With a single thought, a cold wind rises; with a single sword, snow and wind arrive.Don't ask about the road ahead, ask where your heart belongs.A single thought, a single sword follows the wind, and all things in the world are within my heart.
Chu Jun transmigrated to a parallel world where game genres were extremely scarce.In this world, regardless of the game, there was only one type: turn-based games.Obtaining the Super Game Design System, Chu Jun emptied his pockets and bought out an old game server that had been operating for twenty
“What is this? Is your Driver just a toy?”Su Ming: “Don't worry, the goods I sell guarantee transformation, fake ones are ten times the price!”“Damn, that expensive?”“Is yours expensive? Why did I buy it so cheap?”“Shopkeeper, are you robbing the rich to give to the poor?”Su Ming: “I treat everyone