Chapter 73: The Fourth Calamity Begins Today! (Please keep reading!!!)

In the tidy, bright ward, Fu Le was leaning wearily against the headboard.

He had only rested a few short days, yet already sensed a chance of being kicked out of the company's core circle.

He lamented, having toiled for over twenty years, finally scraping into the CMO position—could it be lost just like that?

The taste of power was so sweet that he, accustomed to savoring it, couldn't help sighing.

Even the corners of his mouth, which seemed forever sharp, softened a little.

Until he heard footsteps outside the door, he barely mustered his former aura.

"Come in."

"Director Fu, there's a courier for you."

After being scolded by the head nurse, the junior nurse changed her address.

"We've already inspected it; it's just an ordinary game helmet. Could you check if it's what you wanted?"

Game helmet?

A guess instantly sprang to Fu Le's mind, and he took the opened box with a mix of belief and doubt.

Inside, besides a black helmet, lay a golden greeting card.

"Dear Sir, congratulations on drawing…"

"Code: Sun Moon"???

Though his brow remained furrowed, he had watched that game trailer two days ago.

And, oddly enough, he had left the convalescent home's contact info.

He didn't expect that he actually drew the qualification?

Seeing Director Fu's brow knit again, the junior nurse instantly grew nervous.

"Director Fu, may I ask what's wrong?"

"Um, ah, no…"

Having long held a high position, he, accustomed to a carefree demeanor, unusually stammered.

He covered his embarrassment with a light cough and waved his hand.

"This is indeed mine; you go about your business."

"Mm, okay."

But the nurse had just turned around when the man on the bed called her back.

"Wait a moment."

Fu Le's expression shifted, then settled back to calm.

"You forgot to plug it in for me."

In the cramped rental room, Zhang Tu attentively poured a glass of hot water for Uncle Li.

"Uncle Li, you really can't reach anyone willing to buy a helmet?"

"Little Zhang, aren't you clear about my circle of friends? If you can stream free beauty live shows, that's fine, but who would buy that useless thing?"

"Uncle, it's not that... the weather's getting cooler, I want to get my old lady a new outfit."

Seeing Little Zhang about to hand over an apple, Old Li quickly blocked it with his cigarette‑holding hand.

"Alright, alright, saving your old lady's face, I'll ask around for you again!"

"Thanks, Uncle!"

Watching the old uncle mutter and leave the courtyard, Zhang Tu scratched his head and stared blankly at the helmet on the table.

"Is this thing really cutting‑edge high tech?"

The brand‑new black helmet stood out starkly amid the shabby rental, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"It'll take a few days to contact a buyer, and it's second‑hand anyway; why not I also... give it a try?"

The harsh sunlight was blocked by the shade, and Zhao Jun whistled as he turned into the roadside courier station.

"Qiang Ge, what good stuff did you buy this time?"

Because of years of trading combat gear, the nearby station owners all knew him.

"Huh, not sure, let me see what it is."

Zhao Jun smiled lightly, took the courier, scanned it, and froze.

"Game helmet, that fast?"

Hearing his mutter, the shop owner widened his eyes in surprise.

"Whoa, you... didn't happen to draw it, did you?"

Zhao Jun was startled.

"Code: Sun Moon, you know it too?"

"How could I not know? I've been following it for ages!"

The shop owner, having been duped by such scam games countless times, slammed the table in anger.

"If you ask me, a new elite should've already been brutally cracking down on these lazy old factories!"

After venting that rage, he lowered his voice.

"Hey, Qiang Ge, if you play tonight, be sure to tell me your thoughts; I even made a bet with the game group."

"Play…"

Zhao Jun had planned to pull an all‑night video edit tonight, but seeing the request, he nodded.

"Alright, I'll record a clip then; wait for my good news!"

In a room piled with models, figurines, and wuxia novels, a teen was huffing and puffing as he struck the sandbag with force.

Yet after only a few punches, his thin frame was already drenched in sweat.

Because of his innate genes, his stomach and intestines absorb nutrients especially poorly.

