"Name?"
"[Reverse Smoking Like a God]."
"Name!"
"[Reverse Smoking Like a God], I'm serious, not kidding."
"Gender?"
"Can't you see? I can take off my pants."
"Okay, Mr. Anti... Anti, in view of the eighteen crimes you committed near the fourth district branch of Giant Glory Company, including blocking company employees and dancing, attempting to spy on customer information, pouring water on automatic machine guns, and trying to set fire to the clothes of guards on duty, you are now sentenced to prison until you admit your mistakes."
"I accept."
The smoker stretched out his hands frankly and let the guards of Giant Glory Company take him to the underground prison.
"Will this really work? I feel something is wrong with him." The male guard pointed to his temple.
The female employee who read out the verdict whispered, "Go through the process. What else can you do? Let this black household cause small damage for fun?"
...
Underground prison.
"Stay still!" The guard locked the prison door.
"Ah, little iron bars," the smoker shook his head, "Ah, I lost my freedom."
[I laughed so hard that I hiccuped]
[The host achieved: the first person to be imprisoned in this game]
[Did anyone notice the guard's expression as if he had seen something unsavory]
[The host's imagination was amazing, and it really worked]
The smoker sat on the ground and cleared his throat: "I'll give you a song of 'Tears Behind the Bars.'"
[What ancient song]
[Did anyone notice that the power of Giant Glory Company is too great?]
[I think in Giant City, Giant Glory Company is the boss]
Under the call of the game host's cruel singing, many prisoners woke up from their daze and sleep.
Bang!
A man with a scar on his face kicked the prison door.
He knocked on the cell door with his fist again, making a loud noise: "Enough, shut up!"
"My brother," said the smoker, "Buddha has mercy on all living beings. What crime have you committed to come here?"
"None of your business!"
The smoker pretended to be sad: "The sea of suffering is boundless, it's not too late to turn back."
[He pretends really well, but he's too fat]
[Although I smoke, drink, and eat fried chicken, I'm still a good mage]
[Gatling Bodhisattva saves all living beings]
"He's just a street thug," said a prisoner in the cell next door, "An employee of a company dumped his sister and cheated on him. He was so angry that he beat up the employee. Now he has to stay here for half a month."
The smoker nodded: "I would do the same if I were in his place."
Hearing the words of the game anchor, the scarred man softened his tone: "I beat him? He was the one who used the prosthesis to fight with me. This is how the Giant Glory Company is. Only the people in the company are human beings, and the others are their animals."
"Look at him," the scarred man pointed at the prisoner who had just spoken, "a cyber hacker, with decent skills, who was assigned a mission to find out about the lover of a senior employee, and was locked up here for no apparent reason."
The cyber hacker was very leisurely: "I'm just here to go through the motions. My client will get me out in a few days. After all, I'm still working for the company, and this is just an internal conflict."
The smoker suddenly felt that this place was full of talented people.
"What about you guys?" he asked the others.
"I'm a mercenary, and my teammates sold me out. I plan to work alone after I get out."
"I'm a wanderer in the wasteland, and you can call me when you go there to play."
"To put it more professionally, I'm a technical expert. I can repair cars, automatic machine guns, and I can always get a couple of them as long as they're mechanical."
"Prosthetic doctor."
The entire prison fell silent.
"Cyborg doctor?" The cyber hacker looked incredulous, "You're a cyborg doctor, who would dare to let you in? Those corporate people are eager to recruit more good doctors, how could they do such a thing?"
"It's nothing, actually," the cyborg doctor said nonchalantly, "I just drank two sips of high-concentration alcohol during the operation. In fact, my hands are still very steady, but my patient was so scared that his heart stopped."
The whole prison fell silent again.
[Ah, this]
[I'm almost laughing to death]
[I just drank two sips of high-concentration alcohol]
"You all are talents from all walks of life," the smoker said with emotion, "It's a fate that we are gathered here today."
[Street thugs, cyber hackers, mercenaries, wanderers, technical experts, cyborg doctors, if they were let out at once, they would be a dangerous gang]
[Exposed, should be called a team]
[Learning new technologies in prison]
[Technical exchanges in various industries to improve the level of trouble-making]
The network hacker looked at the smoker: "What about you? How did you get in?"
"I just danced a square dance, played hide-and-seek with the receptionist of Giant Glory Company, repaired the big gun barrel, dealt with some dry garbage, etc., and did nothing big."
The network hacker lowered his head: "Everyone, exchange contact information with me. People who are detained here basically can't be detained for long. Make one more friend, and you will have one more way in the future."
In the pupil of his left eye, rows of data scanned.
[Unknown signal requesting access... Yes/No]
Is it still like this?
The smoker was shocked.
He looked at the prompt that appeared on the system and chose "Yes."
The unique signal belonging to the smoker was automatically uploaded to the network hacker's artificial brain.
[You have created a contact]
[Name: Alex Carter]
[Occupation: Network Hacker]
[System prompt: You can communicate with the contact through mobile phones or other terminal devices]
"Nice!" The smoker thought that his trip was worthwhile.
"Hey," the technical expert said to the smoker, "After you get out, are you interested in hanging out with me?"
[Are you transferred to: Technical Expert?]
The Smoker's heart was beating wildly: "Yes, very much, very much!"
Sure enough, hard work will definitely bring rewards, after all, he is in the game.
[You have successfully transferred to: Technical Expert]
[Life +3, with the ability to be familiar with machinery]
The Smoker felt his brain was clear, and a strange feeling was weaving in his mind like a spider web.
The metal prison door had an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his eyes.
It seemed that everything had changed, and it seemed that nothing had changed.
[Open Level]
[Current Level: 1]
[Strength: 5, Agility: 5, Life: 8, Constitution: 5]
It turned out that this game was not without levels, but that everyone had only the default level zero before, and there was not even a level panel.
The barrage in the live broadcast room really turned into barrage, or the kind on the battlefield: overwhelming and omnipresent.
[Is this okay?]
[Newbie goal: imprisonment]
[The anchor is awesome]
[???]
[From now on, this is the Smoker Square!]
[Awesome! The anchor is awesome!]
On the world channel, a server-wide notice suddenly popped up:
Congratulations to the player [Reverse Smoking Like a God] for being the first to complete the initial mission!
The players who were demolishing Meizi Street like huskies suddenly stopped what they were doing, and amid the fear and disgust of the natives, they all ran towards the fourth district branch of the Giant Glory Company.
The fourth disaster was rushing towards the prison there.