The plump security guard actually showed a sharp, thin-lipped expression as his tiny, mung-bean sized eyes joyfully fixed on him.
Plus, the "② Bribery" option had disappeared, signaling he had already spent all 500 US dollars.
Wang Hao suddenly realized he had been duped.
Many games deliberately create a character who is a money pit, tricking the player into thinking there's an adventure to be had, only to end up with nothing regardless of how much money is thrown in.
This way, the game designers mock the players' foolishness - "See, you've been tricked, haven't you?"
He roared angrily, "To hell with taking money and not doing the job!"
Suddenly, "Player" snapped his fingers and delivered a karate chop that knocked the overwhelmed fat security guard unconscious on the table.
He extended two fingers, took back the 500 US dollars, and also stole the fat security guard's wallet, which only contained 50 US dollars, what a poor fellow.
He stripped the uniform off the fat security guard's body, donned it himself, and swaggered towards the Empire Building.
That should be fine, right?
Several security guards stopped him, "Hold it, sir. Please show your invitation!"
Several dialogue options appeared.
① (Dialogue) I'm looking for my manager, the card machine in the parking lot is broken. (He pointed to his uniform and name tag with his thumb.)
② (Intimidation) Oh, my gosh, if you keep blocking me, I'm going to kick your ass with my boots!
③ (Bribe 500 US Dollars) (Whispers) Hey, buddy, any chance you can let me in?
④ [ (Enter own input) ... ]
Another bribery option, huh.
Wang Hao tentatively chose option ① which did not cost anything; however, these guards were extremely cautious and began comparing the photo on the name tag.
Their expressions grew more puzzled as they looked at the photo and then at "Player."
Although both individuals were Black...
But... they didn't look quite the same, did they?
Therefore, he had to explain, "That's my picture from last year; I have lost weight since then."
One of them, a small mustached man in a suit, suddenly had an epiphany and shouted as he raised his baton, "Who are you, you're definitely not Andrew!"
"Wait, why is Andrew's uniform on you!"
"Detain this suspicious person!"
With that, the mustached man began making a phone call.
"Beep—Beep—"
Although it was unclear whom he was calling.
Seeing his cover blown, the hardcore player decided... to force his way in!
You think I can't fight or what?
He strode forward vigorously and threw a powerful uppercut, knocking down the mustached man who was on the phone, then grabbed the baton from the ground and stormed into the Empire Building.
Another wave of security guards frantically pursued, and one of them, looking like a captain, grabbed a radio and roared, "We have an attacker, request backup!"
"He's entered the Empire Building, he's knocked down so many—"
"Bang!"
(Head hit by a stick, with a sobbing voice) "Err... request backup! Right at the main entrance of the Empire Building!"
With a top human physique and peak human combat skills, fighting these lousy guards felt like being in unstoppable mode.
The thrill of hitting people with a baton was irresistible to Wang Hao.
He couldn't help but recall the joy of playing "Vice City," controlling "Player" with complete lawlessness—it was such an old game, it had brought so much joy.
But the gameplay and graphics of this game were obviously superior to "Vice City," without any nauseating 3D effects.
The good times didn't last long as a series of footsteps approached from afar.
Just as he turned the corner, he found himself facing a dozen men in black, guns drawn pointing straight at him, yelling through a megaphone, "Put your hands up, kid, don't make trouble! What do you think this place is?!"
"Don't cause trouble!"
"Put your hands up, take one more step and I'll shoot!"
He tried to take a step forward, and then...
"Da da da," a dense hail of bullets immediately turned him into a hornet's nest.
[You died.]
[Cause of Death: Gunshot. The courageous you tried to complete the mission relying solely on your physique, but you hadn't expected that the other party would disregard all martial ethics.]
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Here we go again!
He knocked out the chubby security guard and put on his uniform.
This time at the entrance of the Empire Building, he chose Option 3 (bribe of 500 US dollars). "Hey buddy, any chance you can let me in?" (whispered)
Unexpectedly, the suit-wearing, mustachioed man took the money and exploded, "Suspicious person!"
"Catch him!"
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Here we go again!
An angry Wang Hao didn't care about the mission anymore. He went straight up to Mustache and unscrewed the lid of the C-9!
Watching the guy who had obstructed him several times before howling as he burned to ashes, he felt immensely satisfied.
But obviously, having used up his weapon too soon, he couldn't complete the mission.
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Nothing left to do but try again!
Wang Hao finally found the real joy of this game—absolute freedom!
Forget about completing mainline missions...
The freedom was nearly limitless and quite consistent with real-world logic, no more ridiculous scenarios like getting chased by the whole village for killing a chicken.
And yet, he could run amok in a game world that conformed to real-world logic—could there be anything more blissful than this?!
For instance, he could point at the trouble-making Mustachio Security and provocatively say, "Oh my god, if you keep bothering me, I'm going to kick your ass so hard with my boots!"
Mustache would get furiously and reach for his baton to hit someone, but his partner would immediately advise him, "Hey, dude, this guy's just high on something, don't sweat it. We've got real work to do!"
Yes, just verbally provoking, and as long as he doesn't make the first move, nothing happens—even though he still can't get into the building.
This phenomenon was somewhat surprising, yet it made sense.
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He could also kick the driver of a roadside Lincoln stretch limo out and hijack the car for a mad dash down the streets!
"Ula!"
And the elderly gentleman sitting in the back was so terrified, his hands up screaming, "How much money do you want? I'll give you all of it... I support white... I know... don't kill me... please! My daughter is beautiful!"
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He could also approach a passionately kissing couple on the roadside and ask them for some money, "Hey, feeling flush recently?"
The elegantly mannered young man, seeing "Big Black's" towering physique, actually gave up the money willingly!
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He could even smash a roadside vending machine, shouting "I can't breathe," and with arms raised, lure a host of heroes to join him.
In the next moment, a chorus of silence ensued as everyone started partaking in a zero-cost shopping spree.
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Freedom, the unstoppable freedom!
This is what freedom is all about!