Wen Zhengming is a time traveler. He has been traveling to the current world for twenty-four years.

This is an ordinary world, with no heroes who come and go, and no immortal cultivators who move mountains and fill the seas.

Wen Zhengming is also an ordinary time traveler.

Except for his parents' death and being alone, he does not seem to be in line with the characteristics of a time traveler at all.

"Twenty-four years are a round, and I have lived for another twenty-four years."

In the study, Wen Zhengming sat in front of the computer, a little dazed.

There are various books on the four walls of the room, such as supernatural stories, myths, historical legends, etc.

Wen Zhengming's current career is an online gunman. He has been single for many years and has barely lived with good hands.

But I just barely live. This way of living is not aggrieved, but it is extremely tragic.

It's ridiculous to say that it's only been forty years in two lifetimes, but it's like a life of misery.

"God, this bizarre thing has happened during time travel. Can't I make my life a little more magnificent?"

Wen Zhengming leaned against the table and said to himself in a vicissitudes of life, but in the end he only sighed himself.

This is how life is waiting for miracles every day, but there are not so many miracles in this world. Most of them are content with the status quo and live in vain.

"It's better to have a game of kings!"

Wen Zhengming shook his head and skillfully turned on his phone. People like him only had games to waste their lives.

"Ti fans..."

A familiar voice came, Wen Zhengming moved his muscles and bones, but the familiar King's page did not appear after lowering his head.

Instead, it was a game page that Wen Zhengming had never seen before.

Under a pure white background, five azure texts appear in the center of the screen: Game designer.

The picture is rough and inferior.

Wen Zhengming unconsciously thought of Zhazhahui.

"The old bastard has brought a bunch of children. He was not so hooligan in the game before."

Wen Zhengming pulled the screen and was about to exit this page, but he could not find an exit sign on the entire screen.

Damn!

This is even more rogue than the old scumbag!

Wen Zhengming had no choice but to click the screen at all.

A delicate game dialog suddenly popped up on the screen, which seemed to be more refined than the king.

You should know that although a studio is called a mass grave, it has to be said that its picture quality is still very high-end.

"Is this painting style serious and the quality of the 50 cents just now?"

Wen Zhengming was a little interested. Did he encounter a game that made games with his heart and promoted them with his feet?

He reached out and clicked in, but the page that appeared disappointed Wen Zhengming.

On the mobile phone screen, there are only seven simple options: map editor, character editor, skill editor, sect editor, secret realm editor, miscellaneous editor and player qualification management and editing.

"I want to take back that sentence, this is still a third-rate web game."

Wen Zhengming shook his head and found the exit button on the screen, but he couldn't click it for a long time. Instead, he clicked it on the page of the character editor.

Swish!

A lot of data popped up on the page in an instant:

Character editing page:

Name: Not edited

Title: Not edited

Race: Not edited

Gender: Not edited

Level: Not edited

Blood volume: Not edited

Blue quantity: Not edited

Movement speed: Not edited

Physical strength: Not edited

Power: Not edited

Hide properties: Not edited

Skill: Not edited

Character background: Not edited

Teacher's background: Not edited

Exclusive Task: Not Edited

Hide Task: Not Edited

Wen Zhengming looked at the page on his phone and was a little speechless: "All games nowadays are so rogue? Don't you give me a chance to get together and part ways?"

After carefully browsing the content on the screen, Wen Zhengming roughly understood this game. Is this a game designed by himself?

"It seems...it's interesting."

Wen Zhengming touched his chin.

"Anyway, nothing happens, let's take a look!"

Wen Zhengming reached out to his phone screen and began to fill in the data.

But he soon discovered that these data were not filled out casually, and information such as background and characters showed that the designer's level was not enough to be filled out.

Information such as numerical values ​​has an upper limit, the upper limit of level is level 9, and other attributes can be filled up to 100.

"It's still very rigorous."

Wen Zhengming shrugged and then pulled all the values ​​into full.

Anyway, I just play casually. If it's fun, I'll consider continuing to play. If it's not fun, then see you again.

Fill in the page along the way. When he filled in the skills, Wen Zhengming realized that even the skills needed to be edited by himself to fill in.

"Are third-rate web games so complicated? Do you know that it's very persuasive to withdraw?"

Wen Zhengming had no choice but to save it, then transferred back to the main page and chose the skill editing, and then another page popped up:

Skill writing page:

Skill Name: Not Edited

Skill possession conditions: Not edited

Skill effect: Not edited

Skill effects: Not edited

As simple as ever, it can be seen that these two pages are made by one artist, and this artist aesthetic has begun to develop towards philosophy.

Such a disabled and strong-willed artist made Wen Zhengming look at the simple page and a little doubtful about his life.

Do you really want to continue playing?

In the end, Wen Zhengming started to fill in it. If he didn't fill it in now, wouldn't the character just now be filled in in vain?

As a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, Wen Zhengming compromised with his obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Although I don’t have any expectations, I still fill in it. If I lose, I will not lose. If I win, I will make sure I make a profit.

After selecting the editing page, Wen Zhengming edited two skills:

Skill 1:

Skill Name: Fear

Skill possession conditions: Race is a ghost

Skill effect: A fear effect is produced on all witnesses, and those with firm will can partially exempt them

Skill special effects: black air is plagued by it, causing visual impact on all witnesses

Skill 2:

Skill Name: Ghost Hand

Skill possession conditions: Race is a ghost

Skill effect: As the right hand of a single evil spirit, any person with weak will be touched by him will cause 20% of his life damage, and a firm will be partially exempted.
To be continued...