Number One Player

Title: Ready Player One

Author: Nanshan Hemu

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When the game reappeared in reality, the world went mad.

[Alias ​​of this article] "The protagonist part-time part-time behind-the-scenes big boss" "The hero who doesn't want to play games is not a good devil" "The shocking daily life of the world"

[Serious copy] Shang Yinhe thought he was just playing games until he found out in horror:

All the games he played have been reproduced in the real world!

The world took a strange turn.

【Irregular scripture】

Expert: There must be a mastermind behind the earth's mutation!

Shang Yinhe: That's me.

Crowd: The hero who saves the world is beautiful and prosperous!

Shang Yinhe: That's me.

Earth: Thanks to the Guardian Alliance for protecting me.

Shang Yinhe: That's me too.

#It's me, it's me, it's me#

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Search keywords: protagonist: Shang Yinhe ┃ supporting role: everyone in the changing times ┃ others: independent games, world change

One-sentence introduction: the protagonist part-time job as a behind-the-scenes boss

Brief review of the work:

Shang Yinhe strayed into the world transformed by games. He originally thought he was just playing games, until he found out in horror that all the games he played had been reproduced in the real world! The world turned to a strange trajectory, and Shang Yinhe, the mastermind behind the scenes, also began to make arrangements in the real world and disrupt the future. This article is very open-minded and innovative, and vividly demonstrates the changes of the times after the realization of small games into reality. In the face of the chaotic situation, the response measures of countries around the world and the shocking daily life of people from all walks of life are all described with meticulous images, which is amazing.

Chapter 1 The Demon King with a Confused Face

where am I?

What do I want to gān?

Shang Yinhe was dumbfounded and found that he was standing on the green grassland inexplicably, and he saw a 2D hand-painted animation-like scenery.

The flowers seem to be painted on the ground, the trees have no delicate branches and leaves, the mountain peaks are a green arc, and even the sun in the sky is a perfunctory big orange circle with two dots and a line. Make a smile.

Right in front of Shang Yinhe, a path winds its way into the distance.

What's even more strange is that strange music sounded from nowhere, surrounding him.

Shang Galaxy is full of question marks:

He was obviously staying in his room, why did he suddenly come to this place?

Are you dreaming?

He tried pinching himself.

No pain.

Is it really dreaming?

Intuition is beating faintly, as if prompting him something.

Shang Yinhe tentatively touched the ground, and when he started, it was smooth, so smooth that it didn't look like it was in the real world.

In this silence, the voice of the narrator came leisurely in the distance:

"You are a devil."

With this voice, Shang Yinhe was instantly changed into a dark, tattered beggar's cloak.

emmmmm...

Shang Yinhe looked at himself up and down, and couldn't help but feel deep doubts:

The Demon King wears this kind of thing, who are you deceiving?

Is it so unlined?

Ignoring Shang Yinhe's little actions, the narrator is still talking slowly:

"The Demon King has a towering castle!"

"The devil raised his flag, and the monsters are about to swarm!"

The voice of the narrator became excited, showing a hundred thousand passion:

"Let the monsters be your subordinates and live in your castle!"

"Let the monsters pay the rent and resist the brave!"

"Let the monsters be born and bred, and achieve the most powerful army of demon kings!"

The narrator paused, and ended his introduction with the highest voice:

"Tremble! Our goal is to conquer the world!"

Shang Yinhe waited on the spot for a while, but did not wait for the next words. Only then did he confirm that the voice had finished speaking.

However, this amount of information is too small, right?

Shang Yinhe was about to give himself a black question mark face.

What the hell happened to him?

What is this place?

Why is he here?

What kind of devils and monsters are the narrators talking about?

And why does this world look so strange?

And, what is this strange musical sound that has always existed?

He stood where he was, not daring to move, and looked around for a while, but only saw that the surroundings were quiet and nothing happened.

He tentatively walked back and forth, left and right, and the world still looked like that two-dimensional painting style, and the motionless arc-shaped peaks had been standing in the distance.

This is not a dream.

Shang Yinhe was sure that he was sober and clear-thinking.

He had so-called lucid dreams, and he knew what it was like to be lucid.

This is not a lucid dream.

This is a real world with strange rules.

I don't know why he would

In this place, however, one has to live well.

He decided to be careful, explore the world, first ensure that he can survive, and then explore those "whys".

He touched the grass growing on the ground, but the grass stayed still.

He touched the towering trees, which stood upright and ignored him.

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