Chapter 85
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Eternal Day
Amidst the barrage of insults to the game officials around him, Jiang Fang lowered his head and looked at his hands.
The palm prints that were slightly rigid due to modeling reasons had become clearly visible and extraordinarily realistic.
It was actually... exactly the same as reality.
Jiang Fang quickly opened his backpack, took out a low level dagger and ran the blade over the skin of his arm.
In the normal game process, the somatosensory system would give players the basic sensation of cold, heat and pain for the sake of authenticity but in general, the pain would be within the absolute safety threshold by default.
For security reasons, every time the player tried to raise the authenticity of pain, there would be a prompt box reminding players to be careful. It issued a long disclaimer that required the player to handwrite their real name before it could be adjusted.
Let’s take an example.
If Player A accidentally had his neck broken by the boss while the instance was in progress.
Even if this Player A set the pain value to the maximum, the momentary pain would at most reach the degree of a stiff neck after sleeping.
However, at this moment—
The blade skimmed over Jiang Fang’s arm and he clearly felt the touch and pain of his muscles being cut.
The security threshold was also turned off.
Nwo they would experience the exact same pain as reality?
Jiang Fang’s heart moved. The dagger was placed back in its sheath but not into the backpack.
He drew out the shoulder-mounted rocket that he had previously drawn from the prize pool.
The cannon was placed on his shoulder and Jiang Fang’s expression became uglier when he felt the real pressure.
The backpack items had even returned to their normal weight.
In the description, the Spear 44 rocket launcher had a barrel mass of 78 kilograms.
However, that was just the setting of the item.
Thanks to the players’ physical improvement, even a player with a child’s body shape could carry it on their shoulders to play.
People who liked to look handsome even played with guns like it was a variety of flowers.
It was because Jiang Fang knew the weight on his shoulders well that he realized the situation in front of him was sliding and collapsing in a direction beyond his control.
The moment he was filled with an ominous premonition, there was a sense of weightlessness caused by a vortex of huge force grabbing his heart.
The familiar urban landscape was twisted and torn apart by a strange gray vortex.
There was a moment of chaos.
A moment of clarity.
The first thing that entered Jiang Fang’s nose was the rich grassy aroma.
The grass was moving and the wind sending a fragrance blew at the hair on Jiang Fang’s forehead.
Five cement-colored observation towers stood among the grass like the eyes of shepherds looking for prey.
In the wilderness, someone was whispering and singing the tune of the grassland.
The scene was supposed to be relaxed and pleasant. However, the sudden uneasiness and the open wildness that stretched out for kilometers without anyone being present gave people a particularly creepy feeling.
Jiang Fang recognized it.
This was the first scene in the multiplayer mode of the Homeland Island tower defense game, ‘Homeland Island Attack and Defense War.’
Jiang Fang had heard this Mongolian BGM too many times.
It was originally a melodious tune but the mixing of electronic noise caused the notes to be polished and dragged out sharply. There was also a low-pitched voice that was hard to tell if it was male or female hidden in the music, letting out an inconspicuous sad weeping.
Jiang Fang held the dagger and looked around.
In addition to himself, a total of 12 people were transmitted here.
They hadn’t accepted the panic of being unable to log out of the game when they were suddenly thrown into an instance.
The logout bar for the instance was also gray-white.
The miserable whiteness was on the faces of everyone present.
Such a strange mutation inevitably triggered a riot.
“What the hell is going on?”
“How did we get here?”
“Where is this place?!”
“Can we go back? Huh?”
In the chaos, Jiang Fang tried to concentrate. His fingers hanging by his side moved as he calculated the time they had used up.
They had wasted 20 seconds and there were 180 seconds left.
He gave an order. “Disperse.”
This was the first opinion and voice that was fairly stable.
The tumultuous crowd desperately needed a backbone.
Therefore, everyone quieted down and stared at him.
Jiang Fang told them, “The first wave of monsters is coming soon. We have to count what type of weapons we have and what weapons we are used to.”
