[Notice: Start user registration.]
[Reminder: 84%... 96%... 99%... 100%.]
[Notice: User, Ma Jinsheng, has been registered.]
[Reminder: Start virtual reality mode synchronization.]
Qin Sheng closed his eyes.
It was the
Although I have almost used up my money, it is irreversible that I have already installed it.
Even though he spent quite a lot of money, he never thought it was worth it, and he didn't think money would be a problem at all for him to go back 10 years.
Stocks, coins, and even real estate were the ways he could make money.
Except he had a weird time limit hanging over his body.
'This is confirmation. A confirmation of what happened to my body.'
Qin Sheng listened to the operation sound of the Galaxy-M24 Apple and was lost in thought.
It was literally.
How he was able to go back 10 years, and why he was reminded of the system window.
The message was that if you don't log in to the game within a week, you'll die, but the voice whispering in his ear in the cab must have been his.
'Demon King Abraxas.'
It was the last boss he faced against.
[Notice: Virtual reality mode sync complete.]
[Notice: Access to the game, Arsia Chronicle, has been successful.]
[Reminder: Do you want to start the game?]
"Start."
And Qin Sheng's consciousness was sucked into frighteningly.
* * *
[Reminder:
Thousand eyes/6.0.1 - Error report[Notice: Warning. Warning.]
[Notice: Main stream detected.]
[Reminder: Akashic records accelerate main protocol blocking]
Weeing! Weeing!
San Francisco, California, USA.
As the alarm bell rang out in the control room, Operator Chloe's eyes widened.
The situation was worse than I expected.
Oracle, a top-secret department located on the B13th floor of Evertail's headquarters.
In an untimely emergency, Chloe reached into the microphone without hesitation, and soon in a shrill voice, she spread throughout < > Oracle.
- Forwarded to all Oracle departments. Code black. Code black. Once again, I pass it. Code black!
Cord black.
It was the highest-rated risk code on which the company's survival was at stake.
"WTF, what the hell is this...?!"
"It's an emergency!!"
"We !!!! respond quickly"
Chloe's voice rang out, and the operators quickly banged on the computer.
It was unprecedented.
A fan-shaped control room desk and a huge multi-meter main screen at the front.
On the control room screen plastered with dozens of warning messages, the Oracle was on the verge of paralysis.
Controlling the code was also limited.
"Team Leader!!!! Come quickly!!!"
"What's going on!!!"
Chloe yelled, and a man in his gown ran over.
He was a man with impressive dark circles.
Master Hyeok.
Head of top secret division Oracle and general director of development at Evertail.
His gaze was fixed on the front main screen, and soon his face crumpled relentlessly like a piece of paper.
"X foot."
Things weren't so good.
"The protocol blocking of Akashic records as the mainstream roll-up is accelerating. If we go like this, we might lose all control!"
At Chloe's words, Hyukjin bit his lip.
It was a variable I had never thought of.
Main stream!
Since the hyper-AI
Hyukjin and Oracle had been keeping a close eye on Akashic Records' movements and had achieved the desired results in analyzing AC's worldview and setting.
But the main stream was different.
It was like a well-concealed reverse lin.
It was such an area that if you touched it even a little wrong, the system and the whole game would be blown away.
It was for this reason that Hyukjin ordered the
By the way....
[Reminder: Control over the main stream is reduced to 48%]
[Reminder: Control over the main stream is reduced to 36%]
....
[Warning: Control reduced to less than 25%, Akashic records are encroaching on your server.]
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!
Seeing that the control he had built up over the years collapsed in an instant, Hyukjin could only clench his fists.
Even the most so-called genius could not stop Akashic Records' move.
"Mainstream control... Give it up."
"Team leader?!"
"!!! quick"
"Mr. Ai, I don't know!"
Bang!
Hyukjin shook his head and Chloe slammed the red button.
It was a button that was locked with a key.
< triggers that you would never normally press, and that you may never be able to control the game forever>
And as the button was pressed and hundreds of codes were sprayed at once, a dull voice began to echo through the oracle.
[Notice: Akashic Records Control Revoked.]
[Notice: Protocol blocking of Akashic records has stopped.]
[Reminder: Main stream is up and running.]
"... It's a start."
Hyukjin's lips closed firmly.
* * *
[Notice: You are connected to the game.]
[Player: Damian]
[Access Date: July 2020, 7]
[You are here: Whispering Island]
[Reminder: Welcome to Arcia.]
