As the game began, Jia Shi felt as if he had fallen into a dream, suddenly awakening in a confusion-filled darkness.
A light appeared before his eyes.
Beneath his feet were mottled, ancient stone slabs, with stubborn tufts of grass forcing their way through the crevices, the fresh scent of foliage wafting under his nose.
On both sides were walls filled with scratches, towering ten meters high, resembling a passageway stretching to the horizon.
Some white crystals were embedded in the brick walls, and it was the halo cast by these crystals that allowed Jia Shi to see everything around him clearly.
He reached out with his hand, grasping one of the white crystals, attempting to pull it out, but it wouldn't budge.
"As expected, it's just a backdrop, but wait..."
He stared blankly at his hand. The rough texture of the wall he felt when he touched it, and the slight grit that fell as he pulled at the crystal with force, provided him with a game experience he had never had before—
