Chapter 1: Chance to become a multi-millionaire
Three o'clock in the morning.
Tang Dai quit "Thriller World", but he did not quit the somatosensory game warehouse.
He's used to eating and sleeping in the game room.
So that when he wakes up the next day, he can go online directly.
With a yawn, he fell asleep in the game compartment.
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In his sleep, Tang Dai felt that someone was pushing his left arm.
When he woke up, he found a boy with a small head looking at him obscenely.
"Lin Keke came to the stage to speak, and he is still sleeping!"
Ban Cuntou motioned to Tang Dai to look at the podium with his eyes.
Tang Dai glanced at the eyes of the board inch.
Soon he turned back and stared blankly at Ban Cun's head: "Oh, so what? β
He was a little angry and even a little confused.
Aren't you in the game warehouse?
"Why? Lin Keke is your goddess, not my goddess, she speaks, you have to stare at her and suck a fairy breath? β
Tang Dai rolled his eyes and muttered, "Inexplicable......"
"Today's news flash, Conan the Ghost Protector has returned from the 'inner world', he has completed two blue missions this time, an orange mission, and obtained two blue ghost weapons and an orange ghost weapon ......"
Lin Keke on the stage hadn't finished speaking, so he looked for Tang Dai and sighed: ", if Conan doesn't use these three ghost weapons and sells them, I'm afraid they can be sold for hundreds of millions of dollars." β
Tang Dai frowned.
He only felt that this news express and the exclamation of the board were a little familiar.
But for a while, I couldn't remember where I had heard it.
He subconsciously called out the character attributes panel.
[Nickname]: Tang Dai
Seeing this, he wondered: "Isn't my nickname in "Thriller World" 'Sword Frost Nineteen States'?" How did it change its name? β
With a pout, he continued to look down.
[Identity]: An ordinary high school student in Class 2 of the third year of high school (under Pinbai)
Tang Dai's eyes widened suddenly.
Damn, where did I go with such a big upper-grade blue identity?!
(Graded eyelets: white, yellow, green, blue, orange, gold, purple, each level is divided into upper, middle and lower grades)
He subconsciously glanced down again.
[Ghost Power]: 0
[Ghost Coins]: 0
[Ghost Weapon]: None
[Money]: 12000
Nima, forget about the ghost power and ghost coins, where did I go to the ghost weapon of a high-grade orange?
And people money.
There are billions of dollars in the account of "Sword Frost and Cold Nineteen Continents"!
Now there are 12,000 left?
Game official, my data was swallowed by you?!
Tang Dai immediately called out of the official forum, ready to find customer service to connect with the line.
It's just that when the forum interface appeared in front of him, he was dumbfounded.
On the entire interface, there is only one big reverse, and the display is still half a year away from the internal test.
Closed beta?
It's been three years since the public beta, what is the situation in the closed beta?
He flipped through the pages of the website and found only a few people commenting here.
Teacher Ma's diabetes caused me tooth decay: "New game? Squat for an closed beta spot! β
At noon: "This official is so deserted, it's pitiful, top one." β
Ho He: "The brother upstairs looks at my ID!" β
This scene is very inconsistent with the scene in Tang Dai's memory.
In his impression, "Thriller World" is one of the most popular games in recent years.
On the official forums, thousands of comments are generated every 10 seconds.
This kind of situation with only a few comments, he had only seen it when the official website of the game was first built.
Don't......
Is it the wrong way he opened it?
That's right, ID!
Tang Dai thought of something.
So he searched for the ID of "Sword Frost Nineteen Continents" in the search bar, and the search result was that there was no such person.
This ID is the one he used to apply for the beta qualification, how can he not find this person?
Call, he's going to call!
"Give me a call to the official customer service!" Tang Dai exclaimed urgently in his heart.
"Didi, you don't have this service."
A voice sounded in Tang Dai's ear, exactly the same as the voice of the intelligent assistant in his somatosensory game warehouse.
"Damn, then I won't play this game, it's okay, I'm going to quit!"
"Didi, I don't understand what you mean."
"Quitting the game, closing the game, understand?!" , Tang Dai emphasized again.
"Didi, I don't understand what you mean."
"Fack!"
Tang Dai touched his head directly, and he wanted to physically go offline.
But he was greeted not by the vault closure button, but by silky hair.
No, very wrong!
In order to avoid confusing the game and reality, there is a switch on the back of the player's head that is not perceived by the simulation.
If you touch the button, you will not touch the button, but the hair on your hand.
It can only illustrate one problem, and that is-
He's in reality!
He was stunned.
If it's reality, why can he call out the properties panel;
If it's a game, why doesn't he have the ability to go offline?
One by one, he tried all the features of the game warehouse.
In the end, I found out that in addition to being able to call out the game panel of "Thriller World", as well as browsing the official forum of "Thriller World".
Any other features are gone, not even the ability to post on the forums has been emasculated.
He began to flip his phone upside down and found that it was not his own at all.
After some other verification.
He had to admit the fact that he crossed + was reborn.
Traveled to "Horror World" and was reborn before the closed beta.
