Gray skies, and black clouds, a combination of nature that will cause it to rain in a matter of minutes.
Even though the sky in this world is very dirty, and the clouds look like the result of factory burning smoke. They looked extremely pure and beautiful, compared to what Linfa was witnessing right now.
"Bruarghhh!!!!"
Linfa, vomit.
In front of him now. There were the corpses of hundreds of humans that fell to the ground, with blood dripping from their bodies non-stop.
If only people died then Linfa would be fine. He had often seen the old people around him die peacefully in the modern world.
But if the person dies with the intestines, and the internal organs are scattered everywhere. This is a different painting!
Raised his blood-lost head. Linfa could see the pale intestines, hanging very clearly on the roof tiles!
The intestines swayed in the wind. It was as if the gut gave him a warm greeting.
"UEKKKK!!!"
Linfa threw up again on the spot!
Vomited all the contents of his stomach with a very pale face. Linfa closed his eyes in pain, and the image of gut waving at his kept repeating in his mind.
"Ah, damn it. What a cursed world."
Take a deep breath, and almost vomit once again. Linfa raised his right hand high, and pointed his finger at the corpse that had been split open.
"Rise up my faithful servant! Sign a slave contract with me! It's time for you to rule the world with me!"
[Ding! Please create a server.]
"Eh?"
[The server is very useful as a place to contact players to enter this world. Please fill in the game details, and the things required according to the applicable data laws to attract players.]
[The player summon limit is 100 people. the upper limit will increase after the next system upgrade.]
"...."
Withdrew his finger shyly. Linfa coughed to hide his embarrassment, and he crouched down in the corner of the building, to fill out the form provided by the system.
He looks very lonely.
Checks, and corrects misspelled words that reveal that he is an amateur writer. Linfa continued to check it several times, and he finally nodded his head in satisfaction.
"Come my slaves! Conquer this world with me!!!"
This guy still hasn't given up.
His persistence in seeking social death is very high.
Clicking the "confirm" button on the system screen. Almost instantly, a mysterious server appeared within the blue star, and promoted their game to many forum sites around the world!
["Day survival" the latest version of the game, which will subvert the logic of all of you!]
[99% holographic simulation technology simulates multiple senses, giving you a great feeling when going through it!]
[Very user friendly. No recharge system, pay to win must go from here! we welcome the Flag of equality!]
[A vast world, limitless exploration and early opportunities for all of you! What are you waiting for? Hurry in!]
[Enjoy the real way of survival!]
[There are only 100 places in closed beta, and after that they will be unlocked for an indefinite time. Space is limited, first come, first serve!]
Surfing the forums and reading the game promotions that suddenly appeared before their eyes. Many Netizens burst out laughing.
"Ahaha, what a contradictory way of promoting a game. You managed to make me laugh."
"Haha, it looks like the people from the marketing department really don't intend to make any serious promotional words. I'm waiting for you to be fired."
"A game 99% percent reality? man, I was waiting for your company to be struck by lightning."
"Agree with the floor above."
"Agree with the floor above +1"
"Agree with the floor above +2"
"Agree with the floor above +3"
....
Although there are many swear words, and doubts in the comments column. There are still a lot of boring people out there who want to try the game that has just appeared before them right now.
Laziness is the driving force of everything.
Linfa was grateful that in whatever world he was in, there would still be lazy people everywhere.
They are angels in the real world.
Download the app on the real server, and connect it with the virtual helmet. The players' consciousness was slightly blurry, and they suddenly found that they were lying on the wet ground.
Moving their hands one after another like a zombie rising from a grave. The flesh corpses rose from the ground, and stood one after another with wobbly legs.
"Mother mary! What's with the zombies in front of me, it's so realistic! Look at his brains!"
"Bruarghh!!!"
"Wow! The zombie beside me just vomited intestines from its mouth! Me too-- Uekkk!!"
"Gosh, why are all the zombies around me throwing up their internal organs one after another!? I can't take it anymore-- Bulaghh!!!"
Linfa: "...."
Saw a group of corpses that continued to vomit their internal organs in a very disgusting manner. Linfa held himself back from vomit up again.
Very realistic is also very problematic.
_____
Waiting, and watching the players who kept vomiting due to psychological damage.
Linda checked the system in his mind for a while, and he snapped his fingers.
[Ting! Game fixed!]
Hear a loud voice in the minds of all of them. The lumps of flesh they vomited became blurry, and slowly turned into a very abstract mosaic image.
Players: "...."
Noticed that the players had stopped vomiting, and were not making any sound. Linfa stepped forward, and he clapped his hands to get everyone's attention.
"Introducing, my name..."
Linfa, suddenly stopped talking.
He thought of something important.
What does he want from these players? what does he really want?
He snorted, and smiled broadly. Linfa opened her arms like a leader.
"My name is Linfa! A merchant!"
"You are people who have just come to this world, with no knowledge, the lowest at the top of the food chain!"
"The only thing I expect from all of you is one. Stay alive!"
"Stay alive even if this world wants to kill you. Stay alive for revenge, or just for the people you care about!"
"Live freely, and laugh at the end! Together, we can beat anyone!"
Looked down, and saw the players who were staring at him with dumbfounded gazes. Linfa's mouth slightly curved upwards.
"So let's start the game."
Survival game. Started.