He also knew that upon entering the Virtual World, a normal person could benefit from their own Constitution bonus, so even last-minute practice, though not much, was still better than nothing.
Especially since the Virtual World also had a ’personal leaderboard’ feature.
The top 300 ranked individuals received a daily reward of one Spirit Stone.
He had his eyes on this.
...
On the day of the launch, at eleven in the morning.
’Only one hour until the server opens.’
Liang Haoyi, full of confidence, cheered himself on and signed an agreent with his neighbor.
The gist was that the two of them would et offline every night to ensure each other’s ntal well-being and normal behavior.
Even his father would occasionally call him.
Even in the ga, there’d be no problem; he could still receive calls.
Because the chip could link to the phone, allowing players to see incoming calls and ssages from the outside world.
Even when soone from the outside touched him, he could feel it and exit the Virtual World at any ti.
However, if there was a sudden issue requiring him to log off, or any other problem.
There were two types of log-off situations.
First, he could choose for his character to disappear, to avoid getting killed by other players.
Second, the character would not disappear, but during the player’s log-off, it would be taken over by a quantum computer and hidden as a priority.
If he had teammates, it would follow them, replicating the player’s habitual actions and normal logical thinking to help kill zombies alongside them.
Once the player logged back in, relevant mories of hiding would erge in their mind.
Of course, if confronted by a terrifying zombie, or having offended other players and suddenly logging off intending to ’entrust’.
In the face of overwhelming odds, it would surely be killed.
Liang Haoyi frequently reviewed these basic ga introductions, even morizing them.
He understood that the ga officials wanted to ensure fairness while effectively safeguarding the players’ ntal and physical health.
But as Liang Haoyi saw it, this ’entrust’ function had so issues.
’The saying "you’re just like an AI" might soon beco true, maybe even less reliable than an AI.’
’If soone is usually smart but always sses up on important tasks, it might indeed be better to entrust it to a computer.’
’At least a computer analyzes according to normal logic.’
Liang Haoyi found this entrustnt rather absurd, as so people, in critical monts, were less reliable than machines.
For example, in typical cooperative gas involving zombies.
So players, upon seeing zombies, would ss around for sure.
But an AI wouldn’t; instead, it would directly engage, emphasizing cooperation for mutual benefit.
Even if you ignore it, it would still proceed, very loyal.
As for humans, that’s not always the case.
However, if the AI also replicates the person’s unreliable personality, and fear-induced running away, then pretend he never said it.
Liang Haoyi thought to himself, as he saw the ti approaching, he lay down inside the specially-designed virtual pod.
Following the instructions, he put on the virtual chip and glasses.
They had a strange fitting capability, preventing them from falling off during motion.
...
Unaware, Liang Haoyi fell asleep.
He had been too exhausted these past few days, the last-minute sprint practices certainly left him physically and ntally drained.
But just as he was drifting in a daze.
(Welco to the Virtual World)
An electronic voice suddenly sounded.
He opened his eyes, finding himself in an unfamiliar room, still maintaining a sleeping posture.
’Is this the Virtual World?’
He felt a bit excited, and his sleepiness quickly vanished.
Because there was no panel in his vision, no operation fra, just like normal.
As he touched the soft bed and pinched his own hand, the tactile sensation was the sa as reality.
Only the pervasive bloody and rotten sll in the air made him feel nauseous.
He thought it was the most disgusting sll he had ever encountered in his life.
’System, adjust sense of taste to 50%.’
Feeling uncomfortable, he ntally muttered a command.
The next second, his senses felt much more eased.
This was a sensory setting, introduced on the official website, but not here.
This was the officials’ way to maximize imrsion.
If not for preparing people psychologically, even the initial (Welco to) would have been omitted.
’According to the background, it’s currently the fifteenth day since the disaster outbreak, and I’m also very hungry...’
He thought, quickly getting into character, walking to the window nearby.
Outside was a street with overturned vehicles and a group of zombies with decaying skin.
Not far from them was a small convenience store.
The task now was to search for food.
Reaching the convenience store could solve the problem for several days.
However, he had read the materials, knowing that so zombies possessed high Constitution, which wasn’t sothing an ordinary Martial Artist could handle.
This required certain strategies and testing the Constitution of the zombies below.
But as he saw these zombies, nausea welled up within him once more.
’I used to think that after watching so many horror movies recently, I’d have so psychological adaptation...’
’But now, it seems like it didn’t help at all...’
He now realized that reality (the Virtual World) was different from movies.
Yet for the experience, to rely on training within the Virtual World to grow stronger, enhance various combat capabilities, and thus climb the leaderboard.
He made a decision not to adjust the pain threshold, nor to enable blurred vision, and even restored his sense of sll from before.
"Urgh..."
The intense sense of taste hit once more, coupled with the visual impact of the zombies downstairs and the street’s scattered limbs.
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