51 Fresh Meat

Bang! Tang Mi’s fists viciously pounded the control board of the simulator, her face twisted in to a mask of rage.

She’d changed her account , chosen a saber-mecha, all to satisfy an urge. Lots of people did it, and they called them landmines; if you stepped on one, you’re in for a bad time.

There have been those who have suggested action against this kind of behavior, adding a real-name system to DreamNet. This would ensure each Id number had only one account, but until now the DeamNet management authority hasn’t approved. This was something that would affect all three Alliances. It wouldn’t be an easy change.

Tang Mi definitely didn’t expect to be the one stepping on a landmine. That Nooblet guy, who was he? He’s a bastard is what he is, an outright bastard!

had never been in a situation like this. She thought about the replay, about how he’d chopped her up in to tiny cube-sized pieces, and she just wanted to disappear in to a hole somewhere.

Tang Mi