Chapter 7 Desert Island Survival (1)

Zhang Heng walked along the iron ladder to the second floor, reaching out and pushing open the blue iron door in front of him.

Considering what he had seen along the way, and the group of young men and women downstairs who were shaking their bodies to release their youth, he originally thought that even if the style of the iron room was not the same, it should be about the same.

However, it is actually more like a VIP lounge at an international airport.

After opening the door, Zhang Heng felt like he had entered another world, with soft lighting, red Persian carpets, leather sofas, silver cutlery on the coffee table, and various snacks on the buffet table. And fruit, there is a small bar in the right hand, and when he closed the door behind him, there was even a soft and soothing piano music in his ears.

You must know that the sound wave below has exceeded one hundred decibels. Although Zhang Heng is not a related major, he is also very clear that the material structure like a container has almost no sound insulation effect.

But now the fact is happening in front of you. When the iron door is closed, the noise outside the door is completely blocked at the other end.

Perhaps it was because Zhang Heng had even more incredible things happen to him. He had already developed a certain immunity to similar things, but after pondering for a moment, he started again.

"Welcome," said the woman in the red evening dress behind the bar.

Zhang Heng looked around briefly. Apart from him, there were about a dozen other people in the lounge. They were sitting in the booth not far away. Some were chatting together, and some were alone. The strange thing is that the nearest person is only a few meters away from him, but he can't see the appearance of the other party.

It was a weird experience, he could feel that his vision was fine, the retina could image clearly, but then it was like something was blocking the transmission of this information back to his brain.

Zhang Heng didn't believe in this evil. He tried to concentrate and felt that he was about to break through the invisible barrier, but the next moment a nausea came from his abdomen, and he had to reach out to hold the bar to prevent himself from falling. fall.

At this moment, a glass of lemonade was pushed in front of him.

"Relax, this is something that every new player who has just arrived here will experience. Unless the other party allows it, in Sex and the City, the player's appearance is in an unrecognizable state by default. In fact, your voice has also undergone special What you hear is not the real voice, this is also to protect your safety to the greatest extent."

"But I can still see what you look like." Zhang Heng took the lemonade and thanked him. The lights were dim just now, and his attention was on other people. Only then did he realize that the face behind the bar was a bit dark. The eyes were familiar. Although the other party changed clothes and put on lipstick, and his temperament was completely different from that of the daytime, Zhang Heng recognized him, "You are... the bartender of the Maid Cafe?"

"Not bad, your power of observation is sharper than I expected." The latter wiped the glass, still maintaining a bit of coldness during the day, "No one stipulates that a person can only work one job a day, right? Right? By the way, I'm the receptionist here, and I don't need to hide my appearance like a player."

"Sorry, you've been repeating words like player and receptionist in my ear since I came in, but with all due respect, I still don't know what game I'm going to play, blackjack? Texas? Poker? Or Three Kingdoms, e-sports?" Zhang Heng sat on the high stool in front of the bar.

"I don't usually like to brag about my employers in front of customers, in fact, I never like to brag about them, but this time I have to say, congratulations, Mr. Zhang Heng, you are very lucky to be in the greatest , I can assure you, it's weaker than any of the games you've played before, and it's going to change your life forever."

"This is often heard in the presentations of MLM organizations."

"It's not your fault, it's human nature to suspect it." The bartender was not angry when she heard the words, "Answer me a question, Mr. Zhang Heng, what do you think makes a person truly become himself?"

"DNA?" Zhang Heng took a sip of the lemonade in his hand, wondering why the bartender suddenly shifted the topic to this.

"There's nothing wrong with that statement in itself, each of us has a unique DNA, parts of our bodies are coded from birth, your looks, your family, your family medical history... but luckily in the After that, we still have a lot of options, you can go to college, you can work, you can start a business, become a primary school teacher, or an astronaut or something.”

The bartender put down the clear glass that was being rubbed in her hand, and spoke faster and faster, "Aside from those things that are predestined, let me ask a more accurate way, what do you think? What makes a person who he is today, like why an astronaut can walk in space, why a boxer can knock down an opponent in the ring, and what makes a teacher pick up teaching aids.”

"Experience? Do you want to say that experience and learning have made us who we are today?" Zhang Heng quickly understood what the bartender was trying to convey, and then he raised his eyebrows, "But I still don't Understand what this has to do with the games I'm about to play."

But this time, he didn't get any answer.

"No amount of written descriptions can compare to witnessing with your own eyes. Mr. Zhang Heng, your first round of the game has begun. Please cherish this rare and extraordinary experience. I look forward to seeing you again."

A strange gleam flashed in the bartender's eyes. When she finished her last sentence, the hand of the clock on the wall just struck eleven o'clock.

The next moment, a strong sense of dizziness rushed to Zhang Heng's head, blurring his vision.

Not good, is this a trick? !

Zhang Heng's first reaction was that there was something wrong with that glass of lemonade. It was the only thing he had ever tasted. He had been vigilant since the moment he stepped into the bar, but maybe it was because he didn't expect to meet him here. Acquaintance, this vigilance is slightly relaxed, he does not know when the other party moved his hand, what powerful anesthetic was placed in it, just taking a sip would have such a terrifying effect, he only felt that he His head became heavier and heavier, unable to hold it any longer, he fell on the bar and lost consciousness.

So it turns out that men can also be drugged.

Zhang Heng didn't know how long it had passed, maybe a few days, maybe a few hours, maybe just a few seconds.

An unfamiliar voice came from his ear.

[Player authentication is in progress...]

[The verification has passed, and a new copy is being randomly selected for the player No. 07958...]

[Extraction completed - the current copy is a desert island survival]

"You went out to sea on a cruise ship, and when you were near the equator, you encountered a terrifying storm. The cruise ship deviates from the original route. At the same time, the radar, sonar, GPS and satellite phone on the ship all mysteriously failed. You lost direction, sailed aimlessly at sea for another month, unfortunately encountered another bigger storm, you happened to be standing on deck when the incident happened, a huge wave swept you into the sea, when you opened your eyes again I found myself lying on an unfamiliar beach."

[Mission goal: Survive 40 days on this deserted island]

[Mode: Single Player]

[Time flow rate: 480] (1 hour in the real world is equal to 20 days in this game, after 40 days the player is forced to return to the real world)

Friendly reminder, the game will officially start in five seconds, please prepare for the game.

The contract has just been sent, and there will be two more updates next week..._(:°з"∠)_