In the sorrowful sound of the guitar, Zhao Lei's vision turned pitch black. The black and white ink-like screen unfolded one by one, introducing the name list of the game's developers and cast members.
The sound of the news report was also telling the players what the world would look like after the outbreak of the plague.
The outbreak of diseases, thousands of corpses piled up on the streets, vaccines failed, the city was listed as a martial law zone, residents rebelled, food rations were insufficient, Firefly organization launched a riot ...
20 years later, summer.
Qiaoer woke up from his nightmare.
The story had just begun.
Zhao Lei had not yet recovered from the earlier opening.
"What do you mean? An opening kill? She's just a little girl, and she died the moment she came up?"
Zhao Lei had thought that this little girl would be a key character in the game and should be protected until she escaped. Why did the plot suddenly stop here?
