The Dejected Shut-in’s Wardrobe Connects to Infinite Worlds

Li Sen has been a shut-in for ten years, barely scraping by by taking on game leveling jobs online. One day, while diligently working on an order, a sharp blade was pressed against his neck, leaving a bloody mark. Li Sen: My phone password is 8888, my payment password is 868686, the house key is in the key basket by the door, and my ID is in the backpack hanging on the bedroom door. Go ahead, please make it quick. I don’t want to suffer. After communicating with the intruder, Li Sen realized he wasn’t a robber but an Infinite Participant taking a short break from the Infinite World. His room was a Safe Room. Li Sen, who had planned to die at home and never step outside: Could you be a little more polite? From that day on, people started appearing in his wardrobe every day. Li Sen simply bought a lot of snacks online for his guests to help themselves. Li Sen: As long as you don’t disturb me while I’m gaming, I don’t mind you coming. But I’m out of money. If I can’t pay for water, electricity, and internet, I’ll die. After that, the participants who came every day would pay a little rent—sometimes gold, sometimes jewelry, sometimes unidentified bones… Li Sen exchanged them for money and set up a small shop in his home. One day, someone asked Li Sen if he was ever scared of meeting such dangerous people. Li Sen: If I die, I die. Someone like me, at the bottom of society, contributes nothing, has no friends or family, and no one would care. It’s not so bad. That person cried angrily: We struggle so hard to survive, and you’re safely seeking death? Li Sen was beaten up by the Infinite Participants. Li Sen, in pain, sighed helplessly. As expected of Infinite Participants—all superficial injuries, painful but not fatal, not even requiring a hospital visit. The next day, the blond, red-eyed, fanged little boy who often visited appeared in his room. “Big brother, I heard you want to die?” The boy smiled, but despite his seemingly light weight, he pressed Li Sen heavily to the floor, deliberately aggravating his injuries. “Then how about I join you, big brother, and make you die happy?” Seeing the boy’s smile but rough actions, Li Sen felt a chill in his heart. What’s going on? Why is he angry?