My slow journey to infinity

Chapter 3 After all, I am not a devil...

call!

As if being lifted up from under the water, Aqua regia breathed heavily.

When he first entered the initial awakening mission, he was picking up a dump truck from Iai, and he didn't have such a deep feeling.

The transmission of this system is really... hard to describe.

The body felt like it was falling into deep water, and the pressure and suffocation felt like an eternity. When I could breathe again, it meant that the transmission was over.

Wang Shui got up from the single bed and looked around the room.

This is a very small standard apartment. In a room of more than ten square meters, there is a single bed, a low table on the carpet, a small wardrobe, and a desk with a computer. These furniture fill the room. full.

There is a small separate bathroom, and the innermost balcony has been transformed into a simple kitchen, but there are no signs of fire.

The floor was clean, with a thin carpet taking up one-third of the floor space, and the walls were neatly painted light blue wallpaper.

Ah, this...is this an apartment for a single boy? ! Orphan certificate is so scary!

[The dream system is being connected, and all the awakened ones are in place. 】

[The alienation copy of the fantasy world has been loaded, and the world is automatically deduced...]

[During language synchronization, the awakened person temporarily gains local language ability, which will become invalid after leaving the dungeon. 】

[The main mission has been loaded...]

The system prompts that it is half a beat slower than Shui Wang to wake up. This is not the point. Shui Wang quickly checks the main task.

[Main mission: Seed of the World]

[Description: Obtain the seed of the world. 】

[Reward: Dynamic Weight]

[Punishment: obliteration]

No...no more? !

Although half a year has passed, Wang Shui still clearly remembers that his main mission of Awakening the World has several pages of text, which clearly introduces the characteristics of the forces involved in the melee.

Just these six words now, don’t you think I’m a little too proud? !

And what the hell is erasure? Isn’t the punishment lighter? Do you think you are Lun XX Park?

Hey, wait a minute, the Seed of the World doesn't mean the source code of the virtual world that Kayaba Akihiko gave to Kirito, right?

Wang Shui is not an old two-dimensional person, and the plot of Sword is something he remembers more than ten years ago. In his impression, Kirito made the source code public, and then there were a lot of virtual worlds.

According to the plot, it will be about three or four years later?

Tsk, what were you thinking? Sure enough, I have seen too many madmen who are always obliterating, and it always scares me.

It turns out that all it takes is three or four years to survive, so where does this come from? Tokyo?

Oh, a good young man with arms and legs but no parents, I can live for four years even if I beg for food!

Thinking of this, Wang Shui relaxed a little. He left the task to Master Tong. This is how the protagonist wants to use it!

Wang Shui, who was breathing a sigh of relief, suddenly thought of something and went straight to the bathroom.

Then:

"So this is the second dimension."

The body is still the body that Wang Shui has reshaped by the system, and the appearance is still the ordinary self that Wang Shui has seen for more than 20 years.

The facial features were not bad, Zhou Zheng was the same as always, but the lines were softer. Wang Shui felt that he had been screwed by the system.

Only his eyes were the same pair of lifeless and ferocious fish eyes, which didn't look very friendly. Now that he thought about it, Wang Shui hadn't worn glasses for more than half a year.

This two-dimensional world is not in the style of anime, but is similar to reality, with just a soft filter added to it.

Before starting the mission, Wang Shui was more nervous about the new world than looking forward to the second dimension.

Ye Gong's love for dragons is nothing more than that.

After a while of silence, Wang Shui began to rummage in the room again. Even if he had to survive for three or four years, he still had to control his own resources.

After looking through it, the most obvious one was a schoolbag, which contained materials for the second grade of junior high school. There was a name tag inside the schoolbag with the name of the owner written on it.

【Sato Tree】

What a bad name, is this me?

Next is the [Real Estate Registration Rights Information], [Basic Resident Register] card, [Seal Registration Certificate] and two seals placed together with the passbook in the drawer.

Ah, are the procedures so complete?

Even the room is registered directly to the name. This orphan certificate is really powerful.