He clearly craves big fish and meat, as if he wants pork fat mixed into rice, yet he remains thin and small.

He graduated from university, yet returned still a youth.

He tosses aside his boxing gloves, collapses on the floor panting heavily, his fierce eyes fixed on the gaming headset on the table.

"I just won't believe it; I can't become a great hero in the game either!"

Amid the endless traffic, atop the skyscrapers of the city CBD, a rumpled‑suit man leans despondently against the edge.

In middle age, ruined by bankruptcy, looking back, his whole life seems a series of failures.

Thinking that, he can't help but gulp another mouthful of beer.

He struggles to stand, his drunken eyes bleary as he looks toward the bustling crowd below the skyscrapers.

"A shitty life—should've ended the moment she left, damn it!"

He shifts, intending to give the world one final embrace, but stops at the last moment.

No way…

I'm scared of pain!

At that moment, his phone suddenly started vibrating.

He picks it up and sees a text reminding that a delivery has arrived.

Right, the game—games are possible!

He lies down again, his chest heaving violently.

"Hehe! Let me see what kind of death for grandma can be painless!"

In a black‑and‑white styled bedroom, a girl in a silk nightgown applies makeup to her face.

With eyebrow pencil, powder puff, bottles and jars, her small face quickly shifts from pure to seductive.

She lifts the nearby tablet, tilts her head while comparing to the anime character on it, then darkens her eyebrows a bit more.

"Now that's right on point!"

Cheerfully standing, she takes a cool long dress from the wardrobe rack.

This is the hottest game character lately; if she could rush out at light speed, she'd definitely gain more fans!

While pondering whether to add a little effect, she hears a phone ringtone from her phone.

"Hello? Ah, a delivery, a gaming headset? Got it, got it."

She looks at the dress in her hand, then at the dust‑covered console in the corner, purses her red lips and hesitates.

Finally, gritting her teeth, she stomps her foot and tosses the dress messily onto the bed.

"Um, can we cancel tonight's scheduled shoot…?"

In the university dorm, Ai Ge faces the phone camera,

"Ladies and gentlemen, congratulations! Our big treasure has finally arrived!"

He uses the big kitchen knife in his hand to cut open the delivery, pulling out the gaming headset inside.

"First time playing, afraid of any unnecessary trouble, I don't plan to livestream."

"But tomorrow morning, I'll definitely post my first impressions, plus any recorded footage, edited into a video for everyone!"

"By the way, something crazy: not only me, a roommate of mine also got one, hehe, pretty amazing, right?"

"Tonight, the two of us, father and son, will let everyone taste the salty‑sweet of this game, alright, let's go, brothers!"

After recording the unboxing video, he smoothly edits it and submits it for review on D Station.

Looking at the three roommates beside him, he lifts the headset, his gaze landing on the tallest, most burly Haodaar among them.

"Li Zi, charge?"

"Charge!"

The two sprint up to their respective beds and don the gaming headsets.

"Hey hey, you two be careful, don't piss yourselves on the bed."

"Remember to stay safe; if it gets too risky, just stop playing."

The other two roommates offered grinning, teeth‑bared concern, which Ai Ge brushed off with a single "jealous" retort.

"Don't be impatient; if it's fun, the four of us brothers will wait for the unrestricted beta later, then form a fierce F4 in the other world!"

"No problem, everything's set, the two Haodaar, the good dads, go and be back!"

He presses the switch on the gaming headset, and under the influence of sleep‑inducing waves, Ai Ge instantly feels himself slip into a sleep state.

In total darkness, the LOGO of "Code Name·Sun Moon" slowly rises, then shatters explosively into countless specks of light.

Those brilliant specks gradually connect, forming sheets of white light that fill his entire vision.

In a daze, he feels as if he has entered another world.

Perhaps it was just a blink, yet it also feels like a century has passed.

Regaining his focus, the light scatters, and before Ai Ge appears a magnificent, golden‑and‑jade radiant cathedral.

He looks around, gaping in astonishment.

The game…

Really started?!

Volume One: Doctor, cute, right?

End.