Lost Narrative Poetry

After reading it several times, and then looking at the even more astonishing pricing of the deluxe version, Yan An was convinced that it wasn't that the price was wrong, but that the broken company was really crazy about money. He couldn't help but laugh angrily. .

He directly clicked the cross in the upper right corner, and when he closed the page, a window popped up, asking him to confirm again, and telling him that the quantity was limited, while supplies last, first come, first served...

Do I look like a fool?

Yan An complained in his heart, but firmly chose to close the page, and then logged into the forum. As expected, the forum had exploded, just like the barrage in his live broadcast room at the moment.

Some were sarcastic, some were yelling, some were really angry, and some were just enjoying the show.

Relevant posts are constantly appearing, and internal floor replies are also increasing. Some people are calling for reporting to relevant departments, calling on everyone to take action with him to clean up this black sheep.

"Surprised! Is this the year 2077? Or is it a game played by the Celestial Dragons?"

"Whoever buys it is stupid! Who can be so mentally retarded!"

"It feels like there are so many melons this year. This is the first time..."

"I don't know, but I think this melon can definitely be ranked first in the year!"

Yan Anzai read the barrage carefully and then looked at the forum, and found that he still didn't find any useful information.

Netizens with great skills have quickly created emoticons, but they have also not been able to find much useful information about this game. Basically, it is all on the advertising promotion page.

As for related companies, I found some information, but it was also very vague and of little value, such as registered capital, place of registration, time of establishment... and so on.

——But it’s meaningless.

Yan An grinned, feeling that that company was absolutely stupid. Even if it was a drawing, it had to be drawn first.

They are good, they start with a picture, they don’t even know how to edit it, there is nothing else at all, and then they directly send a purchase link and ask others to pay hundreds of thousands of real money... Only a fool will be fooled. Bar?

But now the question is, should I be such a fool?

Yan An, who has always been true to his word, looked at the barrages in his live broadcast room and thought about what he had said before, and fell into deep thought.

Well, in addition to this reason, the main reason is that he doesn't really care about the small amount of pocket money. Compared with people who play with cars and watches, a wealthy person like him is already considered a free man.

First of all, because he has a lot of money and willfulness, he also wants to see what kind of underworld game can create such a big melon. The main reason is to open his eyes.

Secondly, he is also preparing to liven up his live broadcast room and attract attention. After all, although he does not want to come into contact with human beings in reality, everyone has the desire and need to be noticed.

Humans are such contradictory creatures.

…

…

The result is natural. In order to gain popularity in his live broadcast room, the rich second generation of Qingliu decided to debut as a fool.

Apart from the need for him to convince himself and overcome some mental obstacles, he didn't encounter any big difficulties. Although the official website of the game said that the quantity was limited and first come first served, it seemed that no one felt that this was a game that needed to be fought for. When it comes to hand speed.

Therefore, the fool's purchase went smoothly and the webpage jumped quickly. However, after placing the order, he found that he needed to fill in his relevant information in detail, and even his medical history needed to be confirmed, which was extremely troublesome.

However, Yan An is a very patient person. Now that he has decided to do this, he must follow through.

So in the cheerful atmosphere of the live broadcast room, he just got into trouble with this damn official, muttering "I have to see what kind of medicine you are selling in your gourd", and completed the entire tedious and complicated process step by step.

But after everything was done, the official didn't send anything like an activation code.

Instead, an email came telling him that his application has now entered the review process. If everything is confirmed to be correct, he will pass the review and be qualified, and a dedicated person will come to take charge of the installation work within 24 hours. Use with guidance...

Yan An only felt angry and funny. He took the initiative to send his feelings to his door and became a fool. He had to go through other people's review to see if he was qualified?

——Where’s the face? Where did you get your faces? !

——Who gave you the courage? Liang Jingru?

But what about the installation work and guidance on use? Didn’t you buy the right to use a sky-high price game? Could it be that it is a physical version, and the data is huge, and the installation is very troublesome... If this is the case, it seems that he is somewhat looking forward to it.

When he was about to go offline, Yan An took a look and found that the popularity of the live broadcast room had indeed increased significantly.

Many people in the circle came here because of his fame and followed him, wanting to see how this annual celebrity will develop next. Therefore, in just a few hours, the increase in the number of fans was greater than that of the past six months combined. Many times more.

After going offline, he handed over a takeaway, and then carefully looked online. As expected, he discovered that this game had become news in the industry, including his own appearance, mainly because many people posted in forums and post bars. When I arrived, I also picked him up.

It is precisely because they know that there are real rich people with lots of money and willful ways that they want to see what this underworld game is about, so many people come here because of its reputation.

But that’s all. This is an era of information explosion. Many specific hot spots or big news will only cause trouble in the corresponding circles. It’s like a lot of traffic seems to be popular in half the sky, and it is posted casually. A selfie can receive hundreds of thousands of comments and reposts, as if the whole world is paying attention to this piece of fresh meat...

In fact, if he is not in that circle, who knows his name and what kind of cat or dog he is? That's it.

Yan An didn't pay much attention. He put down his phone and went to take a shower, preparing to go to bed after eating supper.

Until he came out of the bathroom and found a series of message prompts on his phone. After clicking on it, he found that they were all his personal details, including links to electronic files of various past medical histories, and when he was asked to confirm the message reply...

His expression froze, and he felt that something was not quite right.

Isn’t this game supposed to be about cheating and running away? Where did he come from with so much energy that he could find out everything about himself in less than half an hour?

And why do you need to confirm your medical history and confirm your heart, mental and other problems again and again? What kind of game is this? Is it too late for me to regret it now? No refund is required...

