392 Reality, Hidden Data

Star Federation 17th Administrative Planet, noon.

"Ugh..."

Feng Luo opened his eyes from within the silver-white modern game capsule and frowned, scanning across the area above the game capsule.

"What happened? Wasn't I in Silvermoon City? Why did I log out of the game? Also, the time doesn't seem right?"

The rotation period of the 17th Administrative Planet was quite similar to Earth, as it also used a 24-hour calculation method.

The in-game time had a slight deviation when compared to real-world time. If it were within the game, it should have been around eight in the morning at that moment, since the time the biohazard crisis event started was around eight in the evening the day before.

Feng Luo had a slightly serious expression as his incredibly active mind started to recall last night's memory.