Shen Ye walked out of the bar and went straight to the opposite side of the street.
He sat down in the shade of a large tree, looking down at the sword in his hand.
The blade was like water, reflecting his face.
Suddenly.
A phrase from the past surged into his heart.
"You are truly lonely."
Countless figures appeared in his memory, then quickly disappeared.
No,
The enemies were too many, too strong, and he really didn't want to drag anyone into this pit anymore.
—Even history was created by them.
The entire world was their experimental field; they just needed to watch the development, seizing everything at the right moment.
How is this game supposed to be played?
You can't win!
Shen Ye silently pondered.
A moment.
Lines of small, glowing words quietly emerged, interrupting his train of thought:
"Entry 'Living Dad' is being activated, prepared to take effect."
"This is an entry jointly created by you and the Dharma Realm."
