StarCraft.

It is an epoch-making virtual online game, and the game map is the entire galaxy.

In the era of the Earth Federation, human science and technology were developed and had entered the universe, and human beings could be seen everywhere in the entire galaxy.

One day, the arrival of the Zerg broke the peaceful life of human beings, and the smoke of war filled the air.

The warriors embarked on a journey of no return, the battle between humans and the Zerg broke out, and the war scene was grand, and the battleships ten times larger than the aircraft carriers were piled up in the starry sky like ruins.

The corpses of the Zerg can also be seen everywhere in the boundless starry sky, and the human race is in a weak position, and under the persecution of the Zerg, they gradually lose their defense line and survive in several barren star fields.

Finally, a flashy special effect flashes through Tony's eyes, and StarCraft enters his conscious response nerves.

"Oh, my God. It's worth it." Looking at the unparalleled special effects battle, Tony Stark exclaimed in disbelief and said.

This gorgeous opening to the explosion is simply born for shock, compared to their American blockbusters, which are all shocking, bringing people an immersive feeling.

"Hello! Dear players, please choose your class, be it Warrior, Mechanic, Politician or Civilian. A crisp voice sounded, and a beautiful blonde beauty with outstanding temperament appeared in front of Tony's eyes, smiled at him, like a hundred flowers blooming, and said.

"Choose a mechanic." Tony looked at this beautiful woman of the type he liked, and did not feel embarrassed at all because she was a program, thought about it in his head, and chose the mechanical side without hesitation.

He is a super scientist himself, and he can't say anything if he doesn't choose the mechanical aspect, as for the life profession of a mechanic, it's not easy to learn, it's a waste of resources, and the fighter is poor?

No, have you forgotten who I am? Do super tyrants understand?

As long as the money is enough, he can also make his own steel armor in the game, which is the capital of the local tyrant.

"Tips, each player can only choose a profession once, and can only register one account in this game in his life, please be sure to choose a profession solemnly."

The blonde beauty reminded when she heard Tony Stark's chosen profession, her face was extremely solemn.

This is also the case of Yixing guarding against someone using artificial intelligence to register a second trumpet in this game.

"Sure." Tony didn't say anything, he chose the mechanic directly, he is a weapon master, and there is nothing wrong with not entering the mechanic and entering the warrior.

Not to mention.

Who says a mechanic can't be a fighter?

"Congratulations, the registration is successful!" After he confirmed his registration, the blonde beauty did not prompt Tony Stark to ask him to enter a nickname, but directly prompted him that he had successfully registered.

"Hello, this beautiful young lady, I haven't chosen a nickname yet, are you going to do that?" Tony Stark looked at the registrant and said with a smile.

Nima, why doesn't this follow the routine?

In the past, "Age of Mutants" had to register a nickname, why is there no such link now?

"I'm sorry, for the last time the balance was disrupted, this game stipulates a real-name system, what was your name originally, and what is the name in the game."

"Players don't have to be afraid, other players won't be able to see your name without your permission."

The program beauty seems to know that Tony will ask such a question, and will take out the matter of Tony Stark disrupting the balance of the game last time, and preach it.

And when he heard the words of the intelligent program, his face couldn't help but darken, and he immediately knew what the reason was, and he was afraid that such a thing would appear again, and then he would use the IP to find the location.

Damn, who the hell did this Nima come up with, it's absolutely amazing.

"Have fun." Seeing that he didn't ask any more questions, the program beauty waved her hand, and a cloud of white light wrapped Tony, and the next moment, the registration platform was empty, and he had disappeared without a trace.

In a sci-fi somewhat dilapidated city.

Tony Stark looked at the transport ships coming and going in the sky, it was staggering, this realism was more realistic and sci-fi than "Mutant Age" two years ago.

This game is different from "Age of Mutants", there is no guidance, and there are no NPCs such as novice village chiefs, some just let yourself experience it.

At this time, his sharp eyes saw the mechanical repair shop in the distance, a confident smile appeared on his face, and he walked over.

Walking into this mechanical repair shop that was bigger than his villa, he was really dumbfounded when he looked at the dazzling array of mechanical products.

Nima, are you sure this is a mechanical repair shop, not a new product fair? Brand new stuff, you tell me it's a repair shop, head sure there is no bag?

"Hello, welcome to this guest, what do you need to repair?" A blonde young man stood up from behind the counter, covered in dirt, and asked suspiciously, looking at the lightly dressed guest.

"Sir, do you still have employees in your store?" Hearing this NPC's words, Tony quickly put away his surprise, and asked with a kind smile on his face.

When the NPC youth heard his words, he immediately knew what this product was for, with an excited expression on his face, he walked out from behind the counter, looked at his clean hands, looked at his dirty hands, quickly wiped them on his body, reached out and shook him, and said, "Collect, must collect." ”

Tony didn't dislike the other party's dirty, sometimes he would make it like this, it can be described as sympathy, not to mention that it's just a game.

"Excuse me, when can I go to work?" Tony asked with a smile as he looked at an NPC about his size after withdrawing his hand.

He wants to see what kind of anti-heaven gameplay this game has.

"You can go to work at any time, but do you have a federal citizenship card? Although we are just a small shop, we still have to look at the federal citizenship card, and we will not accept it without it. ”

The NPC youth did not immediately agree to Tony joining his shop, and asked him to show his federal citizenship card, which means ID card.

If you don't have a federal citizenship card, then there's a good chance that this person isn't a human, but those hateful zergs.

The fact that the Zerg can turn into a human form is known to the entire human race, but the citizenship card can only be used by humans, and the Zerg can't use it at all, which is why they can tell whether Tony is a human or not.

"Citizenship?"

Hearing the NPC's words, Tony frowned and muttered to himself.

And his behavior couldn't help but make the NPC youth retreat again and again, looking at Tony vigilantly, if he didn't have a citizenship card, I was afraid that the defense system installed in the store would bombard this guy who was suspected of being a zerg in one fell swoop under his orders.

"Hello man, don't be so nervous, is this the kind of citizenship certificate you are talking about?" When Tony saw the NPC youth like this, he immediately knew the role of the citizenship card, and hurriedly took out the ID card given by the system, handed it to the NPC citizen, and asked.

"Oh, my God., it's unbelievable that you have such a citizenship card." The NPC exclaimed in surprise when he saw Tony's ID card pulled out.

This kind of citizenship card is only possessed by the highest social leaders of the Earth Federation, and it is not something that they can use as civilians and mud legs.

What kind of identity does his small shop attract?

Ps. First Update!

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