"Ugh."
Damian furrowed his brow at the sight of flickering.
The sensation of lying in the capsule until just now was gone.
The island was the first descent of the human users who started AC, and it was like a cradle where they stayed before heading to the main continent.
It was a place where Damien had also been there.
"... You're really back."
Damien inhaled the air and closed his eyes.
It was a new sense of intensity.
Play for the last 10 years. Memories that pass by like a knuckle lamp.
Damian slowly relived it all, etching the name of a man into his mind.
'Jung Yumin.'
It was a name I would never forget.
"My friend. The world is a horse. Everyone has their own place. The garbage is like garbage, the garbage is like the garbage, and the lower class is like the lower class. But do such life stragglers become heroes? Not this one. That's a serious error. Isn't it?"
"What~ anyway~. There have to be bastards like you in the world. Thanks to you, I broke the dungeon like this. Catch the Demon King too. It's a stone, isn't it?"
"... X-footed bastard."
Damien clenched his fists.
It was a horrible memory.
That mean voice. That mean face. That despicable inside.
Remembering the leader of the expedition he once trusted, Damien felt an unbearable anger boil over.
It was cool to tear it apart right away.
It was no exaggeration to say that it was all because of him that he had lost everything and had become a time-limited life.
It wasn't much different now, back 10 years.
He had no intention of forgiving Yu Min.
"Whoo...."
Damien took a long breath as he looked at the sky.
I didn't go crazy.
There was nothing pathetic and stupid enough to drain my emotions on something I couldn't get back.
And for Damian, it was far more important to find out what happened to him than to dwell on the past right now.
Revenge came next.
"I'm going to find you, Jung Yumin. They'll find it and make sure you don't leave a single bone dust. I'll take everything you have. How many months? It doesn't matter how many years it takes. I don't know if you'll start playing this game again, but... If you start."
Damien gritted his teeth.
Blood oozed from his fists.
"I'll make you regret starting this game for the rest of your life."
Whoops!
Presently, Damian's eyes went wild.
* * *
"... It can't be like this."
Damien was standing in the middle of a lush forest.
It was deserted in the mountains.
Originally, it should have landed on Whispering Island and landed in the novice village of
When I turned around now, I didn't see a single ant cub around, let alone Dunbarton.
He had landed in the wrong place.
"Evertail can't catch a bug like this?"
Damien tilted his head.
It was strange.
It was 10 years ago and I was just starting to service the game.
It didn't make sense that Evertail hadn't caught one of these bugs properly.
[Reminder: Player Damian's access log has been confirmed.]
[Reminder: Reset the countdown.]
[Notice: Text number - #0000000001]
[Reminder: Start testing.]
That is, until a message popped up in front of you.
[Condition 1: You will die if you do not log in to the game within 168 hours.]
[Condition 2: If your character dies, the player will also die.]
[Condition 3: If your character fails to achieve the goal within the specified period, the player will also die.]
[Note: If a player attempts to remove the system arbitrarily, the character and player will be killed.]
"... What?"
Damien couldn't keep his mouth shut about the message that popped up in front of him.
It was ridiculous.
Failure to log in within 168 hours or death.
When a character dies, the player also dies.
Death if the target fails within the specified period.
Damien didn't know if the messages were genuine or not, but he soon knew they were true.
[Notice: Release sensory limit.]
"Kwaa!!!a
There was a horrifying pain all over his body.
[Reminder: Sensory limit unlocked.]
[Reminder: Player Damian's final goal is renewed.]
[Final goal: Descent of the Demon King]
[Time remaining: 87,599 hours, 59 minutes, 59 seconds]
"Big... Billion...!"
Damien slumped to the floor.
It was as if he had been subjected to electric torture.
This eerie pain that penetrates to the bone.
The AC's sensory system had such sophisticated corners that it was difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real, but it did not embody all the senses at 100 percent.
It was because it was a game.
As long as it existed in a household state in a capsule, the human body was likely to accept stimuli as real.
If Evertail hadn't restricted the capsule's function, tens of millions of users would have suffered or died by now.
That's why the technology Evertail implemented was called innovation.
However....
"What the hell have you done to my body—!!"
As if to ridicule Damian's common sense, the system lifted the sensory limit all too simply.
The messages he had heard and seen had never been a hoax.
[Reminder: Give the class according to the end goal condition.]
"Final... What...?"
Banding!
And a message popped up in front of Damian's eyes.