There is one hundred thousand yen in the bankbook, one hundred thousand yen! so much? ! Isn’t that just casual?

Wait, yen?

Wang Shui quickly turned on the computer next to him and started a Google search:

[How long can you live in Tokyo with 100,000 yen? 】

There are many answers, or in other words, there are many people asking this question, but the more Wang Shui looks at it, the colder he becomes.

Some answers say twenty days, some fifteen days, and some seven or eight days, but there is no answer in terms of months.

Sitting in front of the computer, Wang Shui rubbed his face in pain.

No way, I have awakened, I am extraordinary, I will not go to a two-dimensional world of indigenous people and have to work to survive.

This is too embarrassing for the Infinite Zone!

Do you want to rob a bank? I won't be able to escape from the sky or be beaten to death.

No, I can't be so depressed. I am the awakener of the dream system and am responsible for exploring the unknown world!

How can the workers say it can't be done when the boss is not popular yet?

Open Google again and search for:

[Can junior high school students work part-time? 】

As a result, it was very complicated. Some said it was not allowed to be under fifteen years old, and some said it was sixteen years old. There were also a lot of troublesome approval processes.

Wang Shuipa pulled out his student ID card, OK, 14 years old, perfect!

In the midst of confusion, Wang Shui glanced at the time in the lower right corner: Tuesday, November 1, 2022, 8 a.m., which was quite early.

Wang Shui couldn't remember when SAO was launched, but it probably hadn't been launched yet, otherwise there would be no point in sending him in.

How to do it……

With no experience as an awakener at all, Wang Shui had tried his best to prepare to enter this world, but was stunned by the peaceful rhythm.

How do I get started? Bro, seniors of All Heavens Infinity, can you tell me a little about your execution and ability to intervene in the plot?

If it doesn’t work, I’ll give you some part-time work experience!

Yes, even if a few medium-sized mobile armors come up to chase me, I still know how to find a camp to join them and survive.

After struggling for a long time without any idea, Wang Shui simply took out his phone and went to school.

When he went downstairs, Wang Shui discovered that the small shabby apartment he lived in was at the corner of a shopping street. Shopping seemed very convenient.

The mobile map shows that the school is not far from here, just an ordinary public middle school.

It was a little after eight o'clock, and there were a lot of people on the road. Although I didn't know what time the class started here, it would not be later than going to work. Wang Shui, who had already changed into his school uniform and put on his schoolbag, hurriedly walked towards the school.

A strange school gate, a strange campus structure, a strange classroom, and even words that are still unfamiliar despite knowing the meaning and grammar.

However, it is a familiar middle school feeling.

After joining the workforce, Wang Shui had fantasized about going back in time to college for some mysterious reason, and then greedily wanted to go back to high school. Finally, it would be the pure land in his memory, his extremely relaxing junior high school days.

Now, he has realized his dream in a strange time and space and a strange world.

"Hey, Sato-san, why are you dazing at the door? Class is about to begin!"

A strange young man greeted me. It seemed that the orphan certificate also gave him a friend, or in other words, a decent classmate relationship.

Silly child, am I in a daze? I don’t know where I am sitting...

Fortunately, everyone came today, leaving only his empty seat.

There are five rows of desks in the classroom, with seven people in each row, and Wang Shui's seat is in the middle row, fourth from the bottom to the top.

Okay, the middle of the class is neither the back row by the window nor the top students in the front, nor the last row where the teacher is deaf-blind.

Okay, okay, I've long since determined that I'm not the protagonist, so I don't need to be reminded over and over again!

Next to Wang Shuixue, students were hanging their schoolbags and tidying up their desks when the class teacher came in and held a brief class meeting. He basically informed the class committee to stay after school in the afternoon, and then gave everyone a few words of encouragement before leaving.

Class officially starts at 8:45, what a strange time.

The math teacher is a fat, amiable middle-aged man with severe baldness and a soft, long voice.

