Alto’s eyes opened weakly. After finishing his work on The White Blade, he had fallen asleep for a full 24 hours. His body was still a little heavy. He climbed out of his bed to get a drink from one of the bags of food he had procured soti before. His head ached from the ntal exhaustion he had been suffering from for a week.
After quenching his thirst, he decided to check the reward his system had handed to him upon completion. It was a gift box of so type. Alto was a bit intrigued as to what the gift box could be and what he would receive from it. He hoped it would be better than the fifteen creation points he had received from the welco package.
Alto initiated the ch Designer Protocol and opened its system nu. He tapped on the package icon to see the image of a white gift box tied with gold ribbons. Alto took the gold ribbons as a sign of good luck. He tensed up before choosing to open the box. When he did, it illuminated the room and blinded him montarily. Alto wished this feature had a dimming option.
The light slowly dimd out, and he could see the image of two golden tickets before him. The system responded with a new screen:
[You have received two lottery tickets. The lottery function is now available to the user.]
Alto proceeded to ask the system what the "lottery function" was, to which it responded:
[The lottery function is a place where luck is tested. Each spin can only be activated by a lottery ticket. Rewards given are random.]
Alto did not dwell much on his thoughts before bringing up the lottery function. What looked like a huge golden wheel materialized before him. It looked like a giant pizza cut into eight parts. On each part was a red question mark. If Alto had to guess, those would be his prizes, and they were hidden from him. Alto wondered if it would make any difference if he could see the rewards. Surely it would have no effect on the end result.
He supposed this was done only to increase the tension that ca with the lottery wheel. But now that he stopped to think about it, why did the ch Designer Protocol have a lottery function? Sotis it felt like he was ssing with a ga, but personal experience had taught him that this was the real deal.
[Would you like to spin?]
The question popped up before him. There was the option of using one ticket at a ti, and there was the option of using five or all at once. Alto chose to use both his lottery tickets at once, as he felt this might affect his luck. As he tapped on the icon that said Use All, for the first ti he called on his luck to show for once.
A huge arrow appeared in the center of the lottery wheel and pointed up. It spun around at a fast speed, going over the question marks. Alto did not feel agitated due to the fact that he could not see behind the question marks. That way, if he missed sothing truly important, he would have no way of knowing.
The arrow started to slow down, and it soon ca to a stop on a question mark. In that mont, agitation crept into Alto’s mind as he looked at what would be revealed in a few seconds. The first thing he saw was a golden eyeball. Words appeared underneath it.
[The Designer’s Eye]
Not given enough ti to ponder what those words truly ant, the wheel started to spin again. This ti, it stopped on another question mark. Another wave of tension filled the room, causing Alto to adjust where he sat. The next reward he received was a license.
[Grade C ch License]
Alto was more surprised by the second reward. A Grade C ch License was basically a basic model ch of current ch designs. Compared to the shabby model he had worked on earlier, which was at best a Grade D ch, this one was of much better quality.
"So I really can get a ch license from the ch Designer Protocol?" Alto said in doubt. The more he used the ch, the more he questioned its existence. Who could have built such a device? And for what purpose? Were there others like it? How did the professor co into contact with it? Would soone co for the device one day? Alto steered his mind away from the questions that overwheld him. He felt that the more he obtained benefits from the ch Designer Protocol, the closer he would eventually get to its origin—whatever it was.
The first thing he had to check was the Designer’s Eye. As weird as it sounded, he knew from experience that the ch Designer was not one for gas. He found the things he had received from the lottery within his inventory.
He selected the Designer’s Eye to find whatever information it would display, and what he saw surprised him.
[The Designer’s Eye]
[Information on the item is restricted]
"What do you an, restricted? What is this thing?" No matter how many tis he looked at it, it was only an eyeball. Alto doubted it was an actual eyeball, but the restriction placed on the item made him skeptical.
"Why is it restricted?" he asked the system.
The response it gave him was even more baffling.
[The user is unqualified to access the restricted information.]
Alto tried to pry further, but the system did not give him any attention. "If it’s restricted, then why did you give it to ? You should at least tell what it does." But there was no reply from it. "If I don’t know what it is or what it does, how can I use it?" This ti the system responded.
[Does the user wish to bond with the Designer’s Eye?]
Alto bit his lower lip and thought to himself. "If you won’t tell what it does, I can’t use it now, can I?"
He proceeded to check the Grade C ch License he had received from the system.
[Grade C ch License]
Authorized license of the Opis Magnum developed by Vax Industries.
Type: Light dium ch.
"A light dium ch?" Alto could not hide his surprise. A light dium ch fell under the category of a dium-weight class ch, only that it was on the lighter side. The advantage of having a paid-for ch license ant it could also be used in real ti to build a non-virtual ch. With the license being saved to his gaming account, it would not appear suspicious. Of course, he would have to co up with a reason why he acquired such a license.
Alto wondered how the system acquired the ch license in the first place. Looking up the license on the net, he was surprised to find out that it cost approximately one hundred million ga credits. With each use of the ch Designer Protocol, Alto beca more and more frightened by it.
He did not let the surprise get to him this ti. He would take advantage of what it gave him to the fullest and forge a path to beco one of the greatest ch designers. His mind went back to the Designer’s Eye from earlier. He considered bonding with it. He believed that the system would not send him the eye as a reward if it would not benefit him as a ch designer.
He boldly initiated the command to bond with the Designer’s Eye. The image of the eye appeared before him as the process began. The image of the eye scanned his face before focusing its rays on his right eye. At first, Alto was anxious. He wondered if the system would lt his right eye and replace it with another.
It only took a few minutes before the image of the eyeball rewrote itself into his right eye. It was significantly easier than Alto had expected and not painful in the least. When it was done, Alto experienced no change in his right eye. "Maybe it’s out of charge or sothing." Alto made up an excuse as he felt his eye for the third ti. It still felt like his eye, but he could feel sothing changing within.
Not long after, the system brought up another screen, and this one happened to be the best news yet.
[A mission has been completed. Congratulations on selling your very first virtual ch. The reward of 5000 creation points has been sent to you.]
Alto jumped up for joy at the thought of his very first ch being sold. He had low expectations of anyone buying his low-tier ch, but it had happened. Now he could call himself a sowhat accomplished ch designer with a sale. That beca the happiest he had been in a very long ti—to see all his efforts paying off.
His mind could not stop thinking about how he would use his creation points to improve his own talent pool. Truly, the advantages that ca with the ch Designer Protocol were infinite and rewarding.
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