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FPS MMORPG: Contract Battleground

Returning from the Eastern Europe after working with the military in 2054, he only found out that his father debt to the mafia turned him into a marked man. Forced to join an experiment for a protection, he passed away during an experiment. However, he quickly found himself in an unknown game called [Contract Battleground], a full dive VR-based shooter RPG game created several years later and a game inspired by the warfare of 20th and 21st century. Under the username “Beuer”, can he quickly adapt to the new environment, or will he be stuck under the conflict between the Carmine Federation and the Avoset Union? Follow his journey to adjust to his new world filled with guns, politics, and ever changing environment. Not to mention the people that he met ranging from the highly disciplined staff sergeants to the wacky players.

Radirant · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
70 Chs

Failure Means Failure

Rachel warns me, previously, and I should have taken it more seriously. Mother can really be strict compared to both Ostwald and Albert combined. I never expect this, but I never think sewing and cooking would be this hard.

"Good job, Rachel, but it can be better. Helen, watch your sister, she's a good example." My mother holds the two pieces of fabric that I try to connect with a string and a needle. The task is simple, but in practice, it's more complicated than crafting an M4, at least, for me.

My only sewing knowledge is from when I was in the air force, and that's for only two things, makeshift repair for MOLLE and, very rarely, sewing wounds. For precise and aesthetically pleasing threading, I am beaten by the probably 13-year-old Rachel.

"Alright," I say.

"Who do you think will fix your father's torn clothing? It's me, not the maids," My mother comments as she gives me the example of actually sewing the two fabrics together in an aesthetically pleasing manner.