We attend school, find love, work, buy a house, pay our housing loans, insert weird faces in WeChat, watch roup of strange people entered this world, equipped in strange clothing and possessing extraordinary powers, cold-blooded killers! They call themselves [Players] Wait! Wait! You people want to killaround! You crazy bastards! I will fight you to the death! I will survive! NPC beating up Players! Original residents beating up Transrants! My world, my rules! What makes you think you bastards can co the path of the strongest saviour in history, one destined to be filled with exciteanization whose sole purpose is to oppose those bastards is established! Our guild shall be na Alliance! Guild Member: Leader, this name, if we are to say it out, I fear ill be beaten up…