He fell quickly, and the feeling of weightlessness continued to accumulate in his body, keeping his heart high.

Fortunately, this feeling of weightlessness seems to have been diminished a little, allowing him, even an old fellow of considerable age, to try such an act without any obstacles.

The whirring sound of the wind kept flying in his ears, and the scene of the rapid fall made his heart throb.

There was an altitude indicator on the guidance interface in front of him, which showed that he was still more than 3,000 meters above the ground, and this was the time when he was about to open his parachute and start to slow down his fall.

With the clanging sound of the guidance assistance system, Mr. President did not hesitate to press the red button on the right-hand side.

Bang! sususu~

With the sound of a rope being constantly pulled, and with a final bang, a pale blue parachute exploded above his head, and he suddenly felt his body stagnate, and his speed immediately dropped by more than half.

In this way, with the help of the guidance assistance system, he completed a skydiving experience without loss, which can be described as a thrilling experience.

After landing, with the help of the guidance assistance system, he quickly disassembled the parachute backpack and directly discarded the parachutes that were in the way.

And at the moment when he threw the parachute, a light curtain popped up from the guidance assistance system in front of him.

[Happy playing!] 】

With this light curtain, the guidance assistance system disappeared, and there was nothing in front of him, as if he had been left behind on the island.

So what's next? Mr. President scratched his head, a look of confusion.

He glanced around and saw that there were a number of abandoned factories around him, which were dilapidated and seemed to have not been used for a long time.

Thinking like this, he was about to go inside.

But he had only walked a few steps when he looked up and saw a parachute fall in mid-air, and the man seemed to be very lucky to land directly on the top of the factory.

Wow, this person is really unlucky, he fell on the top floor of the factory, how do you have to get down? There must be a staircase, right? Mr. President secretly thought in his heart, but he felt that this poor creature was really unlucky.

However, just when he was constantly mourning for the other party in his heart, a sudden sound came from the top floor of the factory!

As president, although he can't say everything about firearms, he still knows the general situation.

Therefore, from the sound, he could tell that the sound was a gunshot, and it was also the kind of sound that only a sniper rifle could make.

His thoughts had just flashed, and with a soft pop, he saw a ball of blood burst out of his forehead, and his body in this GC world fell straight back.

[Game over, you're dead!] 】

A subtitle flashed on the interface in front of him, and then his eyes went black, and he shivered all over his body, and only then did he recover from the shock of being shot.

At the same time, the secretary who was standing outside and was cleaning up the countertop happened to see Mr. President lying on the sofa on his side, suddenly shivered, sat up suddenly, and immediately took off the GC helmet, his eyes full of shock.

Seeing this, the secretary hurriedly poured a glass of water and walked over, she was about to ask something.

However, the president just took the water cup in her hand and drank it all, and without waiting for her to speak, he asked eagerly: "Is there any relevant introduction information about the game "Angry Battle of the North Island" in this GC product?" ”

"Yes!" The secretary agreed, and quickly came to the table, tapped on a laptop, and quickly showed it to the president.

After carefully reading the above introduction, the president couldn't help but slap the table angrily, "This damn Mernanke actually dares to kill me!" ”

Although he said this, the secretary clearly saw that the corners of Mr. President's mouth were upturned, and it was obvious that this was not a real angry sentence.

This kind of gesture has only been seen by the secretary in her nephew, who is addicted to online games.

Before the inquisitive secretary could open his question, Mr. President put his helmet on his head again, tilted his neck, and lay down on the sofa again, falling into a deep sleep.

Just when Mr. President was playing games during his working hours, the outside world had already erupted one storm after another about GC helmets.

"Oh my God! It's unbelievable! Is there such a good thing in this world? It's a paradise for us gamers! ”

"The ID is called Fangxin arsonist guy, you have a kind of 1v1 heads-up with me! How dare you let me fall to the ground and become a corpse! ”

"This game is fun! It's been a long time since I've played such a fun game! And this scene is so realistic, if I didn't know that I was on the Internet, I would have thought I was fighting on an isolated island! ”

On the Internet, all kinds of post bars, forums, personal social networking sites, and topics about GC are only high.

Moreover, as more and more people discussed, more people were curious, so they joined the discussion, which led to the high sales of GC helmets.

The booming sales and Meyer's explosive hype got the media involved in the discussion, and headlines on major media websites quickly ran into all sorts of content about GC helmets.

"Boom, Ellison Technologies' latest invention, a new world called GC!"

"It's terrible, this company has created a world!"

"The latest virtual technology large-scale game, "Fury Battle North Island" has landed at the top of the game industry."

