Chapter 3: Just Stay Alive

Li You ultimately called upon a few of his good brothers to come into the game for testing.

Although he said he was biting the bullet and promised his brothers a good meal, he was still vaguely looking forward to this game.

It was not just because Chen Ai had been bragging about it, but also because Chen Ai had many female fans; it was said that fifty helmets were given to girls this time, so what if they could form a good connection?

Between cajoling and tempting, Li You and his three good brothers put on their helmets together.

The cutscene was very flashy and gave a general introduction to the world-building.

Originally, Chen Zhi had not intended to make a cutscene, but after a reminder from his sister, he realized that since he had dumped these people into the Sewers, they probably wouldn't know the basic world-building without an explanatory cutscene, so he recorded one himself and played it on the screen.

Fortunately, this body had the function of photographic memory, which could import what his split bodies saw into the system, and the game helmet also came with a screen that could play this animation; in other words, every body had photographic memory, which made producing the animation convenient.

After some embellishment, Chen Zhi described himself as the last Old God, and these players were Believers of the God of Calamity who would assist the Old God in returning to the throne of gods and contribute to the War of the gods.

After watching the animation, Li You felt a moment of trance; he opened his eyes and then spent a full minute recovering, but he still couldn't pull himself together.

This world was truly as if it were the real world.

He took a few deep breaths, but the smell seemed a bit foul; could it be... that he had farted?

No, it seemed he was in the Sewers.

Can smells be simulated too? This is too heaven-defying!

Nearby, rats squeaked and crawled over piles of unidentifiable things; Li You wanted to open his mouth to retch, and then... he disconnected.

"Damn, that's disgusting." He took off the helmet directly and took deep, heavy breaths; the air in the room was quite pleasant, and he looked around in a daze, then gritted his teeth and put the helmet back on.

So damn realistic.

He returned to the game world once more; this time, he ignored the stench and those filthy sights, feeling only immense excitement.

This game was too lifelike; if he didn't know it was a virtual world, he would truly think this was reality.

Even this tactile sensation, this smell... it seems he had indeed underestimated Chen Ai; the things she recommended were really... simply too great!

Where were his good brothers?

He hurriedly turned around to observe his surroundings.

There was someone right beside him, taking off their pants!

"Hey!" Li You shouted, "Who are you?"

This game was indeed a beta version; it didn't even display IDs.

How was he supposed to tell people apart? By looking at their faces?

The bearded man opposite hurriedly raised his head and asked, "Is that Brother You? It's me, Li Yong!"

"Yes, yes, yes, damn, why do you have a face like that?"

"Don't talk about me, why don't you look at yourself?" the bearded man said with disdain, "With that hooked nose of yours, it's too ugly."

Because of the environment, when Chen Zhi created the avatars for himself, he chose Western styles.

After all, most people here looked like that.

According to Saina, there were Eastern faces outside, but not many; only in the distant Luozhi region would one find such faces, and occasionally missionaries from there would come over to spread the religion they believed in.

There were also some with darker skin tones, and various races, and of course, they could be created, but for the sake of safety, Chen Zhi still chose the faces common here.

After being generated by AI, there was even more of a "generic face" feel; in short, the characters he created all looked very ordinary.

There wasn't even a face-sculpting step; it was indeed the testing phase, and the two quickly understood the GM's difficulties. After all, a lot of effort had already been put into making this game so realistic, and the face-sculpting function was somewhat optional.

The two quickly found the other two good brothers, and the four of them named themselves Tuorsuo, You'eryuan, Preschool, and Xiaofanzhuo respectively.

It was just that the IDs they had collectively decided on were not displayed at all in the game, so the four of them still called each other by their real names.

"Brother You, where are we going? I'm not used to this game at all; there are no quests, no pop-ups, and not even an NPC."

"Yeah, and why are there only the four of us?" Stepping over a corpse, Li You and his good brothers all felt a chill down their spines.

Lying on the ground were many people dressed the same as them, not breathing, as if they were dead bodies.

They looked like other players.

Perhaps because the mini-game on the helmet had a deterrent effect, many people who received the helmet did not log in immediately.

However, the four of them soon found the main group.

Walking forward along the Sewers, they soon arrived at a relatively wide passage where a woman wearing a white shirt and suit trousers was standing in the Sewers, facing several newcomers just like them.

Everyone was a newcomer wearing a white tank top, a gray vest, and gray breeches.

Their appearances were also quite ordinary, though female characters were generally much better than male characters; at least their figures were quite good.

Seeing Li You, Saina, who was saying something, stopped and said to the newcomers, "I will repeat this again: you had best change to a pseudonym I can understand; do not use those I cannot understand."

"Why do I feel like I can't understand what she's saying, but I understand what she means?"

"Me too." They didn't understand Saina's language, but they could understand what the other party meant.

This was because when Chen Zhi created the bodies, he included a translation function, though this function was currently only one-way.

In other words, the bodies could translate the other party's words, but the players could not speak it.

There was no help for it; Chen Zhi couldn't control how these bodies spoke, and being able to translate was already quite good.

Hearing the whispering of the few, Saina said with a dark face, "I will continue with the following precautions. I don't know what tasks my Lord has arranged for you, but you need to survive here for two weeks. I will assist you in staying alive here."

It really was the testing phase, everyone nodded.

Saina's face darkened a few shades more.

These people could understand her.

But she couldn't understand a word of what they said.

It was as if they were deliberately playing with her.

Yet they could communicate with each other, so it didn't look like they were deceiving her.

She could only treat it as the will of the gods and looked at these people before her with an expressionless face.

"I will arrange for you to work on the Farm. The Semilton Farm, far in the suburbs, can fully support hundreds more serfs. I hope you will not disappoint me." There were quite a few serfs among the Believers of the God of Calamity; there was no help for it, this god was truly too humble, and there were not many Believers with noble backgrounds like Saina.

Since it is just a matter of letting them survive, then throwing them into the Farm will suffice; in any case, there is no shortage of a bite to eat.

(End of chapter)