"Squeak--boom!" The sharp sound of brakes was accompanied by a violent collision. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Violent wheezing, drowsy mind, as if Chen Mo, who had experienced another disaster, woke up from a dream.

Chen Mo looked at the flickering light next to the bed, it turned out to be a mobile phone, and I don't know which unscrupulous merchant pushed advertisements in the middle of the night. Leave your phone aside. Chen Mo looked at his unconscious legs, punched hard, and then raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, only to find that due to excessive sweating, he had not trimmed his hair for more than three months and had already attached it to his forehead, and the sticky touch made Chen Mo upset for no reason. Taking a breath, taking a deep breath, calming down, patting his thigh, Chen Mo slowly lay down again.

It's been four years......

Four years ago, Chen Mo was still a senior student, and during the last vacation of his senior year, Chen Mo, who went home to celebrate the New Year with his parents, experienced a car accident. In the tragedy, both parents died, Chen Mo suffered internal hemorrhage in the brain, and his limbs were fractured to varying degrees, although the function of the limbs gradually recovered, but the brain lost control of the legs due to blood clots. The doctor's explanation is that the brain may have judged that you had lost both legs due to the severe pain. Theoretically speaking, unlike high-risk paraplegia, Chen Mo has the possibility of regaining mobility at any time.

Thinking of this experience, Chen Mo, who was lying on the bed, couldn't help but smile bitterly, alas..... Not as good as high-risk paraplegics, "hope" is sometimes more desperate. The blow back then was indeed very big, and the fragmented scene sometimes still appeared in Chen Mo's dreams.

Shaking his head, he tilted his head and caught a glimpse of the large package not far from the bed. The delivery that just arrived today - the new game: the game helmet of "Spirit Servant".

With the development of the times, the popularization of high-speed photoelectric signal technology and the improvement of virtual reality technology, more and more virtual reality games have appeared in people's lives. Due to the excessive surplus of productivity, a large number of people have entered the game, and the government has also focused on the development of this industry in order to maintain social stability, so that there are now a large number of game workers in various countries, some who specialize in working in games to earn money, some are anchors, some sell strategies, and even use new virtual technology to provide erotic services (of course, this is illegal).

His parents died at the same time, and before Chen Mo had time to grieve, the burden of life fell on his shoulders. I used my parents' savings to finish my last studies, paid off the mortgage on the house, and there was not much left. Although his parents belong to the white-collar class and have a good income, the high housing prices for decades are still not easy to bear, even if Chen Mo is about to graduate from college, the last 3 years of the loan that his parents bought have not been paid off. Fortunately, the amount is not large, otherwise Chen Mo's life will be a problem.

Four years ago, Chen Mo didn't have much means to make a living. The high monthly rehabilitation costs, as well as the necessities of life, look at the few savings. At that time, Chen Mo's life was very depressing. The original black and thick hair was once shaved, because for a while, Chen Mo could not relieve the depression in his heart, and whenever he lost control, he would often tear his hair like crazy.

One day, in the rehabilitation center, as usual, Chen Mo looked at the people who came and went, most of them were stumps and few arms, but they all seemed to be very positive, and they were all working hard to carry out rehabilitation training, and from their faces, Chen Mo seemed to read an emotion called "hope".

Chen Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly, where is his hope?

Chen Mo let the little nurse behind him push his wheelchair and wandered around, a little listless.

Suddenly, a patient wearing a helmet in the distance attracted Chen Mo's attention.

"Hey, little handsome guy, what are you looking at?" The young nurse pushing his wheelchair asked, and looked at him with his gaze, "Haven't you played the virtual game?" Little handsome guy, now this thing is very popular, the advertisements are overwhelming, and even the dean said that if you enter a few sets of experiments, it may be good for the patient's recovery. I've heard that a lot of people make money in the game. Little handsome guy, let me tell you........"

Looking back at the interested little nurse behind him, he shook his head helplessly, Chen Mo has been in this rehabilitation center for a long time, because he has a beautiful face, but he is a facial paralysis, expressionless all day long, except for being in a daze. Later, these medical staff all knew what happened to him, and many of them took good care of him and talked to him when he was fine, hoping that he could cheer up. Chen Mo, who was absent-minded, listened to the words of the little nurse, and suddenly his heart moved: Can you make money?

Chen Mo touched his still unconscious legs, "Hope"? Just give it a try, my heartbeat seems to have intensified a bit.

With the purpose of making money, four years ago, Chen Mo played a virtual reality game for the first time, the technology at that time was not very mature, and the world simulation degree was only about 30%. Fortunately, with the maturity of the technology, the simulation degree has reached 75% in recent years, and some excellent games have even reached 80%. With the advancement of science and technology, Chen Mo, a big otaku ------who can only stay at home every day, has made great progress in his skills, and earning the necessities of life is already a piece of cake.

Like many people with the purpose of making money, Chen Mo turned to fight in one virtual world after another, and under the increasingly realistic environment, some people sank into it, and some people were able to forget their original intentions.

And Chen Mo is different, like everyone else, Chen Mo's physical limitations do not have any restrictions on him playing games. Since he couldn't walk, every time Chen Mo put on a helmet, he was particularly intoxicated by the feeling of being able to gallop and run freely in the game world.

