In early June, the weather was hot and humid, and it was drizzling outside the window.
"Buzzing..."
Inside the house, the cell phone on the bedside table kept vibrating.
"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise, just sleep for a while and get up."
Fang Heng, who was lying on the bed, grumbled and reached out to turn off the alarm clock out of habit.
Huh? Where's my alarm clock?
Drowsily, Fang Heng opened his eyes.
The room was small and messy, with a small wooden bed and a game cabinet taking up about one-third of the room. Takeaways after eating were left haphazardly on the wooden table, and there were a few empty wine bottles scattered on the floor.
There is a picture hanging on the wall. A somewhat handsome young man is holding the trophy surrounded by everyone.
There was no smile on his face, but a bit of arrogance.
Fang Heng's body trembled, and he suddenly sat upright and woke up, no longer feeling sleepy at all.
What the hell! This is not my home!
In an instant, countless confusing information merged into Fang Heng's mind.
This body is called Fang Heng like me.
Did he commit suicide last night?
My soul has traveled through time?
"Buzz..."
The phone was still vibrating in his hand. Fang Heng saw the caller ID with the words 'Big Trouble' written on the note.
Fang Heng answered the phone and heard a clear female voice.
"Fang Heng! You bastard! Where did you go? I can't find you all day long? Are you planning to commit suicide? It's all over now!"
Well……
Facing the questions on the phone, Fang Heng remained silent for a moment.
He could hear the anxiety in the other person's tone.
"Sorry, I made you worry, what happened?"
On the other end of the phone, Xia Xi was stunned.
In the past, Fang Heng would never say the words 'sorry'.
"Are you really okay?"
Fang Heng realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.
In my memory, the original owner of this body had a very bad temper. If he did something wrong, it would be fine if he didn't do anything wrong. Getting him to apologize was even harder than killing him.
Fang Heng simulated the impatient tone of the original owner of the body.
"Is there anything else? If not, I'll go back to sleep."
"Wait a minute, a friend of mine has opened a new online game company and is recruiting professional players. Her company is very big and the benefits are very good."
Your resume has been sent and the interview is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon."
game company?
For a moment, pictures flashed across Fang Heng's eyes.
His eyes fell on the photos on the wall again.
The original owner of the body was once a professional player in a gaming club. At his peak, he represented the country in the World Championships and achieved good results in the international arena.
However, the original owner had a bad temper and often got into trouble with his teammates in the team, and got into fights with them on several occasions.
Later, in order to please his girlfriend, he accepted money to help others fight match-fixing at her instigation.
Soon, the club's performance plummeted, the fights were exposed on the Internet, and even the match-fixers were discovered by the club and kicked out of the club.
If Xia Xi hadn't gone around asking for help and finding a way out, he might even have been arrested and thrown into jail because of this incident.
"The interview has been decided. Anyway, you should take care of yourself. I will pick you up tomorrow afternoon."
After Xia Xi finished speaking, she hung up the phone, not giving Fang Heng the chance to refuse.
Fang Heng held up his phone blankly, listening to the busy signal after hanging up.
"No wonder, I'm a professional gamer."
Fang Heng moved his eyes to the simulation game warehouse in the room, collecting the memory of this body.
The world after traveling is highly similar to the parallel world where Fang Heng originally lived, except for one more special thing.
God's game!
Game for all is not an empty talk in this world.
All humans will be forcibly pulled into a place in the main god's space after reaching adulthood to become players.
In the early stage, players will choose to join one of three doomsday survival games full of dangers, and will be forced to stay in the game for at least thirty days every year.
In addition, every player will awaken a talent skill after entering the game.
The former owner of the body was extremely lucky to receive the highest level S-level talent in the game, which also laid the foundation for him to become a professional player.
You know, there are only a few hundred players in the entire Huaxia region who have obtained S-level talents.
Fang Heng scratched his hair.
He has some memory loss and has forgotten why the original owner of the body committed suicide.
However, the original owner of this body has not had a penny of income since he was kicked out of the gaming club, and the rent has not been paid for more than half a year.
Fang Heng checked his phone again and found several reminder text messages on his phone.
