This Game Is Too Realistic

"I am a NPC."

While saying this to the mirror, Chu Guang took a deep breath, straightened his collar, and tried to make his image look majestic enough.

His face was expressionless.

Three days had passed since that day.

In a few minutes, it would be time for players to log in to the game.

As for the blue coat on him, it was the one he wore when he first came to this world a long time ago.

Old Charlie of Bett Street once told him that residents of the shelter seemed to wear this.

"I am a NPC."

Chu Guang faced the mirror he picked up from outside and practiced again.

The nature of this "new job" could be said to be completely different from the previous sales job he was engaged in. The smile and polite attitude he once donned should never appear on an administrator.

After all, this was a wasteland that followed the law of the jungle.

To survive in this wasteland, his image did not necessarily have to be one of a tough guy, but he had to at least give people enough confidence and a sense of security.

After touching the line of his cheek, Chu Guang thought in his heart, should he get a scar on his forehead?

Or just style his hair into that of a cyberpunk's?

After all, this was a wasteland that followed the law of the jungle.

Too handsome would affect the sense of immersion.

"Master."

Chu Guang, who was making poses in front of the mirror, lifted his chin emotionlessly.

"What's wrong?"

Little Seven responded in a low voice.

"According to the information I have looked up, NPCs in the game usually don't call themselves NPCs."

The expression on his face was slightly stiff , Chu Guang said with a light cough.

"Of course I know……"

Looking into the mirror, he muttered again.

"...I am the administrator of shelter 404."

Speaking of which, they were nearing the appointed time.

Three hours ago, the culture chamber had completed the synthesis of clones.

He also made an appointment on the chat software with the four "lucky guys" who obtained the qualifications for the closed test. Before nine o'clock in the evening, Yenching time, they needed to put on their helmets, find a comfortable position to lie down, and log into the game on time at nine o'clock.

Just as Chu Guang was thinking about what kind of posture he should take to appear in front of the players, a "ding" suddenly rang in his mind.

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Then, a line of text appeared in front of him.

[Mission Completed! ]

Chu Guang's heart tightened slightly.

‘They're here!'

...

"Holy fu**, fu**, fu**, fu**! This is incredible!"

In the living area next to the residents' hall under the ground, in an inconspicuous room, four culture chambers were unlocked at the same time, the translucent hatches opening.

Sitting up in the open culture chamber, Ye Wei was dumbfounded. Looking around, his face was full of shock.

‘This is it, the game world? !'

Until a minute ago, he was still muttering in his heart whether this could be a carefully planned prank.

However, when he was lying flat on the bed about to fall asleep while wearing a fully charged helmet, a light shot at him through the darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a strange room.

His body was wet.

It was as if he just got up from a pond.

The wind blew from the overhead air outlet to his shoulders, obviously evaporating the liquid bit by bit, taking away the heat from his body.

There was also a faint unpleasant smell in the wind.

Ye Wei was shocked, his eyes widening.

Visual!

Smell!

Touch!

Taste!

Hearing!

All five senses!

Awesome! ! !

This immersive feeling made his eyes tear up.

‘I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would actually be able to see fully immersive virtual reality technology!'

This could no longer be described as awesome!

Not just him,but the other three players who sat up from the culture chamber also showed unanimous shock on their faces.

"Are you fu**king kidding me! Are you fu**king kidding me!"

"...I thought it was a joke."

"Oh my god! It really is completely immersive!"

"Is technology so advanced now?? Are you serious? Why haven't I ever seen it in the news?!"

"Ow... Even the pain felt so real." A player pinched himself.

"Who the fu** are you? NPC?"

"NPC my ass, I am Old White! White_horse_passing_a_crevice! Who are you!?"

"What the fu**? Old White?! I'm Gale! Level_8_Gale! Why do you look like this? Hahahaha. I'm laughing my ass off."

"Get lost! This game is a bit interesting, but it seems our appearances have already been set? I don't know if they would allow us to modify our appearance during the open beta test."