Sometimes it is the future world where ships are crisscrossed, sometimes it is the ancient wilderness where wild beasts are rampant, and every time he runs and jumps in this virtual world, Chen Mo feels as if he is truly "alive". "Hope", "hope", what a torturous thing.

Generally, virtual games are divided into in-depth mode and casual mode. In casual mode, players can play as they please, while still being easily woken up by the outside world. In Depth mode, players will experience the virtual world more deeply, and after setting the awakening time, they will only wake up from the game if the helmet is powered off or the body has been greatly displaced.

Because of this characteristic, the government generally recommends players to play in casual mode. Because after the development of virtual games, there have been several cases of burglaries and the owner is immersed in the virtual world without knowing it. Although there are many inconveniences, otaku like Chen Mo who live alone, as well as the majority of avid game lovers, still devote themselves to the in-depth experience without hesitation.

Due to changes in his family and Chen Mo's many years of living alone, Chen Mo is really a bit taciturn, and he is also negligent with his former friends, and he doesn't pay much attention to current affairs and news. Every time a new game is released, it is the little fat dun upstairs who tells him, and even the game helmet every time is ordered by the little fat dun for him from the Internet.

However, the fat dun grade is still young, and the parents are strict, and they can't get the first batch of release helmets every time they play the game, which causes Chen Mo to often lose the opportunity when he enters the game. Although you can always win a place with your online time and patience, it is always difficult to be a decision-maker.

Time goes back to the present

Coincidentally, this time "Spirit Servant" is said to have a new technological breakthrough, the world simulation has reached an astonishing 95%, and there is even a step towards 100% complete simulation. So this time the advertising campaign is more amazing than ever, and it's simply overwhelming. Game operators are tied to almost all tertiary industries and have started to advertise. As an otaku, you don't have time to cook when you're busy, so takeout is naturally commonplace. And Chen Mo seems to be extremely Tailai, he actually won the lottery when he bought a takeaway and got the first batch of game helmets. It's the one that sits next to the bed, the package that hasn't had time to open yet.

Chen Mo looked at the package and smiled. Tomorrow at one o'clock in the afternoon, "The Spirit Servant" will officially begin. This time, it seems that luck is good, and it may not be possible to make a name for yourself.

The next day, at half past nine in the morning. Chen Mo, who was awake from his sleep in a daze, moved into a wheelchair and began to wash.

Ten minutes later, after washing up, I stuffed some breakfast haphazardly, and then unpacked the package.

Gorgeous packaging as always. What's a little different this time is that if you look at the manual, it seems that the helmet this time also comes with a mask, and it seems to have an air purification function, which looks good. Whatever, it's free anyway.

"Knock, knock, knock" The continuous and rapid knock on the door sounded, hearing this knock, Chen Mo smiled, and was not in a hurry, put down the package in his hand, controlled the wheelchair, and went to open the door without hurry.

No sooner had the door opened than a fat mound squeezed in.

"Brother Mo, Brother Mo, why did you open the door~~~" Ah, the old man of the flip-flops, is the little fat man Wu Shuang upstairs. Wu Shuang just entered high school this year, and Wu's father and mother seem to be stricter, and there are fewer opportunities to play.

"Brother Mo, Brother Mo, do you know, do you know? The Spiritual Attendant is going to open today, Spiritual Attendant, you know? O Spiritual Servant! The little fat man seemed to be very excited, and the pace of his speech was much faster.

Chen Mo smiled and nodded, this little fat man usually came to see him when he was fine, when he was in school, Fat Dun was still young, like a slug, and he followed him blindly at the age of three or four. After the tragedy at home that year, Xiao Fat Dun was a handful of snot and tears every time he saw him. Facing this little fat man, Chen Mo seemed to be in a rare mood.

"Brother Mo, let me tell you, this game, I'm a good girl, I'm amazing, you know no, the simulation degree is going to be 100%, 100% know what the concept is, it's exactly the same as us. Brother Mo, let me tell you, many of our classmates have grabbed the first batch of helmets. Hey, my parents are so annoying, and they don't buy it for me, and tell me that I will buy it only if I have a good score in the opening test, and school will start next week at the earliest, which means that I will have to play next weekend at the earliest, Brother Mo, what do you say about this? Oops! I'll go! Brother Mo, what are you doing? The helmet of "The Spiritual Attendant" ?!! Or is it not for sale? Or with a respirator? Damn, it's amazing my brother, what are you doing" The little fat man found the package that Chen Mo had opened behind him, rushed up and looked through it.

"Brother Mo, Brother Mo, this time it's developed, you have a lot of fun, wait for me to hug your thighs next week, don't forget to help me grow my face in front of my classmates, you have to be more powerful" The little fat man foamed at the mouth, and the more he talked, the more excited he became.

Chen Mo nodded helplessly, this kind of thing is not the first time, the little fat man was bullied in other games before, and he helped him find a field. There's no way, after all, it's just such a "little brother", you always have to protect it, don't you?

"Brother Mo, Brother Mo, I'll go back first, my parents will take me to the playground in a while, hey, originally I said to go with my classmates, they have to follow, the old man and the old lady, I can't play anything" said and ran upstairs with a cigarette.

This fat dun,It's really urgent.,It's been less than 5 minutes.,The mouth is like a machine gun.,The hand is not idle.,The game helmet has been installed and connected to the power supply.,But the package and garbage were also taken away by the little fat man.。 Looking at these, Chen Mo smiled again.