Forget pastoral dreams. Farm to survive. "Refugee of a Lost Age" is a survival sim set in a war-torn era. Fight drought, war, and taxes—every grain counts. Your choices with villagers are life-and-death. Help or rob? Your decisions define your fate.
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开发者ZHENG YUFENG发行商ZHENG YUFENG类型冒险独立模拟
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关于 Refugee of a Lost Age
Forget those leisurely farm simulations. In this game:
- You farm, not to expand your farm, but to avoid starving to death in winter.
- You make friends, not to collect gifts, but to have someone vouch for you when government soldiers come to conscript you.
- Every NPC is part of your survival strategy—they could be your lifeline or your death warrant.
- *Refugee of a Lost Age* is a survival simulator that takes the "interpersonal relationship system" to the extreme. You will be immersed in a dynamic micro-society filled with calculations and warmth. Every sowing, every conversation, every knock on the door in the dead of night is a life-or-death choice. Your goal is simple: as an insignificant nobody in an era of heroes, do your utmost to survive until the end.
- Your hand, which just gripped a hoe, has just let go of your neighbor's cold corpse. He owed you three bushels of wheat last week, but now, all you find in his arms is half a moldy pancake.
This is not murder; it's just an ordinary dusk in some year.
- In the game *Refugee of a Lost Age*, you will experience the life of a commoner completely crushed by grand history. What you need to calculate is not the profit from crops, but whether to curry favor with the local gentry or help the widow who might not survive the winter before the next famine strikes. Your granary and your conscience can never be filled at the same time.