[The endless siege brought disasters that made people group together for survival but also scattered many smaller groups. When lonely survivors occasionally encountered each other by chance, they often ignored their differences and chose to cooperate during warti.
Mann used to be a frontline soldier, but after witnessing a mass execution, he beca a deserter. Emilia was a lawyer; before the war began, she lived with her father and sister in a luxurious villa.
She was the sole survivor of her family.
At least for now, they were content with each other's company and decided to find a less severely damaged house to hide in.]
Brother Yin looked at this scene, utterly thunderstruck.
The ga screen displayed the ti, temperature, and days in the top left corner.
This house wasn't very severely damaged?
Only two people were in the building, one nad Mann, a forr frontline soldier, and another nad Emilia, a lawyer.
The building had a massive hole that was about two stories high, rendering it unable to even keep the wind out; the house was riddled with large and small holes everywhere.
There was no valuable furniture in the room; even the chairs were makeshift wooden planks.
This was considered not very severely damaged?
He had never thought a ga would start this way.
After the initial tutorial, he realized that this ga wasn't about playing as heroes with weapons, saving everyone heroically like justice descending from the sky.
Here, we played as ordinary people, defenseless, without even food.
And this ga had only one objective: to survive.
To survive until the end of the war!
"A survival ga, huh? I've played way too many wilderness survival gas; this is nothing," Brother Yin shrugged it off.
He had played gas of this genre before; he just hadn't expected Black Star to create a ga like this.
As the head of Yoga ga platform, Teng Feng was deeply concerned about the release of these two gas.
He was familiar with their own ga, but he couldn't quite understand the ga produced by Sprout Studio.
It was said to be a war-thed ga, coincidentally competing with their prepared ga.
What a coincidence, he intentionally bumped the release date, absolutely not the the.
The mont the ga was released, he purchased the ga called "This is My War".
Everyone would feel surprised when entering the ga, even Teng Feng was no exception.
Seeing ga characters searching for food in the ruined building, he felt a bit puzzled.
Who said this was an FPS ga? Can you call this an FPS?
Unlike the previous two gas that required complex controls, this ga was simple to operate, needing only a few basic buttons and not requiring fast reflexes.
Brother Yin recalled a sentence he had seen in books before,
"I asked a chaplain accompanying the army if killing during war is permissible. The chaplain said it's fine as long as you don't enjoy killing."
He had only seen war in books and on television.
Later, he played so war gas, but in those gas, the protagonists were soldiers with guns, brave warriors breaking through enemy lines.
He had never been a civilian before.
In the first few days of the ga, he went outside every night to collect food from abandoned, dilapidated buildings.
By now, his shelter had three people, one more survivor from outside.
On the fifth night, Brother Yin went out as usual to find food and tools. His face had lost its cheerful expression, and the atmosphere in the livestream room turned quiet.
The livestream room, once filled with thousands of viewers, now had only sporadic bullet comnts.
On the fifth night, Brother Yin chose to go to the supermarket.
Usually, you could find so remnants of food in places like supermarkets, just a few cans or other items could be very helpful.
As he entered, he noticed soone talking behind a wall.
Brother Yin crouched down and approached. A man in military uniform was speaking; he stood by the door, his back turned to Brother Yin. In front of him, a girl crouched on the ground, searching for useful items in the debris.
"That's a good na, fitting for such a beautiful face," the soldier joked.
"Thank you," the girl replied, still searching for supplies, looking sowhat bewildered.
"Looking for sothing?"
"I just want so food."
"Food? Poor girl, I can give you so food." The soldier's chest puffed out, striding towards the girl.
Watching through the crack in the door, Brother Yin couldn't take it anymore. He hadn't expected that even while searching for things in the supermarket, he'd witness a girl being harassed.
Seeing the soldier approaching, he kicked the girl to the ground.
Without hesitation, Brother Yin entered the room, switched weapons, charged forward, backstab!
The frightened girl fled, and Brother Yin didn't pursue her. He silently searched the soldier's belongings, getting 20 rounds of AK bullets and a bottle of alcohol from him.
Gripping the supplies, he stayed silent.
From the start of the ga until now, he had never killed anyone. But soone had attacked his shelter while he was out searching for supplies at night, stealing most of their belongings and injuring the person left behind in the house.
He had never seen a war ga so realistic.
Soldiers in war bore the duty of killing enemies. The battles between soldiers on both sides weren't a simple matter of right and wrong, but existed in a gray area of modern morality, often without distinct moral differences.
Would a person feel guilty upon awakening for the cris committed in their dreams, a sense of remorse?
These questions also applied to the actions players took in the ga world, even more acutely.
Players were conscious, had the ability to think rationally, and could fully control their actions without coercion or pressure—aning their choices were made voluntarily while fully awake.
Yet, when he saw the girl about to be harassed, he couldn't hold back.
The ga environnt was just too realistic, to the point that the characters' emotions within the ga were affected.
He himself was affected.
Initially, he didn't want to kill.
He scavenged honestly, was yelled at by others pointing guns at him, so he hurried ho. Occasionally, he would nervously steal things, causing the mood of those in the shelter to grow somber, full of various sadness.
Starvation, illness, complaints, crying, tantrums, and running away from ho—days filled with poverty, hardship, argunts, and chaos.
Until today, when he finally took action, killed soone, it felt as if he had broken a vow.
He picked up an axe and started killing, and sohow, life seed smoother.
But Brother Yin felt—heavily suffocated.
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