Trash games kill me [holographic]

An Zhengchu stumbled and fell a thousand years later.Unidentified, penniless, and completely illiterate.It is a blessing in misfortune to receive a set of relief room and game cabin.In order to settle down in this strange future, An Zhengchu had no choice but to obey the arrangement of the planetary government, enter the third world, and start earning money from online games.Wait, he just got married in the game, why did he have an extra husband? ? ? *** Entered the game to play while on vacation, and finally earned a daughter-in-law.Regarding this, General Qin Han smiled: Baby, do you want to take the initiative to tell me your identity and address, or do you want me to go to the Interstellar Civil Affairs Bureau to check in person?An Zhengchu: ... how can the emotion of the game be taken seriously, it's all made of plastic!Qin Han: ...Then, he personally explained to An Zhengchu what is interstellar high-tech plastic.Dying An Zhengchu: ...Garbage games hurt me! ***An Zhengchu started to develop his own anchor career through games.Photos and videos of trips with the broken husband picked up in the garbage game were spread all over the world.An Zhengchu: Wait, is he so popular? ? ?Qin. Pseudo-commoner. True general. Han coughs lightly with a guilty conscience.Note: The writing in this article is poor/slow/slow/unclear/narrative/noobs/story is boring and does not clear mines.Content tags: A Soft Spot Traveling Through Time and Space Farming Literature and Interstellar┃ Search keywords: Protagonists: An Zhengchu, Qin Han