In that video, Hasegawa Honsaka slowly recounted the past nearly half a month ago in a lifeless tone like a living dead.

Gu Tie watched the entire video quietly without moving. The three-dimensional projection finally freezes a distorted smile on the maniac's face.

"Don't worry, don't worry, think about what's going on......" Gu Tie pressed his temples, feeling that his forehead was wet with cold sweat.

It was not long after the "World" began to operate, and the Japanese were in the "100 million jade fragments" North African base camp in Algeria at that time, and they had just personally led a team to complete an operation and were in a period of recuperation.

According to Hasegawa's account, during the last operation they captured a senior engineer of the GTC communications service, and after filming a video of the demonstration, the engineer was brutally executed. During the interrogation, GTC engineers confessed that they had recently been working on the operation support of the "World" project, and claimed that "this is a game that can really change the world".

Hasegawa Honsaka is an avid IPU molecule, but he is not averse to all kinds of tricks and tricks that rely on quantum computers, and he is very interested in the two implant clients he got from the engineer, and on the premise of repeatedly confirming that there are no safety risks, the Japanese find an insignificant subordinate, inject a chip into his medulla, connect it to the Genesis network through a satellite antenna, and log in to the game.

A day later, the soldier reported on the 24-hour experience, "It's a real world, leader. It's so scary that you can't tell the difference between the real and the unreal. ...... This must be GTC's conspiracy, a conspiracy to conquer the world's ignorant gamers, it's a demon! Izana is on the top!Leader, I can't hold on any longer, please help me dig this evil thing out of my body......"

"I'm sorry, Izuki-kun, the implanted chip can't be removed, we don't have that kind of device. Hearing the soldier's complaints, Hasegawa dispelled his doubts.

The next day, a soldier named Iwasaki committed suicide by caesarean section in front of a Shinto shrine at the base in North Africa, and Hasegawa held a solemn funeral for him, declaring that the soldier had given his life to resist the evil invasion of the GTC. He was a little happy about the soldier's death, and what could move his heart more than loyalty?—stupid as he was, but loyal, the perfect soldier.

That night, the madman implanted himself with a client chip with a syringe and landed in the world.

The Book of Genesis assigns him the status of a subject of the minor Duchy of Portion on the Western Continent, one of the many vassals of the Kingdom of St. Boren, so small that it is usually replaced by a dot on the map, and there is only one city in the country: the city of Portion. After the fall of the Kingdom of St. Bouron, the Duchy of Podian survived by the invincible iron cavalry of Jerizavitan the Great, and was later renamed the Province of Podian of the Zavi Empire.

The Japanese entered the "world" and found themselves the son of a wealthy merchant with the title of baron in Portion, and there was a large estate outside the city of Portion, and the change of power did not affect the baron's career, on the contrary, when the Zavi Empire took over the small principality, the baron spent a lot of money to get a position as the security chief of the province of Portion in the provisional government, and he was very popular in the political circles. Born in such a family, the eighteen-year-old rich son naturally lives a comfortable life, has no worries about food and clothing, and has nothing else to do except spend money.

Like the vast majority of Adventists, the first thing Hasegawa Honsaka did after taking on his new identity was to try to figure out the pattern of the entire continent, what the world looked like, and learn the most basic geography, history, and scientific knowledge. Happier than most Adventists, he sat on a deck chair in the garden and snapped his fingers, and the servants would deliver one book after another with the scent of ink, and it took only two days for the Japanese to know the basic information they were most desired.

Then, he started to get bored.

This is a very normal emotion, everyone who comes to the other world is eager for a vigorous adventure, even if people live an adventurous life every day in real life, it is no exception.

However, completely different from the basic concept of "game", all the characters in the "world" are part of normal social relations, no one walks around with the yellow task symbol, and if you are content with the status quo, a tobacco farmer will still be a tobacco farmer when she dies of old age, provided that the Adventist has the patience to land on the world for thirty years without interruption to experience the life of tobacco cultivation.

The madman Hasegawa is not a man who rests with the status quo. He created fun little games for himself, such as killing all the cows in the ranch overnight and stripping the cow's skeleton intact, leaving a limp corpse that seemed unscathed. The frightened baron invited the priest of the Holy Episcopal Church to perform the exorcism, and of course, the result of the exorcism was an even bloodier game for the Japanese.

After a few days, Hasegawa was tired again. He didn't want to be stuck in a boring manor anymore, so he snuck into Portion City, wandering through the tavern every day, hoping to find something more exciting. And so, the nightmare began.

At this point, the leader of "100 Million Jade Fragments" entered a four-minute pause, staring blankly at the camera, unconsciously grabbing the corner of his clothes with his bleeding fingers. Finally, his voice trembled, and he continued to talk to himself.

