It was supposed to be a casual game, but the Long March dungeon brought tears to everyone's eye

At this moment, the popularity of Kuang Ge's live stream broke through the ceiling.

It wasn't because he played so well, but because his "misery" was so real that everyone doubted whether they were in a parallel world.

#CrazyBrotherWasBeatenAndCried#

#There are no shortcuts in the Snow Mountain instance#

#TheMostHardcoreGameEver#

Several related terms shot up to the top of the trending searches like rockets.

Human joys and sorrows are not shared, but the human instinct to join in the fun is universal.

Seeing the usually arrogant and domineering top streamer being tortured to the point of near death by a "crap game," the other streamers couldn't sit still anymore.

A high-end e-sports apartment in Shanghai.

"Bang!"

An expensive tomato mouse was smashed on the table.

"Damn! What kind of incredible luck did this madman have?"

The man who spoke had a buzz cut, sharp eyes, and was wearing a team uniform with the team's logo printed on it.

His name is "Eagle Eye," and he is widely recognized as the top technical streamer on the internet. His live stream consistently tops the charts, and his main focus is on "hardcore" and "technical" skills.

Even in the most difficult shooting games, he can still laugh and joke while headshotting enemies.

But today, his popularity was completely drained by Crazy Brother.

Hawkeye stared at the staggering figure on the screen, a disdainful sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Walking simulators can become popular? This generation of viewers must be out of touch with reality."

He turned on the microphone and spoke sarcastically to his live stream, which still had hundreds of thousands of die-hard fans.

"Brothers, don't be fooled."

"This so-called 'hardcore' is nothing more than raising the environmental values ​​and trying to attract attention by torturing players."

"If we're really talking about hardcore skills, we have to look at how they're executed."

Immediately, some people started making a fuss in the comments.

"Hawkeye, why don't you go check it out?"

"Exactly! Let's show Brother Kuang what the physical abilities of a professional player are like!"

"Let's expose this fraud! Let's reveal the numerical traps in that lousy game!"

Hawkeye raised an eyebrow; why not take advantage of this free publicity?

"Alright, since everyone wants to see, I'll go and meet this Luo An Studio."

Hawkeye clicked on the download link, his eyes filled with arrogance.

"I will complete the game as quickly as possible to show everyone that skill is still king in this game."

"As for willpower? That's an excuse only newbies need!"

……

At the same time, in another live stream room.

A pink background wall, expensive fill lights.

"Ruan Ruan" is the top beauty in the category. She can earn millions a month just by acting cute in front of the camera and doing a suggestive dance.

But today, all her top male fans went to watch that "Snow Mountain Survival" thing.

As Ruan Ruan watched her popularity score steadily drop, a sense of crisis suddenly arose within her.

"Babies~ Is this game really that fun?"

She spoke in a soft, high-pitched voice, blinking her large, expressive eyes at the camera.

"I heard the scenery is beautiful, why don't we go try it? It'll be a good way to change things up for everyone~"

She had a well-thought-out plan in mind.

This kind of scenic game is perfect for her "clumsy beauty" persona.

Once inside, all you have to do is say a couple of times that it's cold, act cute, and strike a few nice poses for screenshots, and those straight male fans will be heartbroken and shower you with gifts.

As for the difficulty?

Just kidding, what game company would actually make things difficult for female players?

If you cry a little when the time comes, the system will definitely give you a notification.

Ruan Ruan confidently clicked the download button.

……

At this moment, Luo An had already gambled away all the emotional points he had just earned.

"Redeem the [Extreme Cold Environment - Nerve Erosion Sound Pack (Advanced Version)]: This pack features auditory hallucinations triggered by low temperatures, the faint cracking of bones as they freeze, and the muffled tinnitus that occurs when blood flow slows down."

"Redeem the [Deep Physiological Collapse Module - Hunger Reset]: Deeply simulates the burning pain of stomach acid corroding the stomach wall, the brain nerve spasms after blood sugar is depleted, and the exhaustion illusion that the body begins to devour its own muscles in order to obtain energy."

"Exchange for the [Basic NPC Intelligent Dialogue Module]: Grant core NPCs the ability to provide real-time, context-based feedback."

[Redeem successful! The materials have been implemented in the "Red Expedition" instance.]

Looking at the now-empty emotion value, Luo An smirked and murmured.

"Welcome to...the snow-capped mountains of 1935."

……

The game world, the spawn point.

