Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Sliding his fingers across the piece of art that was the Hell4PRO gaming console, Ren Suo put it before his eyes together with that unknown circular gaming system, his eyes darting back and forth between them incessantly.
The Hell4PRO console was square in shape, with the logo of Hell Co. embossed on its top. It looked like four-layers of square boxes stacked together with a slight incline.
The Hell4 console looked like a three-layered box while the Hell4PRO console looked like a four-layered box. That was why this generation of console earned the nickna ‘real gaming console from hell’ online – a taphor for the third and fourth levels of hell. Soone with too much ti on his hands even made an image of Hell18 console on Photoshop. That’s right – it was eighteen layers stacked together.
The Hell4PRO console ca with a complete set of equipnt – HDMI cable, original power cable, original USB cable, a Hell Co. exclusive wireless Bluetooth controller, original combat headphones and an official manual.
Now that was the gaming console set that Ren Suo was familiar with.
But the circular gaming console – or perhaps it could be described as a black circular object – completely eluded Ren Suo’s imagination.
He had not the faintest idea how this thing worked and what it did.
If Hell4PRO was four boxes stacked together, then the circular gaming console was at least made of more than a hundred discs stacked together.
There was no logo, no cables, no controller. Nothing.
Compared with the Hell4PRO, the circular gaming console was as understated as a super millionaire who loved to eat at the roadside grill stand. Even with his boyish sense of aesthetics, Ren Suo thought that the circular gaming console looked way cooler than the Hell4PRO.
Its glossy black exterior, like a shell of crystal, attracted his eyes. Even if Ren Suo decided that this thing was useless, he would put it at ho as a display piece. At least it looked cool.
He fussed over it for a few minutes, but still did not find the start button on the circular gaming console. Disappointed, he put it aside and turned his attention to the Hell4PRO.
When Ren Suo took the controller out of the box, he saw the blue light on the wireless Bluetooth controller light up.
At the sa ti, a blue glow emitted from the core of that circular gaming console. The machine started humming faintly. Just then, the wall-mounted TV in the living room turned on by itself.
Ren Suo stared dumbfounded at the myriad of colours exploding from the TV, which finally rged into a blue sphere. A crisp and chirpy voice exclaid,
“Mini worlds of endless fun!”
Ren Suo looked down at the Hell Co. controller on his hands, then at the cable-less circular gamign console, then back at the DaMi LED TV which had turned on by itself.
“Who can tell how this Hell Co. controller connected itself to this gaming console, and how this console connected itself to the TV?”
Just then, the screen turned black and new information appeared on it:
[Wireless Bluetooth ‘Hell4PRO Ga Controller’ detected. Automatic connection completed.]
[4K display equipnt ‘DaMi L55M5-AB’ detected. Automatic connection completed.]
[Dear gar, welco to the Mini Worlds Gaming Console. Mini worlds of endless fun await.]
[First-ti user detected. Please register a World Account.]
Then a rectangular box appeared. Ren Suo’s interest was piqued. This Mini World Gaming Console was pretty impressive – it could connect itself to Hell Co.’s controller and the DaMi TV wirelessly. It looked like future tech. But how could a hardcore gar like himself not have heard of this gaming console before?
This na. It sounded like it was developed by a local gaming manufacturer. But most of the consoles produced dostically were junk…
Could this be a sampler for a new model? Why would it be delivered here then?
Ren Suo examined the delivery box of the Mini Worlds Gaming Console. The recipient was him, Ren Suo, indeed; even the address was perfectly correct. The only anomaly was that the na of the sender was one that he had never before seen – Neisser Co.
Ren Suo searched it up online, only to find that no information on this company existed. But he wasn’t hung up on this. He turned around to look at the TV again. The screen was still showing the prompt for him to register a World Account.
“Na? Hmm? Can I use Xuanese pinyin?” Ren Suo was rather surprised. He recalled that only English could be used for personal accounts on the Hell4PRO. Now it seed that this gaming console was most likely dostically-produced. It used Xuanese completely – an advantage for those Xuan Nation players tortured by English and Japanese.
Picking a na was easy for Ren Suo.
He was quite skilled at creating a na. In order to identify how his information was leaked from his junk ssages and junk mail, he would always choose to use the na of the company directly as his own na.
For example, when creating an account for Penguin Telecommunications, his account was Penguin_Ren. His gaming account for Nine Cities Gas was Nine Cities_Ren. Simple and vulgar.
He had in fact decided on the na Hell-Ren for his gaming account. If he couldn’t use Xuanese, he would use English.
But now this gaming console was not from Hell Co.. It was called ‘Mini Worlds Gaming Console’.
He couldn’t call himself World_Ren, could he?
Ren Suo thought of the sender of the gaming console – Naisser Co. That Naisser Co. must have at least been the distributor of this gamign console, right? Should be right to look for them?
Hence, Ren Suo picked the na “Naisser_Ren”.
A red glow suddenly burst out from the Mini Worlds Gaming Console and scanned Ren Suo from head to toe, frightening him. The screen read:
[Soul and physical data recorded. Apart from Naisser_Ren, no other information-bearing entity may use this product.]
[Naisser_Ren, Level 1 gar. Welco to Mini Worlds. Mini worlds of endless fun await!]
Imdiately, the main nu appeared. Ren Suo did not see a single ga on the screen. The background was Earth, nestled among a patch of stars. He could even tell all the stars apart in the Solar System depicted in the background. A leisurely music played in the background and Ren Suo soon relaxed himself.
“Nice screen, eh? But what gas are there? Where can I top-up credit to buy gas?”
Two large square options appeared on the screen: [World Store] [What should you best do now?]
Ren Suo picked [What should you best do now?], and a hint popped out:
[Your best option now is to access the free ga of the week in the World Store.]
“Oh, there’s even a free ga?” Ren Suo was surpised. He recalled that all Hell Gas mbers enjoyed a free ga each month as well. But he had to purchase mbership.
As for this Mini Worlds Gaming Console, all he had done was to register an account. He had not topped up any credit. Was there a free ga already?
“Maybe it’s just an ordinary mini-ga. Like those arcade gas…”
Ren Suo entered the World Store only to find it empty. There were only two options: [Free Ga of the Month] and [Search]. When he clicked on [Search], a ssage popped out:
[Each search costs 10 rit points. You can’t afford it, pauper.]
Ren Suo stared dumbly at the screen. Only then did he notice his rit points on the top right corner of the screen: 0.”The currency on this console is rit points? But you’ve got to tell where I can top up credit! And this ssage is way too colloquial, isnt’ it?” Ren Suo complained.
Then, he picked [Free Ga of the Month]. After three seconds of loading, an insanely cool ga appeared on the screen –
“Hitman”.
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