Chapter 42 - 46 Harvest
42: Chapter 46 Harvest
42 -46 Harvest
There was no delay or dizziness, and the scene before his eyes instantly changed back to the familiar bedroom where he had lived for seventeen years.
Li Cheng turned his head to look at the alarm clock on the table.
The clock hands showed the exact same time as when he entered the task, meaning that from the perspective of the real world, he had never left.
‘If a player dies in a script task and is teleported out as a corpse, then to others, it would seem that the person was fine one second and then suddenly lost their head the next, which must be quite a bizarre scene…’
Thinking this, Li Cheng’s usually stoic expression broke, and he hastily pulled an Odor Remover from his Backpack and sprayed himself chaotically.
The hacking and slashing just now had been too unrestrained, and he hadn’t noticed the blood that had splattered all over him, making a dirty mess.
“If only the killing field game came with a cleaning function, I could shout ‘Main God!
Clean everyone!
Deduct the points from me!'”
Li Cheng muttered to himself, took off his dirty clothes, and stowed them in his Backpack.