All sorts of eye-catching headlines were hung on the headlines, and many people who browsed the web were curious and couldn't help but click on them.

After reading it, they were all shocked and emotional, and then they got up and went to the GC helmet flagship store to buy GC helmet products.

However, when they rushed to the flagship store, they found that there was a long queue at the door of the flagship store, and the number of people in the line was unknown, and they couldn't count it at all!

But even so, there are still many people who continue to follow this long line, making this long line even longer.

People who see this long dragon for the first time can't help but secretly wonder, this kind of scene seems to have appeared when smartphones first came out, right?

However, after observing this long line for a while, they dispelled their previous thoughts, and it seems that this time the situation is more popular than when the previous smartphone first came out, I don't know how many times.

In order to play this epoch-making virtual game first-hand, they finally compromised to be part of the team and hurriedly ran to the back of the line and lined up.

Fortunately, most of the people in line are people who are more interested in the game, so there is no one to chat with.

In this way, even if the waiting time is a little long, they can still persevere and accept it.

Not far from them, a man carrying a camera was shooting in their direction, and next to this person, there was a woman who was looking down and didn't know what she was writing, with a microphone under her right rib, apparently these two were reporters from the news agency.

The camera snapped at the customers and slowly moved back to the woman.

At this time, the woman had also stopped writing, grabbed the microphone and showed a faint smile, and said to the camera in a sweet voice: "As you can see, after starting at ten o'clock this morning, the GC helmet flagship store has lined up one after another, and now we can see that this long line will continue to lengthen, which can be seen in the tube Leopard Leopard How hot the product sales of Ellison Group are this time!" ”

The sweet voice of the beautiful reporter on the television attracted the attention of a wide audience, including the president, who had taken off his helmet and was busy with his head down on business.

He looked at the hot scene in front of the GC helmet flagship store on the TV with a somewhat complicated expression, and said that he didn't envy it was fake.

If this kind of sale were placed in their Porterala, how much more would the tax on this product increase!?

Hardly any calculations are needed for the president to know that it must be a tax statement.

It's a pity that because of the previous reasons, he can only watch other people's excitement in front of the TV.

Shaking his head, the president ignored these things, because he already had a lot of business on the table that needed to be taken care of.

Moreover, he will have to stay here in the afternoon to wait for an answer from the United Nations.

The reply is naturally about what Lin Hong filled in the report, and whether they are at war with Bloy or not depends to a large extent on what kind of reply the United Nations will give them this afternoon.

Of course, Porterala naturally hoped that this contradiction could be resolved by peaceful means.

But they don't know if Lin Hong's report contains personal emotions, so that the last chance for negotiation between them and Bloy is lost.

If Lin Hong claimed in the report that the death of General Cecil Bolton was all the responsibility of Portera, then in the end, the president would not be able to fight this war!

Time was in a hurry, and it soon came to two o'clock in the afternoon.

The president sits at his desk with a computer in front of him, which shows an information-gathering interface.

That's right, the president was waiting for a letter from the United Nations.

Today's weather is relatively cool, and in order to ensure the president's health, the office is often moderately air-conditioned.

But even with such a powerful auxiliary electrical appliance, Mr. President still felt that the atmosphere was a little hot, and fine beads of sweat continued to appear on his forehead.

No matter how much the secretary next to him wiped him, it didn't take long for a pile of sweat beads to pop up on the top of his head.

The secretary has a little understanding of the president's situation, but she doesn't dare to turn the temperature of the air conditioner too low, because she knows that the president is not really hot now, but an anxiety caused by anxiety in her heart that causes the physical condition to be disordered.

In desperation, she could only hand the president some tissues regularly, or directly help him wipe them.

The president's face was calm at this time, but the fine beads of sweat that kept popping up on his forehead clearly betrayed him.

The anxiety of waiting for sanctions made him uncomfortable, because he knew that what he saw today could well determine the future of the country.

With Bloy, he has always been very clear that the other party's national strength has always been much better than that of their Portala, and if this war finally starts, Portara has little chance of winning.

Ding dong! A crisp bell rang from the computer's main computer, and the president's calm face froze, and after a long while, he took a deep breath, slowly raised his hand, and put it on the mouse.

With the movement of the arm, after two clicks, a window popped up on the computer's desktop, and this window quickly loaded a pile of text and photos, which looked like a series of documents.

Some of the text on these documents is bold, some are regular, and some places are circled, as if they are something that requires special attention.

The first thing the president saw was a line of words that made his eyes widen.

[According to analysis, the death of General Cecil Bolton has a lot to do with the country of Portera! 】

This line of words made the president's pupils shrink suddenly, his breathing was even more stagnant, and his heart leaked half a beat.