Old White also pinched himself, grinning painfully, his face full of joy.

Excited!

Exhilarated!

Incredible!

This was a dream come true!

Ye Wei in the chamber next to them stared blankly, motionless, trying to digest the shock in his heart.

In addition to him, there was another guy sitting still. It should be There_will_be_ample_time in the group.

This guy was staring at his crotch, contemplating, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"The role is set by default to be a male role? There is no way of creating your own character? I mean… Can we create a female role?"

"Damn, this guy is so horny! He must be Night Ten."

"I am Ample Time..."

"Yo! Ample Time?! We are best buddies, right?… You know what I mean?"

"Go away, I was just saying. The brother next should be Night Ten… So everyone is here, right?"

Seeing that the three of them looked at him, Ye Wei finally recovered.

Realizing that he was still naked, he quickly picked up the uniform hanging by the culture chamber, put it on his head, and said casually.

"Mhm, I just logged in... How do we play this game? Is there no novice tutorial?"

"I don't know, we just logged in as well."

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the room opened.

A man in a blue jacket walked in from outside.

Behind him was a paper bin-shaped robot. The tube-like body looked a bit naive, but the streamlined shell and polished silver paint were full of science fiction.

The eyes of the four players all widened in shock.

"NPC!"

"It's exactly like a real person!"

"Is this really the game world?"

"This is too real!"

"Quiet," Chu Guang interrupted the chattering noise, glanced around the four players in the room, and slowly said, "Welcome to shelter 404."

"I am the administrator here."

"Codename - Dawn."

The room was silent for a moment.

The four players were unexpectedly honest, staring at him while holding their breath, fearing that they might miss any plot details.

It seemed that he had successfully controlled the scene.

Chu Guang heaved a sigh of relief and continued to speak according to the prepared script.

"First of all, I have good news to tell you - the war is over."

"Bad news is, our world has changed beyond recognition. If you expect to go home with your luggage and find your mother right away, it'd obviously be impossible."

"This year marks the 200th anniversary after the doomsday. Fortunately, we have successfully survived the most difficult years. To be able to stand here today, you are already more fortunate than 12 billion people. I now need you to recognize the status quo as soon as possible, and then fulfill your declaration under the banner of the Federation of People: Rebuild our homeland!"

"The one next to me is my assistant. It's called Little Seven. You can ask it any questions about the shelter or other things you don't understand."

The above was the opening remark.

When the next batch of players arrived, Chu Guang would say it again.

After all, it was hard to come up with something like this.

As for Little Seven, Chu Guang has already notified it in advance about what could and couldn't be said, so there was no need to worry about exposing himself.

In fact, even if he exposed himself, it would not be a problem.

Anything that couldn't be explained could be answered by the phrase "this is the game setting". There was no perfect setting these days after all.

Seeing that Chu Guang finally finished speaking, the player who registered the nickname Night Ten quickly asked.

"Where is Brother Light? I mean, the game designer who gave us the helmet."

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Chu Guang replied blankly.

"How do you log out of the game?" Old White continued.

"Go back to the culture chamber and lie down, you can log out normally then."

In fact, there was another method. Abnormal states such as coma, sleep, and death could also cause the connection to be interrupted, but Chu Guang did not not want them to try it at will.

It was more energy efficient to lie in the culture chamber, and it would be troublesome to deal with corpses anywhere.

"What about the level? Where is the interface of the player system? Why can I not find it?"

Gale just asked this sentence, and before Chu Guang could answer, Ample Time next to him interrupted and asked.

"What about the character creation system? Are the settings for the role unchangeable? And the gender of the role—"

"Enough, you can ask these questions..., it's not your turn to ask questions yet."

Interrupting these people's endless questions, Chu Guang sternly threw four pamphlets into their hands.

"I will take you to familiarize yourself with the environment here and tell you what you need to pay attention to."

"Especially what you can do, and what you can't do."