Weird, my gaming life

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan slowly closed his eyes, feeling the primordial spirit within his body that was about to condense into a primordial core. Without hesitation, Lin Yuan entered the game world.

Since this world is not primarily a martial arts world, Lin Yuan must travel to the game world before he can break through to a higher realm. Only when he breaks through to a certain realm can the disciples who cultivate martial arts in the strange world achieve a new martial arts realm breakthrough.

This is his responsibility as the source of martial arts in this world, because almost all martial artists in this world are following in his footsteps.

But when he entered the game world, this previously frozen world was still active.

This time, there are more observers in the world, and Lin Yuan is no longer the only observer.

Therefore, the announcement Lin Yuan posted on the official website continues to generate discussion.

In the real world, inside a rented room, Wang Hao's body trembled violently, his consciousness instantly returning from the martial arts gym filled with blood and sweat.

Ever since the registered martial arts school disciple announced that they were nominal disciples, he felt as if he could return.

The feeling didn't come from a mental prompt, but from his sixth sense, as if he naturally knew he could quit the game.

After experiencing this feeling, he did not quit immediately. Instead, he and the others completed the tasks assigned by the registered disciples before choosing to exit the game.

As for the other players who couldn't stand it, they naturally chose to quit the game long ago. He carefully observed the young man practicing martial arts and found that the young man did not react to the disappearing players at all, as if he was already used to such disappearances.

This strange attitude was the reason he chose to stay, because he saw deep disdain and mockery in the young man's eyes.

Wang Hao ripped off his helmet. Outside the window, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

He had only been in the "game" for a few hours, but in the real world, it felt like an eternity. The cold touch of dragging the corpse, the suffocating fear of facing the bizarre, were still so vivid, as if they had happened just a moment ago.

"Ding-dong."

A notification message suddenly popped up on Wang Hao's computer. He turned his head and saw that a video had been sent by a streamer he usually followed.

He clicked on it instinctively. The video was shot from an extremely high, bird's-eye view.

The camera pans across the bloody arena of the northern city. In the scene, a burly man with a menacing face grins as he plunges a machete into a player's back.

The player turned into a speck of light, dropping an Originium. Immediately afterward, a cold voice rang out, accompanied by blood-red subtitles:

[Warning: The laws of order have been activated in this world...] The slaughterers in the scene turned into skeletons amidst screams. The scattered, strange stones transformed into streams of light, merging into the bodies of the surviving players.

The video ends with a freeze-frame on a line of large, scarlet words: "Order is the true essence of power. Chaos only brings destruction."

【--god.】

Wang Hao's heart skipped a beat. He immediately opened various game forums.

Sure enough, the video has spread like wildfire across the internet.

The "paid trolls" who were previously controlled by the GM and frantically flooded the screen with positive reviews were instantly overwhelmed by the huge impact of this video.

"Holy crap! Who posted this CG? It's absolutely stunning!"

"Isn't this scene too bloody and violent?"

"Wait, didn't you guys notice? It's not the players killing people randomly, it's the NPCs killing the players randomly."

"Those players who were killed in the video died such horrible deaths! Aren't the internet regulators doing anything about it?!"

"I'm fucking terrified! Is this game... real or fake? Are the developers really trying to kill the game by treating players like this?!"

"If the internet police upstairs wanted to manage this, they would have done so already. And for some reason, don't you guys find it strange?"

Why were the previous videos all filled with a horror style yet also possessing a touch of mystery, instead of showing the murder in such a bloody and graphic manner as this video?

"Yes! Yes! The virtual network monitors seem to be dead when it comes to this game. In the past, if there was anything that even remotely bordered on violation, the virtual network monitors would have already issued a notice to remove it from the platform."

The game is bloody and violent, but the virtual internet monitors seem to ignore it.

Furthermore, even the game's official developers have admitted that death leads to soul corruption! This is no ordinary game! The people behind it are utterly fearless.

Panic, doubt, excitement, fervor...

Various diametrically opposed opinions clashed fiercely online, sparking an unprecedented storm of discussion.

The popularity of "Thriller Games" once reached an unprecedented climax, but the world's high-level figures seemed to be completely oblivious, allowing this game, which combines fear, violence, and bloodshed, to continue to ferment.

Wang Hao ignored the chaotic comments. He was now considering whether he should continue playing the game, since it was just too bizarre, so bizarre that he always felt that something from the game would one day descend upon the world he lived in.

This keen and intense premonition made Wang Hao feel a little flustered. Thinking about his experiences at the martial arts school, he unconsciously clenched his fists. However, the next moment he noticed the abnormality in his body.

Because he was sore all over and extremely tired, his eyelids twitched violently.

It's worth noting that he didn't actually engage in any strenuous exercise; he was simply lying flat on his bed.

The source of this exhaustion was obvious. Thinking back to his unfounded and absurd premonition, Wang Hao couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Holy crap! I'll give it my all!"

