Zhang Heng walked up the iron ladder to the second floor and reached out to push open the blue iron door in front of him.
Considering what he saw along the way, as well as the group of young men and women downstairs who were shaking their bodies to release their youth, he originally thought that if not the same style in the iron room, it would be similar.
However, in fact it is more like a VIP lounge at an international airport.
After opening the door, Zhang Heng felt like he had entered another world, with soft lights, red Persian carpets, leather sofas, silver tableware on the coffee table, and a variety of snacks on the self-service table. and fruits, there is a small bar on the right, and when he closed the door behind him, a soft and soothing piano music even sounded in his ears.
You must know that the sound wave below has exceeded one hundred decibels. Although Zhang Heng is not a relevant professional, he also knows that the material structure like a container has almost no sound insulation effect.
But now the fact is happening in front of you. When the iron door is closed, the noise outside the door is completely blocked on the other side.
Perhaps it's because more incredible things have happened to Zhang Heng, and he has developed a certain immunity to similar things.
"Welcome." The woman in a red evening dress behind the bar said.
Zhang Heng briefly looked around. Besides him, there were about a dozen people in the lounge. They were sitting in booths not far away. Some were chatting together, and some were alone. But The strange thing is that the nearest person is only a few meters away from him, but he can't see his face clearly.
This was a very weird experience. He could feel that there was no problem with his vision, and his retina could produce clear images, but then it seemed like something was blocking the transmission of this information back to his brain.
Zhang Heng didn't believe this evil. He tried to concentrate and felt that he was about to break through the invisible barrier. But the next moment, a feeling of nausea came from his abdomen. He had to reach out and hold the bar to prevent himself from falling. fall.
At this time a glass of lemonade was pushed in front of him.
"Relax, this is something that every new player who has just arrived here will experience. Unless the other party allows it, in Sex and the City, the player's appearance is unrecognizable by default. In fact, your voices have also been specially processed. processing, what you hear is not the real sound, this is also to protect your safety to the maximum extent."
"But I can still see your appearance." Zhang Heng took the lemonade and thanked him. The lights were dim just now, and his attention was on other people. Only then did he realize that the face behind the bar was a bit... She looked familiar. Even though the other person had changed clothes, put on lipstick, and had a completely different temperament than during the day, Zhang Heng still recognized her, "Are you... the bartender at the maid cafe?"
"Not bad, your observation skills are sharper than I expected." The latter wiped the glass, "No one stipulates that a person can only work one job a day, right? By the way, I am The receptionists here don’t need to hide their appearance like the players.”
"Sorry, you have been repeating words like player and receptionist in my ear since I came in, but with all due respect, I still don't know what kind of game I am going to participate in, blackjack? Texas Hold'em? Poker? Or Three Kingdoms or e-sports?" Zhang Heng sat on the high stool in front of the bar.
"I usually don't like to brag about my employers in front of customers. In fact, I never like to brag about them, but this time I must say, congratulations, Mr. Zhang Heng, you are very lucky to be in the greatest position in the history of mankind. game, I can guarantee you that it will be nothing compared to the games you have played before, and it will completely change your life."
"This is quite a high praise."
"On the contrary, no amount of praise can compare to the game itself. Now answer me a question. What do you think makes a person truly become himself?" The bartender put down the cleaned glass in her hand, with a look on her face. It's rare to have a bit of seriousness.
"DNA?" Zhang Heng took a sip of the lemonade in his hand.
"This statement is not wrong in itself. Each of us has a unique DNA. Some parts of our body have been encoded since birth, your appearance, family, family history... But luckily in After this, we still have many choices, you can go to college, you can work, you can start a business, become a primary school teacher, or an astronaut or something."
There was a strange light in the bartender's eyes, and she spoke faster and faster, "Aside from those things that are predestined innately, let me ask a more accurate way, you Think about what makes a person who he is today, such as why astronauts can walk in space, why boxers can knock out opponents in the boxing ring, and what makes teachers pick up teaching aids.”
"Experience? What you want to say is that experience and learning have made us what we are today?" Zhang Heng quickly understood what the bartender wanted to express, and then he raised his eyebrows, "But I still don't Understand what this has to do with the game I’m about to play.”
However, this time he couldn't get any answer.
"No amount of descriptions can compare to witnessing it with your own eyes. Mr. Zhang Heng, your first round of the game has begun. Please cherish this rare and extraordinary experience. I look forward to seeing you again."
After the bartender lady said her last words, the hands of the clock on the wall hit eleven o'clock.
The next moment, a strong feeling of dizziness rushed into Zhang Heng's head, making his vision blurry.
Have you been tricked? !
Zhang Heng's first reaction was that there was something wrong with that glass of lemonade. It was the only thing he had ever tasted. He had been vigilant from the moment he stepped into the bar, but maybe it was because he didn't expect to encounter it here. As an acquaintance, his vigilance was slightly relaxed. He didn't know when the other party made a move or what kind of powerful anesthetic he put in it. Just taking a sip would have such a terrifying effect. He only felt that he His head became heavier and heavier, and he could no longer hold it up. He fell down on the bar and lost consciousness.
Zhang Heng didn't know how long had passed, maybe days, maybe hours, maybe just seconds.
A strange voice came to his ears.
[Player identity verification...]
[Verification passed, new player copy is being randomly selected for player No. 07958...]
[Extraction completed - the current copy is Desert Island Survival]
"You took a cruise ship out to sea and encountered a terrible storm when you were traveling near the equator. The cruise ship deviated from its original route. At the same time, the radar sonar, GPS and satellite phone on the ship all mysteriously failed. You lost everything. Direction, after another month of aimless sailing on the sea, you unfortunately encountered another bigger storm. You happened to be standing on the deck when the incident happened, and a huge wave swept you into the sea. When you opened your eyes again Then I found myself lying on an unfamiliar beach."
[Mission goal: Survive on this desert island for 40 days]
[Mode: Single player]
[Time flow rate: 480] (1 hour in the real world is equal to 20 days in this game, and the player is forced to return to the real world after 40 days)
Friendly reminder, the game will officially start in five seconds, players please be prepared.
