victim, be more forgiving.”
 Disciple 1, the handsome billionaire Ning Ke: “What made you think you’re a match for our Sect Master?”
 Disciple 2, the famous actress, who happens to be a seductive fox demon, Jiu Zhao: “You’re just a cuckoo pretending to be a phoenix.”
 Disciple 3, the cold and merciless leader of the Supernatural Affairs Office, Xue Dongyang: “Disrespecting our Sect Master? Take them down.”
 Oh, so that’s where all the disciples were.
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 In the day, Chu Yue tells fortunes, fixes feng shui and exorcises malicious spirits. At night, she helps ghosts come to terms with their ghastly fates. Her life since leaving the mountain is so fulfilling that she has already forgotten about her ‘real’ family. By the time she remembered to check on them, the Chu family had already fallen.
 Chu Yue’s fans: “Sect Master, you don’t have to bother with low-lifes like them, just focus on your career! We’ll handle the rest!”
 The downfall of the world, a black-haired demon god clad in red, holds Chu Yue’s hand bashfully, “Please take it easy on me, Sect Master.”
 Chu Yue: “…no thank you, is it too late to return to the mountain?”
 Strong angelic-looking Sect Master with a black yet soft heart X Demonic-looking but innocent and shy Demon God
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 On that day, the fog blocked everything. 
 On that day, he became the captain of a ghost ship. 
 On that day, he stepped through the thick fog and confronted a completely subverted and fragmented world— the old order had vanished, strange phenomena dominated the endless seas beyond civilized society, and isolated island city-states and fleets of ships challenged the sea that had become the last ember of lights for the civilized world. All of this while the shadows of the old days were still stirring in the deep sea, waiting to devour this world that was about to die. 
 But for the new captain of the ghost ship Vanished, there was only one question he had to consider first — Who knows how to drive this ship?!
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 "Doctor, it seems that the game I made has become a reality." 
 "Isn't this great? Nowadays, people are under so much work pressure, but you can get rid of it, play in the world, and live the life of your dreams." 
 "But I am a ghost story game designer. I have conceived 126 murder cases and created dozens of murderers with different personalities. In order to find materials, I have also watched 95 thriller movies, four There are more than one hundred horror comics and more than two thousand urban ghost stories collected. Now, they all seem to have become true!" 
 "Then...do you think I look familiar?"
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