After saying that, Wang Hao put his helmet back on.

……

Supercity, South City Martial Arts School.

Wang Hao regained consciousness.

Before dawn, the young man practicing martial arts had already begun his daily training in the courtyard of the martial arts school.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The dull thuds were particularly clear in the quiet courtyard.

Wang Hao took a deep breath and looked around, only to find that the once crowded martial arts hall was now completely empty of players. It was clear that the other players had left and did not intend to play the game anymore.

Wang Hao ignored the choices of the others.

Instead, he walked to the water tank, picked up the wooden bucket, and began his daily physical training.

After taking the blood-clotting pill, he found that his physical strength had increased significantly, and when he lifted the bucket of water, he was no longer as unsteady as he had been yesterday.

Just as Wang Hao was carrying water back and forth, trying to fill the water tank that could never be filled to the brim.

Green Hair and several other players who were the last to log out also logged back in and quietly joined the ranks of carrying water and chopping wood.

After a night of digestion, the clever group realized the game was unusual and understood that running away was futile.

"Hey, have you guys seen the new video on the official website?" Green Hair asked in a low voice while chopping wood.

"I saw it." A bespectacled man next to him adjusted his glasses, his face grave. "Compared to our area, the other regions are clearly in a much worse state, and that self-proclaimed 'god' official account seems to be on our side."

"What do you mean by standing on our side?"

Wang Hao poured a bucket of water into the vat, turned around and said, "Perhaps he's just establishing a balancing mechanism, as you've probably noticed by now! This game reflects reality..."

His words made everyone shudder.

"You mean... game intrusion..."

Green Hair suddenly shivered. Just thinking about those twisted monsters invading their world filled him with fear.

After all, if the state of a game can be reflected in reality, then it's not impossible for those strange occurrences to enter reality.

"Very likely."

Wang Hao nodded emphatically, confirming his guess, "So we should hurry up and complete the career transition to gain real power."

He glanced at the figure practicing boxing from behind, "If we want to have a future, then we can only be like him."

The group followed his gaze, their expressions gradually becoming complicated.

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the martial arts school.

The martial arts disciples immediately stopped their movements, went over and opened the gate. As soon as the gate opened, Wang Hao and his companions saw several people dressed in neat black uniforms appear at the door.

"Commander Amu's orders."

The leading disciple of the Demon Suppression Division handed over a list. "These people are the first batch to pass the assessment. Have them report to the Demon Suppression Division headquarters."

The martial arts disciple took the list, glanced at it, and nodded.

He turned around and his gaze fell on Wang Hao and the others.

"Wang Hao, Li Qi (green-haired), Sun Miao (glasses-wearing man)..."

He read out five names in a row.

"You five, pack your things and come with them."

Wang Hao was slightly taken aback.

Assessment? When did they pass the assessment?

So what if I spent the whole night moving corpses and doing odd jobs?

"What are you all standing there for?" The martial arts disciple frowned. "This is an opportunity you earned yourselves. If you dawdle any longer, it'll be gone."

Wang Hao snapped out of his daze, immediately put down the bucket, and gave Green Hair and the others a wink.

The five of them followed the members of the Demon Suppression Division and hurriedly left through the gate, getting into a black flying car, which surprised them for a while.

They originally thought this was a world where society was extremely backward, but they never expected that there would be such high technology as hovercars here.

The flying car sped through several streets and arrived in front of a building that was much more magnificent than the martial arts gym.

The black plaque bears the three large characters "Demon Suppression Division" in a flamboyant and powerful style, exuding a chilling aura.

This is the headquarters of the Demon Suppression Division. Unlike other forces and organizations that would establish their headquarters in bustling areas, the Demon Suppression Division's headquarters is different. Instead of the rare and eerie Upper and Middle Districts, the Demon Suppression Division's headquarters has always been located in the Lower District.

At the entrance, Amu stood with his hands behind his back, watching the people getting out of the car with a blank expression.

"You guys are very good."

Amu's gaze swept over the five people one by one, finally settling on Wang Hao.

"Under these circumstances, you still dared to enter this world first. You have more guts than I imagined."

He pointed to the gate of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

"From today onwards, you are the outer members of the Demon Suppression Division. Here, you will learn true power."

"But remember, power is not given to you for free."

Amu's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"In the early stages, we will provide you with basic martial arts techniques. If you want to become stronger or acquire more advanced martial arts skills and resources, you will need to exchange them with contribution points."

The only way to obtain contribution points in the Demon Suppression Division is by killing demons!

After saying that, Amu clapped his hands to the astonished and excited expressions of the group. The next moment, five members of the Demon Suppression Division walked towards them carrying a mahogany tray.

The five men looked over and saw on the tray a matching black uniform, a handsome scimitar, an antique book, and two porcelain bottles containing unknown contents.