The system issued another prompt—
[Host, you are about to enter the Virtual World!]
[Start a new life!]
[Keep expecting, keep loving!]
[Go for it!]
The gray, blurry space gradually became indistinct.
In the real world, fine raindrops fell, striking Lin Chuan's study window amidst the north wind's battering, creating a continuous pattering sound.
In the Virtual World, the rain was persistent and the wind howled.
Both worlds intertwined, presenting the senses in a complex form.
Soon, Lin Chuan's consciousness fully descended into the Virtual World. He steadied his mind, and the first step he took was to survey his surroundings in order to avoid "landing in a box"!
It was an office.
About thirty square meters, styled in a traditional Chinese manner with a clock on the wall ticking steadily.