And when it came to the closed beta, he finally remembered why he seemed to have heard the lewd board inchhead and his conversation just now.
This conversation took place before the closed beta, in the official promotional animation!
He clearly remembered that a passer-by in the propaganda animation had the same name and surname as him, he was handsome, and he died a miserable thief!
Thinking of this, he hurriedly asked the board on the side: "Brother, help me borrow a mirror!" β
He wanted to make sure if he was what he remembered to be.
Who knew that the board raised his eyebrows proudly: "This kind of thing still needs to be borrowed from others, I have it!" β
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Taking the mirror in Ban Cuntou's hand, Tang Dai just glanced at it, and shouted in his heart, Barbie Q, he is really the miserable goods of that dead thief.
But one thing to say, this guy is really handsome, and he has a strong sense of substitution!
If it weren't for the fact that in another ten minutes, when the clock above the blackboard reached ten o'clock, the entire third and second classes of high school would be pulled into the inner world.
As for what the inner world is.
To put it simply, in the setting of Thriller World, the world is divided into two worlds.
One is the world of the table, the world in which ordinary people live;
One is the inner world, the world where ghosts live.
Every once in a while, a group of people will enter from the table world.
These people must spend seven days in the Inner World before they can be sent back to the Table World.
For players, dying in the inner world is just a matter of dropping ghost power and ghost weapons, and then being able to resurrect again in the table world.
But for ordinary people in the surface world, if they die in the inner world, they are really dead.
Now, Tang Dai is an ordinary person in the watch world.
And it has been let go in the promotional video of the closed beta, and he will die very miserably in the world!
What looks, what sense of substitution, in the face of death, don't want this kind of crossing!
Whoever loves wants it!
But when it comes to a thousand things and ten thousand, he is just incompetent and furious.
Luckily, he has the player's dashboard.
He can also check out the official forums to see what the players on Earth think.
If he survives until the closed beta opens, maybe he can make some articles through players.
He gently rubbed his eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm the excitement after crossing + being reborn.
He persuaded himself that he should open the trumpet and replay, as long as he didn't die, he could always mix the trumpet into a big one.
Besides, he's wanted to change the trumpet for a long time.
After all, in his previous life, the [talent] of his "Sword Frost Cold Nineteen Continents" was not very good.
At the beginning of the game, when the talent was drawn, only one [Old Driver] was drawn.
The devil knows what the use of him in the thriller world is that he can drive in various positions.
Of course, as a player with a head iron, he likes to use whatever he draws at the beginning, and what he enjoys is the fun of the sky collapse.
Now that he's reopened, he's going to see what new talent he can draw.
So he gave an order to the intelligent assistant: "I'm going to extract talents, you won't be without this function, right?" Or do you not understand what I'm saying? β
"Received the order, it is being drawn for you."
"Congratulations, you got the talent, the mood shop."
[Talent]: Mood Shop (Unique)
it!
Sole!
Tang Dai's breath became short.
When I was a player in my previous life, I don't know how many people practiced trumpet, just to shake to a talent above orange.
Even the most precious purple top-grade talent [Innate Martial God] has three in the entire server.
He remembered that in his last life, there was a big brother who drew the only talent [Ghost King], and in reality, he sold his account for 20 million yuan!
It's not that he didn't think about opening a trumpet back then, and he specialized in selling talent for money.
But he's a non-chief, black-faced bunch.
A new number is 99 RMB.
He spent almost a thousand dollars and smoked ten times.
The best one is only medium yellow.
Not even as good as his [old driver].
He left this opportunity to make a fortune to others.
Now that he has drawn this talent marked as "unique", if he is still on Earth, he can immediately sell his account offline.
It's a pity that now it's time to cross.
The opportunity to become a multi-millionaire slipped away from his eyes.
can only say that time is also fate, and the grievances full of grievances can only be held by themselves.
He calmed down again and kept his eyes on the emotion store.
On the right side of the properties panel, a detailed description of the Sentiment Store is automatically expanded.
[If and only if the talent owner arouses the other person's emotions, the aroused emotions can be automatically absorbed.]
Mood points can be used to draw blind boxes, and the items in the blind boxes can be purchased directly in the store if they are drawn once.
Primary blind box: 100 sentiment points (one hundred);
Intermediate blind box: 10,000 sentiment points (10,000);
Advanced blind box: 1,000,000 sentiment points (millions).
Current Sentiment Rating: 0]
What is inside the blind box, Tang Dai can't see.
As for the method of collecting emotions, it is clearly described, as long as he arouses the emotions of others, this emotional value will be automatically absorbed.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but slap the board on the side.
"Smack!" The board is stunned!
Lin Keke stopped the news broadcast, and the eyes of the whole class turned to them.
"What are you hitting me for?" Ban Cuntou looked at Tang Dai with an innocent face.
Tang Dai didn't speak, looked at him expressionlessly, and quietly waited for the news from the talent.
"Grievance from Zhu Liang +11, Anger +1, Joy +1"
emmeβ¦β¦ Well?!
+1 Joy Points?