No way...did he die of poverty?
Fang Heng has never had any great ambitions. He does not seek to be rich and powerful, he just wants to spend his life peacefully.
"I have to find a way to make some money... Well, I have a game-related interview tomorrow afternoon... Anyway, I'll go to the game first to see what's going on."
…
[Welcome players to return to the main god space].
[Entering the primary game - ‘Zombie Apocalypse’].
The game world is considered another real world.
If the player dies after entering the game world, he will enter the soul state and be forcibly sent back to the main god space.
Unless you have special props or skills, you will be swallowed up by the main god space forever after three deaths and die completely.
Entering the game, as soon as he opened his eyes, a pale and terrifying face appeared in front of Fang Heng.
A zombie stood face to face less than half a meter away from Fang Heng.
"Depend on!"
Fang Heng was so frightened that he took two steps back.
Shocked me!
After calming down, Fang Heng realized that this zombie was his clone.
"By the way, S-level talent!"
Fang Heng opened the character page and switched to observe the character's talents and skills.
Talent skill: Zombie clone.
Talent level: S.
Talent description: You have a permanent zombie clone. The zombie clone has 39.5% of all attributes of the original body and an additional 780% of the original body's health. It inherits some of the basic skills and passive skills of the original body. It will recover to full status after 7.8 hours after being out of combat, and 27.5 after death.
Automatically revive after hours.
Additional instructions: Improving your player level will allow the zombie clone to obtain a higher percentage attribute bonus and shorten the resurrection time.
"This S-level talent doesn't seem to be very strong..."
Fang Heng murmured to himself and closed the game description.
In memory, the zombie body does not have the ability to think, it only accepts Fang Heng's orders, and cannot exercise fine control after it is out of sight.
Under normal circumstances, in addition to using zombie clones to fight, zombie clones can also 'hang up'.
Even after being offline, the zombie clone can still faithfully execute the orders given by Fang Heng.
It's just that its brain isn't very good and can only accept the simplest hang-up commands.
Thinking about it, Fang Heng opened the game log to check.
[Your zombies start collecting supplies and investigating].
[Your zombies enter Route 102].
[What did your zombie notice].
[Your zombie picked up ordinary scraps*1 on the roadside].
[Your zombie keeps moving forward].
[Your zombie encounters a group of oncoming zombies].
[Your zombie continues to explore forward].
[Your zombie passed by the zombie swarm].
[Your zombies picked up wood on the roadside*1].
[Your zombies picked up wood on the roadside*1].
…
[Your zombie discovered a pile of abandoned debris on the roadside].
[Your zombie is trying to search the debris pile...].
[Search failed]!
[Your zombie obtained contaminated bottled water*1 during the search].
[Your zombie backpack is full and you are returning to the shelter].
[Your zombie has completed collecting supplies 20 times and is waiting for new orders].
Fang Heng quickly judged the profit from 'hanging up' this time.
Some basic building materials, water, food.
There is no doubt that these materials and foods are extremely useful in a doomsday survival environment.
"But can this skill really be considered S-level?"
This is the so-called strongest S-level talent? How weak are other players’ talents?
Fang Heng curled his lips and couldn't help but want to complain.
Just as he was about to take a walk around the shelter to see how much property the previous owner of the body had left to him, a reminder sounded suddenly in his ears.
[Tip: Anomaly detected].
[Tip: A new player has been detected joining the game...]
Hmm? New player?
Has my soul's time-travel been detected?
Fang Heng's face changed slightly.
[Tip: A conflict is detected and the current player is determined to be a newcomer. 】
[Resetting in progress...]
[All your current skills are forgotten.]
[Clear all current points and clear the backpack.]
[The level is cleared, the initial number of rebirths is reset, and the current remaining number of rebirths is: 3.]
What's the meaning?
Clear account data?
No way! It can’t be such a trap!
Fang Heng felt increasingly uncomfortable.
[Tip: Clearing completed.]
[Welcome to the Lord God Game, new players can obtain talents and skills].
[Tip: Since you already have a talent skill, please make a choice]
[1: Get a new talent, you will have two talents at the same time. 】