Chapter 1271: 409. Congratulations, congratulations
Ti ticked away second by second.
Mason Gray’s excitent gradually faded.
With less than 30 minutes left until the ga maintenance began, why hadn’t the hidden occupation storyline started yet?
Mason Gray looked around and noticed a one-way mirror on the wall.
It seed that soone was hiding behind the one-way mirror, staring at him.
To prevent any accidental character deaths during the ga maintenance, Mason Gray opened the ga interface and selected the log-out button.
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But he couldn’t log out!
The logout button was grayed out!
A ssage in the ga stated that he was in the middle of a hidden occupation plot, and the logout function had been disabled.
As a sophisticated large-scale virtual reality ga, “Starry Sea” also provided players with a physical offline thod.
That was to physically remove the helt in reality.
This thod would trigger a forced logout penalty, freezing the character for 1 day.
But the ga was about to undergo maintenance for 24 hours, so a one-day character freezing penalty was virtually inconsequential.
With this thought, Mason Gray decided to give it a try.
He switched the “operation mode” on the ga interface, changing the sensory feedback of his hands from ga mode to reality mode.
The tactile sensation in his hands changed.
He felt the tabletop in reality, and as he lifted his hands, his fingertips touched the external shell of the helt.
Just as Mason Gray was about to forcefully remove the ga helt, with a hiss, a pneumatic door opened nearby.
Mason Gray watched as two figures in black robes entered the room, slowly lowered his hands in reality, and switched back to “ga mode”.
“The hidden occupation storyline is about to begin. Let’s see what happens first,”
Mason Gray felt a vague sense of anticipation.
The figures in black robes lifted their hoods.
The two revealed a face obscured by a tal face shield.
One of them held a stack of docunts.
He took a few steps forward, ca to Mason Gray, and with a synthetic electronic voice read from the docunt,
“Frequently drinks bitter gourd juice, 32 years old, born on Neut-117 Planet, graduated from Federal College a year ago, mid-tier academic qualification, no record of service in the Space Navy. Am I correct?”
Mason Gray silently nodded his head.
The figure in the black robe threw the docunts onto the tabletop, grabbed Mason Gray’s chin, and bellowed at him,
“No! I am not correct! You are not the Federal citizen I described! Your damned na is disgusting! No Federal citizen would na themselves Bitter Gourd Juice!”
“Slap!”
A heavy slap landed on Mason Gray’s face.
Mason Gray was stunned, his cheek twitched, and he never imagined he would receive a heavy blow to the face from an NPC.
“Slap slap slap!”
Three more loud and weighty slaps followed.
The figure in the black robe grabbed Mason Gray by the collar and roared,
“Who are you?! You damned, vile soul! Why are you possessing a Federal citizen’s body?! Who helped you do this?! You bunch who invade others’ bodies, where do you co from? Speak up!”
What the heck?
Has this NPC lost its mind?
What are you screeching about?
Mason Gray was furious after being slapped four tis.
He tried to open his mouth to curse but suddenly found he had lost the ability to speak, and his body was completely frozen, unable to move.
Unbeknownst to him, the second figure in a black robe had produced a black chain.
One end of the chain was held by the robed figure, while the other end passed through Mason Gray’s ankle, penetrating his body.
Many black chains mysteriously appeared on the surface of Mason Gray’s body, slowly trembling in the air.
[You have been attacked by a Torture Cultivator.]
[You are controlled by “Torture Chain.”]
[You have officially started the hidden occupation task.]
[Over the next 26 minutes, you will be tortured.]
[Please explore the conditions to complete the hidden occupation task on your own.]
Tortured for 26 minutes?!
Fear flashed through Mason Gray’s eyes.
That ant, until 26 minutes later, when the ga maintenance started, he would have to endure this tornt!
What kind of hellish task was this?
How could such a task requirent exist?
How did the ga developers even approve this plot?
This kind of plot is allowed online?!
“Ah!!~~~~”
Excruciating pain shot through every part of his body, Mason Gray’s veins bulged, his eyes widened, and the pain was unbearable, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth.
“Why is it so painful?! Didn’t I adjust the pain coefficient to 10%? Turn it off, turn off the pain coefficient now!”
Mason Gray’s body convulsed as he struggled to operate the ga interface.
But sothing strange happened.
The ga interface shimred with a mosaic-like luminescence.
No matter how Mason Gray tried to control it with his mind, the ga interface did not respond.
Moreover, each ti the pain intensified due to the tornt, the ga interface would blur a bit more, seeming as if it would fade from his sight.
“Why isn’t the ga interface responding? What kind of broken ga is this?! I want to file a complaint!”
As the player’s most significant reliance, the ga interface fell into paralysis at this crucial mont.
His fear was infinitely magnified!
His pupils contracted severely, needle-sized, with only the black-robed man’s words echoing in his ears:
“Speak up! Speak up! Who are you? Where do you co from? Who helped you take over soone else’s body?”
“Speak up!”
“Slap slap slap—ssssss—”
“Ahhhhhh—”
“Speak up!”
“Speak—up—”
“I say… I… say…”
Mason Gray gasped for air like a drowning person who had just been given oxygen, violently pumping his chest.
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