On this day, Hasegawa Honsaka met a man in a tavern.

It is customary for the Japanese to sit in the corner of the tavern, sipping sparkling wine slowly, and observing each new guest. The madman's fingers were constantly shaking nervously, his patience had reached the limit, and if nothing else caught his attention, Hasegawa decided to draw the enchanted dagger and slaughter every man in the tavern, and then pull the beautiful waitress into the cellar and do something interesting.

Although he understands that there are mysterious spiritual powers such as magic and telekinesis in this world, the experienced IPU leader believes in his combat skills even more, and if he kills an enemy, he can accumulate a little experience points, and Hasegawa Honsaka's level in the real world is already as high as the clouds.

At this moment, a guy in a shabby dark blue sailor's coat walked into the tavern, sat down at the bar, and asked for a large glass of the cheapest liquor.

He was chatting with the bartender about something, when he suddenly found his canvas belt loose, "Troublesome guy, this time you need to tie it tighter." The sailor muttered, grabbed the ends of the belt, made a few turns, pulled hard, and tied it firmly.

Hasegawa's eyes lit up with excitement. The method of tying a sailor's strap is the "double fisherman's knot" in the sailor's knot, a basic knot that every mountaineer and seafarer is familiar with, but the problem is that it should not exist in the "world".

After a few days of frantic reading, the Japanese had a basic judgment about the other world: the language and writing he came into contact with in daily life were all Japanese, but the Portians called it the "lingua franca of the Western Continent", and Hasegawa, who had an IQ of 160, immediately understood that this was a real-time translation made by a quantum computer based on the native language of the descendant during the transmission of neural signals.

In addition, this world is built on the basis of fantasy, and all aspects such as races, clothing, architecture, and daily necessities are inseparable from the basic prototypes of the real world, but all the immaterial products here are original, music, paintings, sculptures, and even folk proverbs, stories, and customs, all of which cannot find a corresponding in reality, and sometimes Hasegawa even has the illusion that this world is real in the universe, and in the long history, these real souls have created real non-material products.

In any case, the Japanese believe that the independence of the "world" is unquestionable, at least for all the characters in the "world", original, reasonable, and credible.

So the moment he saw the sailor's knot, the madman concluded that the ragged drunken sailor, like him, was an Advent, a player from the real world.

Hasegawa quietly finished the wine in the glass, walked through the lobby with a wooden wine glass, and came to the bartender: "Hey, give me another glass of sparkling wine." ”

"Right now. The third cup of the day. Good interest, sir. The bartender took the glass and placed it under the vat, opened the sheath, poured half a glass, and waited for the golden bubbles to subside.

In this interval, Hasegawa leaned against the counter and inadvertently said to the sailor, "I heard that they add honey to their sparkling wine." - Can you believe it? Honey! That's a girl's thing! But anyway, today's wine is extra sweet. I think I can bear with it. ”

The sailor stared at the dripping liquor and swallowed, "Isn't it, girl's thing, man." ”

"Taste for me if they're a ghost. Without waiting for the sailor to express his attitude, Hasegawa took the filled wine glass and placed it in front of the sailor, asked for another glass of wine, and took a big sip first. The sailor took his cup a little shyly, and took two sips with a relieved expression on his face.

The down-and-out sailor was bribed by his petty actions and removed his guard. After a few glasses of wine, Hasegawa offered to go to his temporary inn to continue the drink, and the sailor happily agreed.

The two men walked out of the tavern and into a dark alley, with no pedestrians in front of or behind, Hasegawa quietly pressed the handle of the dagger with his hand and said, "How long have you been in?

"What did you say?" the sailor paused and looked at him in confusion, then opened his mouth wide in shock, "Are you the Adventist?"

The madman smiled, "My answer depends on yours." ”

"Oh my God, that's great. - I've been waiting for you. The sailor laughed and uttered something that the Japanese could not have guessed anyway.

Until the two of them walked back to the inn, Hasegawa Honsaka's right hand pressed the hilt of the knife, and he wanted to complete a stealthy murder in the alley: all the account characters in the world are unique, and there is no second life. Killing a player is the same as killing a real soul, and just thinking about it makes the Japanese agitated with excitement.

But the sailor went so far as to say that he had been waiting for his arrival since he entered the world. For two weeks in a row, the sailor walked into the tavern every afternoon and asked for a glass of spirits, pretending to be loose on his belt and tying a conspicuous double fisherman's knot, and this was how he identified the object of his waiting. Today, Hasegawa finally appeared, although the sailor did not know what the person he was waiting for looked like and what identity he was waiting for, but that question was the clearest code.