Lone: The Wanderer - Chapter 47Book 1: : Icy Chill and Quest Accepted

“Doc, it’s like the game I made is becoming a reality.”“Isn’t that nice? People are under so much pressure at work these days, but you can get away from it all, play the game, and live the life of your dreams.”“But I’m a famous ghost story game designer, I’ve conceived one hundred and twenty-six mu*der cases, portrayed dozens of mu*derers with different personalities, and to find material I’ve watched ninety-five thriller movies, more than four hundred horror comics, and collected more than two thousand urban weird tales. Now they all seem to be true!”“So …… do I look familiar to you?”

The prospective college student Luo Ji, who is enjoying the last summer of the third year of high school, has undergone earth-shaking changes at this moment after accepting the invitation of the game friend and becoming the player of the game of “Civilization Rise”.
This is a war game between the world and the world, and it is a fierce collision between civilization and civilization!
To annex the five continents, sweeping across the three oceans, and see how Luo Ji led his people, in this powerful enemy look around, the battlefield of the heroes to fight for a battle to the most powerful imperial civilization!

- Description from uukanshu translation

The first time she bumped into him, she wiped her sweat on his suit, and he took it off and said to throw it away.The second time she knocked over a bucket of water, splashing his shoes and pants, he actually threw away his shoes and socks!Gu Yan was thoroughly unsettled, a germophobic fussiness is an illness that needs treatment!What happens when a man whose cleanliness drives everyone crazy meets a carefree woman?One day, Young Master Tang cornered Miss Gu against the wall, “Let's talk about the question of taking responsibility!”

The world was destroyed, the apocalypse descended, a new era began, and the right to survive as a Lord was granted to every person.Domains, Heroes, Troops, Treasures, Resources—all of the countless servers constructed by the myriad continents were opened up.Qin Muye looked at his panel, which was akin to cannon fodder, and his domain with its damaged suffix, and felt a strong urge to cry but no tears would come.No divine talent, no hidden hints, no overpowered Profession.“If that's the case, then I'll just have to adapt and live in a different way.”