Light and shadow recombine, and the world transforms from nothingness into reality.

Eagle Eyes opened his eyes, but before he could even see the scene clearly, a gust of wind accompanied by a whistling sound blew fiercely in.

"Cough cough cough!"

Caught off guard, Hawkeye felt a gust of cold air rush into his lungs, and the real feeling of suffocation made him cough violently.

Even as a former professional player with excellent physical abilities, he was stunned in that instant.

The sound of the wind... is so realistic.

It wasn't like the sound effects I heard through headphones; it was like they were drilling directly into my brain through my eardrums, scratching my head painfully.

He instinctively reached for the gun, but found his fingers stiff as carrots, completely unresponsive.

Not far from him, a sharp scream pierced the wind and snow.

"Ouch—! That hurts! What is this?!"

Ruan Ruan almost collapsed the moment she landed.

The thin beginner's outfit she wore, specially chosen for the live stream effect, couldn't withstand the cold wind.

The cold wind made her feel cold and painful, so Ruanruan could only scream and frantically grab at the air, trying to bring up the system panel.

"Shut down the pain receptors! Shut down the pain receptors now!"

But in this extremely cold environment, her fingers trembled so much that she couldn't even press the virtual buttons accurately.

What devastated her even more was the meticulously applied makeup on her face—a makeup she had done in real life and then mapped into the game through facial scanning.

At that moment, tears welled up naturally and instantly froze on my face.

The eyeliner smudged, the eyelashes froze, and the whole face looked like a ghost.

"My face...it hurts so much..."

Ruan Ruan covered her face and squatted in the snow. She had lost all her former beauty and looked like a crazy woman who had just crawled out of a coal mine.

The gentlemen in the live stream were all dumbfounded.

"Holy crap, is that Softie?"

"This is so realistic! Her makeup's all smudged from the cold?"

"Even though it's terrible, why do I feel like laughing...?"

"This game is way too hardcore! It doesn't give you any time to get used to it!"

On the other hand, Hawkeye, although he was also freezing, was, after all, a hardcore gamer.

He forced back the trembling in his body, quickly adjusted his breathing, and tried to use that "game logic" to fight against his physiological instincts.

"Stop yelling!" Hawkeye roared at Softie. "The more you yell, the colder it gets! Move if you don't want to die!"

Hawkeye looked around, searching for mission guidance.

Soon, he saw the group of people.

Those NPCs, dressed in rags and looking like beggars.

Hawkeye frowned.

"These are my teammates? A bunch of beggars?"

He walked up to the one-armed man, who was also the old squad leader.

The old sergeant was using his rough hands to help a young soldier adjust his leg wraps.

Upon seeing the two newcomers, a complex glint flashed in the old squad leader's eyes, a result of the recent system upgrade.

"New recruit, what are you standing there for?" The veteran sergeant stood up, his voice hoarse but steady. "If you don't want to turn into an ice sculpture, then join the ranks."

Hawkeye snorted coldly, ignoring the old sergeant's concern, and directly extended his hand, showing no manners whatsoever.

Give me a weapon.

The old squad leader was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

"I said, weapons." Hawkeye pointed impatiently to the rifle on the old sergeant's back.

"Is this a war game? How am I supposed to fight without a gun? Am I supposed to just walk until the enemy dies?"

The viewers in the live stream also joined in the commotion.

"Exactly! Hawkeye is a sniper god! Give him a gun, and he can carry the whole team!"

"Hurry up and give us a gun! This NPC looks so stupid."

The old squad leader's gaze darkened as he looked at Hawkeye's matter-of-fact attitude.

But he didn't say anything. He just silently took the long spear that he had been carrying wrapped in rags off his back and handed it over.

"Use it sparingly," the old squad leader whispered, "This is an old buddy of yours."

Hawkeye snatched the gun, not even listening to what the old sergeant was saying.

In his eyes, this was just a prop, a data model that could kill someone simply by pulling the trigger.

But when the cold barrel touched his hand and its heavy weight pressed against his palm, Hawkeye's expression changed.

This was not any of the "divine weapons" he was familiar with.

There is no tactical rail, no red dot sight, and no ergonomic grip.

Even... the wood on the stock was covered in sizing, and several layers of dark duct tape were wrapped around the cracks.

Hawkeye stood frozen in place as the wind and snow howled.

Holding this weapon that looked like a fire poker in his hand, he began to doubt his own "skills" for the first time.

This thing... can kill people?