Pentacolored Seven Characters

It all started when the protagonist downloaded a game called "The Fool (Beta Version)," marking a pivotal shift in the style of his life. This was no ordinary game; it lacked visuals and music, composed solely of lines of text and a multitude of choices. Yet, each decision within the game had the power to alter the player's destiny, for on the other side of the game lay a real, unknown world.

Players were unable to physically enter this otherworld or see its landscapes, experiencing the alternate realm solely through text, vicariously living each step of their character's journey.

As the game progressed, not only could rewards from the game materialize in the real world, but creatures from the game began to appear in reality as well.

Then came the day the game was released for global public testing.

An era quietly unfolded, where the masses embarked on explorations and treasure hunts in an alternate universe through 'textual adventure,' heralding a new chapter of engagement and discovery.

This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous

The moon is bright tonight, and the starlight is dazzling.


Deep in Jie Lin, the men, women, and children of the Barbarian Tribe are dressed in their finest, holding torches and various offerings, all gathered around Moon Lake, making final preparations for the upcoming ceremony.


As the moon climbs higher in the sky, the priests ignite the bonfires around the altar, the flames rise, and the noise gradually subsides, immersing the entire tribe in a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.


On the central altar of the square in front of the lake, the Barbarian Clan Leader stands alone on the high platform, hands behind his back, expressionless as he watches the noisy scene below, but pondering repeatedly whether all preparations for the Moon Festival have been made.


For some reason, even though all preparations he could think of were complete, he couldn't shake the growing sense of unease, as if something had been overlooked.


Chapter 682: History Repeats Itself