Am I in the game?

In a secret laboratory under a family

. .

six months ago

"Test number 0. The sample lasted for two minutes and forty-five seconds after ingesting a mouthful of pure dragon blood.

Time of death: 4.22 am."

I should be the only one in the house. who's talking?

Tamura Masao opened his eyes, only to be blinded by the light. There is no longer a hole in the virtual reality capsule. Rather, it was facing a white roof. The walls that surrounded it were white and resembled cold and hard metal. It felt like something out of science fiction. The room was like an intensive care unit. Perched atop a cold metal table, Tamura Masao was bare-chested and wired to all sorts of instruments. His back was freezing.

Tamura Masao noticed that there was a group of people in white coats surrounding him, who were looking at him as if they had just seen a ghost.

I thought I just accepted a mission from the game? where am I?

Suddenly, Tamura Masao felt as if a large amount of data was being transferred into his mind, causing his head to ache in excruciating pain. The last thing he can remember is accepting the assignment. He was in the midst of creating a new character in the game "Martian Falcon" when he apparently started smelling burnt eggs...

"Quickly, let Ms. Zhi Rou know! The sample came back to life!

"Call the guards!"

When the researchers started a fuss, Tamura Masao realized that he could understand them, even though they were speaking in a language he had never heard before. "Specimen," "return to life," and "watchmen"—these terms unnerved him. Soon after, he could hear the sound of fast footsteps coming from outside.

Should I run or just lie down? Tamura Masao made the first decision in a split second. He wasn't the type of person to just lie around. He jumped up suddenly, tore the wires embedded in his body, And he started running to the door opposite him. The researchers did not try to stop him, but hastily retreated to avoid running into him.

Clash!

He made his way down the white corridor, to be greeted by more than a dozen guards in black suits armed with electric batons advancing at him from both sides.

Tamura Masao gasped at the sight of the insignia on the uniform. In the form of a half plant.

The Black Dragon Organization from Planet Proxima in the first edition? Wasn't it eliminated?

Suddenly, a guard waves an electric baton in Tamura Masao's face and Tamura Masao raises his hand to stop him. The ensuing current caused his entire body to convulse in pain. It seemed as if his bones were about to split open and his entire body became numb.

Is the pain value at 100%?

The pain value in "Martian Falcon" has been restricted to a maximum of 40% because any higher setting could cause nerve damage to players. The VR capsule was also supposed to monitor the player's vitals to prevent this, But it was disabled at the moment.

It's only been seven years, and the capsule is having problems? damn it! The repairman I paid $500 to a few days ago told me it would be good for another six months! I want to return the money!

. .

The guards grabbed him and took him to a small room where they locked him alone in pitch black darkness.

Tamura Masao grinned in pain as he massaged his wrist. His head continued to throb as more information poured in.

It took Tamura Masao a moment to process the information and understand what had happened to him.

You moved to the "martian falcon"?

His eyes widened in astonishment.

"Martian Falcon" was a fully immersive virtual reality game that ran servers all over the world and featured a player count of 100 million people.

The game is set in a vast world with a procedurally generated world map and landscape using the latest generation of quantum computers. The size of her world was huge, It was said to be able to run smoothly even with a million concurrent players. There are many organizations and companies that specialize in gold farming and dungeon opening, And the best pieces of armor can go for ridiculous prices of up to a million US dollars.

Being a very popular game, a good balance was most important. While big spenders enjoy certain advantages, However, it wasn't unfair to the extent that ordinary players were displeased. Maintaining competitiveness and improving skills were key factors in achieving balance in the game. The martian falcon did a good job in these areas, which facilitated its strong appeal as an esport.

Although Tamura Masao really did make a living playing the game, the term "professional gamer" didn't fit him very well. He was, instead, one of the despised high-rankers and preferred to work alone.

Tamura Masao has been playing the game since its inception, and through many versions, has made a name for itself. In the last 100 annual rankings, he was ranked 6. He definitely had what it took to try his hand at going pro, لكن What I enjoyed most about the game was the leveling up experience.

"The Gene Organization was created from one of the novice planets. New characters are sent back in Martian Falcon v1: Planet Proxima," muttered Tamura Masao.

Prior to transmission, the "martian falcon" had already been in operation for more than a decade.

Tamura Masao slapped himself.

His memories were still jumbled, and he couldn't remember anything about his original life — not even his own name. All he could remember were details about this world, such as his current age. It was currently in the year 2022 of the "martian falcon" calendar, a year after the schedule was updated.