Pigeon by the Window

I, Fang Cheng, an Immortal.
Although I had developed many hit games, there was one question I never quite figured out.
Games, why are you fun?

To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

This planet was akin to Earth, yet the star it orbited had died, transforming into a dim, lightless black dwarf star.


As his gaze landed on the black dwarf star overhead, Fang Cheng realized that this star wasn't particularly old, but due to problems with the laws here, it had perished. Its heart had extinguished, leaving behind only a completed stellar corpse.


Due to the absence of sunlight, there were hardly any plants on this planet, and the cold climate filled the place with ice and snow, sealing it in a frozen tomb.


Even though the environment was extremely harsh, within the cracks of the planet's crust, some plants still struggled to survive by relying on geothermal heat, and there were even multicellular organisms that subsisted on the sparse oxygen these plants produced, prolonging their species.


Chapter 51 You're still here! (Three more)_1