The author has something to say: There is gravity between everything, So i met you.
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Eternal Day
Amidst the barrage of insults to the game officials around him, Jiang Fang lowered his head and looked at his hands.
The palm prints that were slightly rigid due to modeling reasons had become clearly visible and extraordinarily realistic.
It was actually... exactly the same as reality.
Jiang Fang quickly opened his backpack, took out a low level dagger and ran the blade over the skin of his arm.
In the normal game process, the somatosensory system would give players the basic sensation of cold, heat and pain for the sake of authenticity but in general, the pain would be within the absolute safety threshold by default.
For security reasons, every time the player tried to raise the authenticity of pain, there would be a prompt box reminding players to be careful. It issued a long disclaimer that required the player to handwrite their real name before it could be adjusted.
Let’s take an example.
If Player A accidentally had his neck broken by the boss while the instance was in progress.
Even if this Player A set the pain value to the maximum, the momentary pain would at most reach the degree of a stiff neck after sleeping.
However, at this moment—
The blade skimmed over Jiang Fang’s arm and he clearly felt the touch and pain of his muscles being cut.
The security threshold was also turned off.
Nwo they would experience the exact same pain as reality?
Jiang Fang’s heart moved. The dagger was placed back in its sheath but not into the backpack.
He drew out the shoulder-mounted rocket that he had previously drawn from the prize pool.
The cannon was placed on his shoulder and Jiang Fang’s expression became uglier when he felt the real pressure.
The backpack items had even returned to their normal weight.
In the description, the Spear 44 rocket launcher had a barrel mass of 78 kilograms.
However, that was just the setting of the item.
Thanks to the players’ physical improvement, even a player with a child’s body shape could carry it on their shoulders to play.
People who liked to look handsome even played with guns like it was a variety of flowers.
It was because Jiang Fang knew the weight on his shoulders well that he realized the situation in front of him was sliding and collapsing in a direction beyond his control.
The moment he was filled with an ominous premonition, there was a sense of weightlessness caused by a vortex of huge force grabbing his heart.
The familiar urban landscape was twisted and torn apart by a strange gray vortex.
There was a moment of chaos.
A moment of clarity.
The first thing that entered Jiang Fang’s nose was the rich grassy aroma.
The grass was moving and the wind sending a fragrance blew at the hair on Jiang Fang’s forehead.
Five cement-colored observation towers stood among the grass like the eyes of shepherds looking for prey.
In the wilderness, someone was whispering and singing the tune of the grassland.
The scene was supposed to be relaxed and pleasant. However, the sudden uneasiness and the open wildness that stretched out for kilometers without anyone being present gave people a particularly creepy feeling.
Jiang Fang recognized it.
This was the first scene in the multiplayer mode of the Homeland Island tower defense game, ‘Homeland Island Attack and Defense War.’
Jiang Fang had heard this Mongolian BGM too many times.
It was originally a melodious tune but the mixing of electronic noise caused the notes to be polished and dragged out sharply. There was also a low-pitched voice that was hard to tell if it was male or female hidden in the music, letting out an inconspicuous sad weeping.
Jiang Fang held the dagger and looked around.
In addition to himself, a total of 12 people were transmitted here.
They hadn’t accepted the panic of being unable to log out of the game when they were suddenly thrown into an instance.
The logout bar for the instance was also gray-white.
The miserable whiteness was on the faces of everyone present.
Such a strange mutation inevitably triggered a riot.
“What the hell is going on?”
“How did we get here?”
“Where is this place?!”
“Can we go back? Huh?”
In the chaos, Jiang Fang tried to concentrate. His fingers hanging by his side moved as he calculated the time they had used up.
They had wasted 20 seconds and there were 180 seconds left.
He gave an order. “Disperse.”
This was the first opinion and voice that was fairly stable.
The tumultuous crowd desperately needed a backbone.
Therefore, everyone quieted down and stared at him.
