World Traveler in Marvel

Suzuki Satoru felt that he had failed in this life. In reality, it doesn’t matter if his parents die young and he has no friends. He can still endure it by contributing to his boss’s money-making plans like a worker ant every day. But why was he the one who was bullied in the game? It was because he chose the alien species when he created his character. Walking home, he secretly clenched his fists and finally sighed. The world has been completely controlled by capitalism. If ordinary people do not have great talents or great opportunities, they can only stand at the bottom of society without any hope of improvement. Ordinary people can only find a bit of freedom in games, and when it comes to games, although he is still the one being bullied in the game, he also met a like-minded person yesterday. Tachimi, a man who regards helping the weak as his creed, might have retired from this game called yggdrasil if it hadn't been for his help yesterday. Fortunately, I met Taqimi yesterday, and he had already made an agreement with him to play in the game together in the future. "Well, it's almost the appointed time." He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. Suzuki Satoru quickened his pace slightly. He had made friends for the first time, so he couldn't be late. Crossing two streets, Suzuki Satoru came to a seven-story apartment. Room 401, unit three, was his home. Thanks to his parents who died young, he also owned a house of about square meters. At least you don't have to worry about where to live. Picking up the key and unlocking the door, he looked at the dark void in the center of the living room and a man with a rifle in his hand, dressed in white. The collection of this site is incomplete, please 'Gege Party', if you are already in Gege Party, please close the browsing Install the ad blocking plug-in to display all chapter content

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