Wang Shuizao tried his best to suppress the excitement of returning to middle school. He listened carefully to the class and was full of praise in his heart.

Yeah! It's this smell, ah, this familiar sleepiness, it really has nothing to do with whether you understand or not.

The weather is not cold in November, but the classroom is extremely warm, and the students with the worst sleep resistance have already begun to peck at the rice.

Wang Shui was also very sleepy, but he couldn't bear to fall asleep.

"So the formula just now needs to be used here. Are there any classmates..."

The teacher wanted to ask if anyone took the initiative to answer, but when he saw that most of the children were fighting the Sandman, they looked so cute that he was angry and wanted to laugh.

This middle school doesn't seem to be strict.

The female classmate on Wang Shui's left has been listening to the class carefully. She didn't turn around to look, and Wang Shui couldn't see her appearance or expression, but judging from the micro-movements of her forearms and body, she wanted to answer the question.

The small movements were captured by the teacher. The gentle, fat middle-aged man's perspective was locked, his lips moved slightly, his eyes shrank, his face was stiff for a moment, and then his eyes looked away somewhat stiffly.

He is afraid, is he afraid of a student?

Wang Shui was keenly aware of something. The girl next to him seemed to have noticed the teacher's momentary uneasiness. She immediately lowered her head and her air pressure dropped.

Could it be?

Wang Shui raised his hand, and Teacher Pangpang breathed a sigh of relief, inviting him to come up and solve the problem.

【117*117-119*115】

An extremely simple variation of the formula for the difference of squares, subtract a squared.

Although this formula had not been used for a long time, the corresponding solution still appeared in Wang Shui's mind in his twenties.

By the way, my math teacher in junior high school seemed to be named Lao Tian. He was plainly dressed, taught very interestingly, and was a good and energetic teacher.

As soon as Wang Shui was distracted, the biological brain of [Computing Terminal] pasted the answer number 4 on his face.

Really, the atmosphere was completely ruined.

Seeing Wang Shui split 119 and 115 into 117+2 and 117-2, the fat teacher next to him had a smile on his face.

Amid the teacher's praise, Wang Shui walked towards his seat, when the girl next to him raised her head.

He has short dark brown hair and eyes of the same color. He has a round face but is a bit thin overall, with a small and thin mouth and nose.

Shino Asada.

The plastic-like glasses could not hide her plain and sensitive gaze, as if she could speak.

"You know me," her eyes seemed to say.

Isn’t this nonsense? We’ve been classmates for two years, and I’m sitting next to you.

Wang Shui responded with a gentle smile, at least he tried to do so.

The next course was not so attractive to Wang Shui, and his attention was completely focused on Shino.

So is this the entry point of the plot?

Do other awakened people also have the opportunity to get close to the characters in the plot?

Will anyone be born next to Mr. Tong?

Full of questions, Wang Shui still looked normal and blended into the circle of boys in the class very smoothly.

Especially during lunch time, most of the boys and a small number of girls in the class gather together, making it an extremely intensive information relay station.

What about SAO test information, who is addicted to games and whose grades have declined, who likes whom, NERvGear is on sale, and so on.

It was not until 3:30, after copying tomorrow's class schedule and listening to the chatter of the brief class meeting, that the second grade students who had been locked up for a day dispersed like a flock of birds out of their cages.

Only those who wanted to participate in club activities were slowly packing their schoolbags.

Next to her, Asada Shino's classmate was also slowly sorting things out, but she definitely didn't join any clubs.

Oh, little Shino, Wang Shui sighed.

He vaguely remembered some of the plot. Sinon was around the first year of high school when she appeared. Campus life was very boring, and she was counting the days.

In addition to the trio of girls who bullied her, there was also a psychopathic friend who almost became her boyfriend.

All in all, it’s hard to describe in one word.

But now it seems that little Shino has already started this countdown life in junior high school.

People with strong personalities who are not sociable are particularly vulnerable to being hurt.

Wang Shui did not take the opportunity to strike up a conversation and make friends with Shino. This was the result of his thinking for a day.

