In 2050, mankind has experienced a century of rapid development, and technology seems to have reached a bottleneck.

Everything seemed to be held down by an invisible hand. Humans call it the "cocoon" era.

Everything loses its vitality, and all research fails at the end of the day. What's going on?

It may be that the development of human beings has reached the limit of this world, and the Creator cannot tolerate it.

In 2070, a mysterious game company called "Old Ring" was born. They brought an immersive online game - "The End of the World".

Agents dressed in black walk through scientific research institutions in one country after another. Everyone was blown away by the technology – the immersive gaming pods, the gaming headsets. You can retain all your senses and even feel the touch in it.

This is a technology that is different from VR. The whole world is boiling. All nations tried to find the secret, but found nothing. They even sent various agents to the company's headquarters to find clues about how this unheard-of small company broke through the "cocoon". They even kidnapped the executives, but they were all just agents and didn't know how to get information.

But nothing was found.

"We're just a pure gaming company! The secret to it all is in this game. We just want to bring happiness to humanity. When a player reaches the end of the game, all the secrets of technology are revealed. ”

The person behind the scenes sent the news through an agent. All countries are boiling, and again follow the news. But there is no trace at all. It's as if this person behind the scenes doesn't belong to this world.

So they had to follow this clue and start vigorously promoting the game in their own country. Until the day the server is opened......

"Ding! Please enter your game name. ”

The game prompt sounded, and Jin Ning looked around excitedly, only to see that there was an endless dazzling white light as far as the eye could see.

Jin Ning rubbed his few beards and said the name of his game in an extremely obscene tone: "Shadow Hunter!" ”

"Repeated."

"Isn't it! How can there be a fool with this name! ”

Jin Ning rubbed his beard again, and said his proud work in a more obscene tone: "Fengque! ”

"Repeated."

"No, sir! Literary and artistic ones are not good? Jin Ning was about to collapse, this was already the eleventh name he had given.

"It's only been 15 minutes since the service started! I knew that I wouldn't go to Lana with Hu Xu! ”

…………

Jin Ning is an ordinary college student, and Hu Xu is also an ordinary college student. The two are roommates. It's just that this Hu Xu is an out-and-out "three-body" person. is full of "The Three-Body Problem", so he is extremely insecure, and he is always afraid that he will be destroyed in the next second.

Especially in an enclosed space like a toilet, he can't let it out without anyone guarding the door.

Fortunately, he has a good brother like Jin Ning. Of course, the main reason is that Hu Xu is rich, and he invites Jin Ning to eat every once in a while. Especially when guarding the door, Hu Xu cried bitterly in the private room every time, and by the way, he transferred twenty or thirty yuan to Jin Ning.

After hearing about the high-end and technological sense of the game "Apocalypse", Hu Xu made up his mind to participate in this game and play his own world. However, this game requires the use of a game pod or a virtual headset.

The size of the game cabin is huge, and the price ranges from 30,000 to 300,000 at the same time, which is far from what a college student like Jin Ning can enjoy, so he can only settle for the next best thing and choose a virtual helmet.

Because of years of gatekeepership, Hu Xu bought himself and Jin Ning a game helmet without blinking after seeing the news. Naturally, this time it was Jin Ning's turn to cry bitterly.

Although Jin Ning prides himself on being a hardcore player, sticking to the battlefield of StarCraft, and only playing the first generation. But the main reason is that his computer is just too bad. This is extremely rare in a world where low-end products no longer exist! So he could only stick to Interstellar 1 with the only dozens of brothers left in the world and stand on the last shift.

So the opportunity to switch to "The End of the World" and embrace high-tech is something he cherishes even more.

So on the day of the start of the server, he got into the helmet early, waiting for the first one to rush into the game and seize the opportunity.

But because of the theorem of "there must be three emergencies at critical moments", Hu Xu, an uncompetitive guy, wanted to lose a big bag again, so Jin Ning could only take off his helmet and help him guard the door. But who would have thought that this guard would be fifteen minutes. So Jin Ning missed out on her favorite ID.

…………

The camera returned to the game, and after struggling for a long time, Jin Ning still entered the game with such a very contemporary name as "The Rising Sun".

One is because the name shows that he is particularly mature, and the other is because this game can pay tribute to the milestone character of StarCraft - Mr. Huang Xudong!

Of course, the most critical reason is that this name is assigned by the system, and no one has called it yet.

"A real master, the names are very low-key......" Jin Ning comforted herself with tears in her eyes and entered the game.

His eyes darkened, and when he opened his eyes again, Jin Ning found himself standing in the sky, overlooking the world. Jin Ning even felt a cold wind blowing in his ears, and the white clouds were within reach. It's just that I can't control my body.

"Good fellows! This realism! I'm blowing up! ”

Directly below me is a bustling city, it is noon, the sun is high, the whole city is full of life, and at the same time busy like an ant nest. Suddenly, Jin Ning came to an endless desert at this time. The sand particles blew into his eyes, making Jin Ning can't help but want to rub it, but he can't do it himself.

"Come up and persecute the player! I threw up! Rub it for me! ”

It seemed that the system heard Jin Ning's call and helped him clear the fine sand that entered his eyes, and suddenly the discomfort in Jin Ning's eyes disappeared.

As soon as Jin Ning opened his eyes, he saw that the yellow sand had collapsed one after another, revealing tall metal frames. The wind and sand were blowing, making it difficult for him to see what was in front of him. Only the metal shelves that seemed to contain cylindrical objects could be seen from the yellow sand.

"Phew!" Flames rose into the sky, and a heat wave rushed in. Gray-yellow missiles roared into space and disappeared from Jin Ning's field of vision.

"Good fellows! Great production! ”

The perspective suddenly turned back to the city just now, only to see the air raid sirens blaring, and people were in chaos. The whole city fell into a panic, and Jin Ning's heart was suddenly entangled.

"Good fellows! Why am I panicking too! ”

"Boom!" A loud bang that shattered the eardrum a hundred times wrapped in a shockwave, and the mushroom cloud enveloped the entire city.

"When the mushroom cloud rises all over the world...... This world ...... has already been pronounced dead......" The hoarse male voice suddenly remembered in his ears, startling Jin Ning.

"This ...... It's the ant nest...... This...... It's the world...... This...... It's the ...... of the last days."

The picture turned, and at this time, it should have come to the post-war period, and the entire city was only left with broken walls and ruins, and countless unknown creatures flashed red light in their eyes in the night.

"Game ...... The ...... began," the hoarse male voice said the last sentence in an unwilling tone.

At this point, the cutscene CG is finally over. Jin Ning couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in her heart: "This is an anti-war game!" Tut-tut! "But...... The game has finally begun! ”

It was black again, and two silver-gray, reddish words appeared in his eyes: The end of the world!

"I'm going to dominate the whole server!"

PS: It is recommended to set the reading background as a personal background - urban ruins. It can enhance a little sense of substitution.