独狼玩家

Heaven, Hell, Valoran, Faerûn, the Starcraft universe, Azeroth, the zombie apocalypse, Arad-all of these were once vibrant, living worlds. Now, they have been conquered by players, turned into eternal dungeons for future adventurers to explore. The players laugh triumphantly, declaring this as an invasion of the virtual into reality, of the known into the unknown. Through their relentless efforts, they believe the entire multiverse will one day become a colossal, living game. But one player sees things differently. "What? Lone wolf players can't form parties? All dungeons and exploration missions are single-player and locked to a solo faction mode? And the difficulty is massively increased? This is straight-up orphan mode!" "What? Hunting other players earns rewards, and I can drag my prey into my mission world? Hold up, let me contact some clients. Hey, anyone hiring assassins? Grand opening special-90% off! One order, lifelong satisfaction!" Sitting atop a mountain of player corpses, Su Muzhe surveyed the mission world he'd left in ruins. Above his head, the glimmering "Lone Wolf" title shone brightly. Counting the loot from his prey's treasure chests, he licked his lips with satisfaction. "Next mission, I should lure in a few more guilds for the slaughter."