First, Sinon is not a character in the SAO chapter. She does not contribute much to the plot of the first volume, and this person is not that easy to talk to.

Secondly, today is already November, and SAO officially opens on the 6th. Wang Shui, who is not sure about entering the game, also wants to snap up a NERvGear.

Today, he was in a hurry.

Moreover, he discovered that Shino's first thought was just to scare her with a gun, but then he felt that it was too mean, so he gave up (temporarily).

Huh, he's just a plump-looking guy among the supporting characters, and he's not that pretty either.

After quickly packing up his things, Wang Shui went to change his shoes and went straight to the shopping street near the apartment. Sure enough, he found the game center in the middle.

The good news is that although there are many people buying, looking at the rows of boxes behind the counter, there are also many machines.

Moreover, the SAO game disk has also been released and can be purchased together with NERvGear.

The price is...66800? ? ? ! ! !

Aqua regia wiped his eyes and looked carefully, why the hell are you so expensive!

Quickly turn on your phone and search for the price of a desktop personal computer.

Oh, I'm sorry, I blamed you wrongly.

Looking at the mid-to-high-end models priced at 200,000 to 300,000 yen, Wang Shui suddenly felt that NERvGear was a bit too cheap.

Why! Wang Shui suddenly thought, if he entered SAO on the 6th, would he not have to spend money in reality?

Life support in hospital should be paid for by the game publisher, and after being released from the game more than two years later, isn't there any compensation?

In this way, one hundred thousand yuan is just enough...

Is this also part of your plan? Orphan certificate!

Feeling deeply that he was being dominated by the orphan certificate but having nowhere to complain, Wang Shui went home with the equipment box in his arms, feeling a little disappointed.

Yes, he still bought it, whether he wanted to play or not.

The stairwell of the small apartment was only seven or eight steps away from his door, and during this short distance, Shino was frantically looking for the key.

It turns out that neon is so small.

The semi-open-air passage was very narrow, and the wind in the November night was a bit dry and cold. Wang Shui just smiled mischievously, watching Shino rummaging through his pockets faster and faster, and his face became redder and redder.

The story ended with the dull sound of the door closing, and no one spoke in the end.

Wang Shui also returned to his room. The temperature outside was not low, but he felt a little cold. Naturally, he felt much better when he got indoors.

Ha, little girl, all kinds of little thoughts.

Wang Shui was still laughing. He could probably understand the shame of causing trouble to others.

Little Shino didn't know that it was because of a certain guy with a very bad character who was thinking about SAO that he let her go.

It's not too late yet, and Wang Shui has already started preparations. Specifically, he is sorting out game strategies based on the internal beta information on the Internet.

I also looked for information on Kayaba Akihiko, but there was surprisingly little information.

This physicist and top game developer who developed the technology of complete stealth in the virtual world not only has few interviews, but also has very little information.

Wang Shui downloaded all of Kayaba's public papers, especially the part about complete stealth.

It's unexpected, surprisingly simple.

Using microwaves as interactive conditions, NERvGear intercepts, processes, and feeds back signals from the brain, simulating a highly sensitive virtual world.

It's a bit nonsense to be reasonable.

The human body is not simply the brain responsible for high-level reflexes and the spinal cord responsible for low-level reflexes. They do not perform their own duties.

Especially for movement-related reflexes, without the output of the spinal cord and the coordination of the brain, players in the game would be completely unable to achieve extremely fast movement reactions.

Simple interception, the body does not receive the signal at all, and chaotic neural activity may lead to death.

There is also something about the design principle of NERvGear, the battery structure, and the technological level of the information processing device that makes me wonder.

This... the author of Sword Art Online is imagining the future in a limited time and space. What is now placed in front of Wang Shui is a real world.

Even if it is a copy of the world, Wang Shui's physical sensation is completely real. He will be hungry, in pain, and die.

Just reading the paper was definitely not enough, so Wang Shui took out the NERvGear and the electronic product disassembly kit he bought along the way.