Jiang Fang told them, “The first wave of monsters is coming soon. We have to count what type of weapons we have and what weapons we are used to.”
The author has something to say: There is gravity between everything, So i met you.
Eternal DayAmidst the barrage of insults to the game officials around him, Jiang Fang lowered his head and looked at his hands.The palm prints that were slightly rigid due to modeling reasons had become clearly visible and extraordinarily realistic.It was actually... exactly the same as reality.Jiang Fang quickly opened his backpack, took out a low level dagger and ran the blade over the skin of his arm.In the normal game process, the somatosensory system would give players the basic sensation of cold, heat and pain for the sake of authenticity but in general, the pain would be within the absolute safety threshold by default.For security reasons, every time the player tried to raise the authenticity of pain, there would be a prompt box reminding players to be careful. It issued a long disclaimer that required the player to handwrite their real name before it could be adjusted.Let's take an example.If Player A accidentally had his neck broken by the boss while the instance was in progress.Even if this Player A set the pain value to the maximum, the momentary pain would at most reach the degree of a stiff neck after sleeping.However, at this momentThe blade skimmed over Jiang Fang's arm and he clearly felt the touch and pain of his muscles being cut.The security threshold was also turned off.Nwo they would experience the exact same pain as reality?Jiang Fang's heart moved. The dagger was placed back in its sheath but not into the backpack.He drew out the shoulder-mounted rocket that he had previously drawn from the prize pool.The cannon was placed on his shoulder and Jiang Fang's expression became uglier when he felt the real pressure.The backpack items had even returned to their normal weight.In the description, the Spear 44 rocket launcher had a barrel mass of 78 kilograms.However, that was just the setting of the item.Thanks to the players' physical improvement, even a player with a child's body shape could carry it on their shoulders to play.People who liked to look handsome even played with guns like it was a variety of flowers.It was because Jiang Fang knew the weight on his shoulders well that he realized the situation in front of him was sliding and collapsing in a direction beyond his control.The moment he was filled with an ominous premonition, there was a sense of weightlessness caused by a vortex of huge force grabbing his heart.The familiar urban landscape was twisted and torn apart by a strange gray vortex.There was a moment of chaos.A moment of clarity.The first thing that entered Jiang Fang's nose was the rich grassy aroma.The grass was moving and the wind sending a fragrance blew at the hair on Jiang Fang's forehead.Five cement-colored observation towers stood among the grass like the eyes of shepherds looking for prey.In the wilderness, someone was whispering and singing the tune of the grassland.The scene was supposed to be relaxed and pleasant. However, the sudden uneasiness and the open wildness that stretched out for kilometers without anyone being present gave people a particularly creepy feeling.Jiang Fang recognized it.This was the first scene in the multiplayer mode of the Homeland Island tower defense game, Homeland Island Attack and Defense War.'Jiang Fang had heard this Mongolian BGM too many times.It was originally a melodious tune but the mixing of electronic noise caused the notes to be polished and dragged out sharply. There was also a low-pitched voice that was hard to tell if it was male or female hidden in the music, letting out an inconspicuous sad weeping.Jiang Fang held the dagger and looked around.In addition to himself, a total of 12 people were transmitted here.They hadn't accepted the panic of being unable to log out of the game when they were suddenly thrown into an instance.The logout bar for the instance was also gray-white.The miserable whiteness was on the faces of everyone present.Such a strange mutation inevitably triggered a riot.What the hell is going on?How did we get here?Where is this place?!Can we go back? Huh?In the chaos, Jiang Fang tried to concentrate. His fingers hanging by his side moved as he calculated the time they had used up.They had wasted 20 seconds and there were 180 seconds left.He gave an order. Disperse.This was the first opinion and voice that was fairly stable.The tumultuous crowd desperately needed a backbone.Therefore, everyone quieted down and stared at him.Jiang Fang told them, The first wave of monsters is coming soon. We have to count what type of weapons we have and what weapons we are used to.The author has something to say: There is gravity between everything, So i met you.