…

…

The professionals came quickly, but it was only delivered to your door at noon the next day.

"...This is the basic version of the gaming equipment you purchased, the Neuron Link Helmet. These are supporting physical sign detection devices. They need to be used in accordance with strict standards and cannot be taken lightly. It will wake you up at critical moments, or Just contact the nearest medical center directly..."

The professional was a man in a suit and leather shoes. While instructing the skilled technicians to perform the installation, he also explained to the confused Yan An. He spoke clearly and spoke very fast and fluently.

It makes people subconsciously suspect that he is not a professional from a game company, but an elite from some special government departments.

"...Will it be dangerous? Why do I always feel like you are planning to take this opportunity to collect experimental data..."

Yan An looked at the helmet with a strong futuristic sci-fi atmosphere and a series of supporting equipment with a frightened look on his face. He always felt that they were assembling an ICU ward for critically ill patients, and what this person said also made him very worried.

"In fact, there is no need to worry about safety issues. This technology has been verified in many aspects..." The man in the suit said calmly, indirectly admitting the reason why their mobility is so powerful. "This is only the first time it has been popularized for civilian use. Although It’s just a small-scale pilot.”

"A small-scale pilot?"

"Yes, the quota is indeed limited, you are the first batch of people to eat crabs..."

"...Can I get a refund?" Yan An was silent. This development was completely different from what he expected. He didn't want to be the first to eat crabs!

"Don't you want it?" The man in the suit was stunned for a moment, then smiled understandingly, "Of course there is no problem with this. We only provide comprehensive guarantees for this project and do not force you to choose..."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands and asked several technicians to stop and begin to dismantle the supporting equipment that had just been installed. The latter and others did not care, and showed no impatience, and just worked calmly.

"wait wait wait……"

Yan An subconsciously squeezed out such a word through his teeth, and he was confused.

If the other party continues to explain how safe, secure, and beneficial it is, hoping that he will accept it, then he will definitely be avoiding snakes and scorpions. But the other party didn't care what he chose, and he could do whatever he wanted.

This made him feel that he couldn't decide easily. He always felt that if he did this, he would be like getting a big deal, and then throwing it away stupidly... Human beings are such contradictory creatures.

Ten minutes later.

The man in the suit smiled meaningfully and led the others away, leaving Yan An alone in his room, staring at the sci-fi device.

This is still the basic poor version, with only two sets of equipment, the neuron link helmet and the physical sign detection device, as the core. It is said that the luxury version is a game cabin covering an area of ​​​​five square meters... No wonder it is so expensive.

Think about it, even a decent VR device costs hundreds of thousands for the top version, not to mention this kind of virtual game that is so sci-fi that it only appeared in novels and online articles in the past?

As if he reacted belatedly, Yan An swallowed hard and looked at the gaming helmet, his eyes shining!

That's right! This is what I have dreamed of! It almost felt like he was in the future. He took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, gritted his teeth, sat down on the edge of the bed, and reached out to pick up the helmet.

There was nothing special about the feeling after I plucked up the courage to put on the helmet, and there was nothing scary about it happening, such as a few needles suddenly sticking out of the helmet and inserting into my cerebral cortex.

It was very sudden, his vision went dark, as if he had lost all five senses.

Just for a short moment, he saw the light again. Yan An looked around in a daze and found that he was floating in the void of nothing. Directly below was a world unfolding like a scroll, with oceans, land, mountains and rivers. The river is in it.

——"Please choose your race."

There were no other bells and whistles at all, not even cutscenes or clues. There was a loud voice directly in his consciousness, and at the same time, a light screen interface was projected in front of him.

Yan An tried hard to suppress the excitement and ecstasy in his heart. Although it was just the beginning, it seemed to prove the fact that this game was real, allowing people to completely sneak into the virtual world as if they were personally there. middle.

He tried to move, but he couldn't control his body. He didn't know if he still had a body now, or was it just a consciousness?

"It seems that the process of creating characters is fixed?" He muttered, looking at the choices displayed on the light screen, and raised his eyebrows.

Humans, dwarves, half-elves, half-orcs...

It is indeed a very classic setting!

He didn't hesitate and didn't want to waste time on pinching people, so he directly chose a human race. Other games were okay, but now he just wanted to get in and experience them as soon as possible.

——"Please choose your origin."

Another loud voice sounded, and the display on the screen went directly to the next page, listing more detailed branch choices.

Ordinary civilians: ordinary civilians with mediocre qualifications and nothing special (all attributes are relatively balanced)

Blacksmith Apprentice: An apprentice who is learning skills from a blacksmith, has outstanding strength, and has mastered certain forging skills (strength attribute expertise, with bonuses to forging skills)

Descendants of nobility:…

Surviving Soldier:…

Yan An was stunned for a moment. Could it be said that everyone's start can be different? Isn’t this game too hard-core? In fact, the beginning of the game involves tying people’s hands and feet, throwing them into a carriage, and taking them to the Holy Land Town for execution with a group of Stormcloaks...

In fact, no players will have any objections, after all, they have already achieved this level.

With a safe idea, Yan An directly chose the origin of "ordinary civilians". Then the display content on the screen changed again, and there was a new page. The long list of names almost overflowed the data.

——"Please choose the character you want to descend."

"..."

"..."

Yan An was silent for a moment. He looked at the names and some basic information listed behind the names. Why did he feel that the mechanism wanted the player to come directly and replace the identity of an NPC?

"So this underworld game can't even make faces, and even the name can't be decided by the players themselves?"