Chapter 3: Unable to log out (1/2)

Chapter 3: Unable to log out

“Why did you kill off the beauty so fast? You weren’t gentle towards the lady at all…” The green-skinned player grudgingly said those words, but his facial expression suddenly changed to one of alertness.

The bald-player shouted “Gentle my arse! I’m in pain!” complaining to the green-skinned player. Between screaming in pain and cursing, the other players could only stare helplessly towards the bald-player. They couldn’t help but to cast some doubts about whether it was truly painful or just mildly painful, as they weren’t the ones who got hurt.

“Stop creating noise, the crying will attract more attention,” Liu Gan said in a low voice, trying his best to remain calm as he kneeled down beside the bald player. A couple of zombies nearby seemed to have noticed the activity; originally they were wandering aimlessly, but now they slowed down and looked towards the direction of the bald guy.

“Stop screaming!” The green-skinned male also felt that something was wrong. He pointed at baldy and hushed him with one hand, while tightly holding the iron rod in the other hand.

“F*%@! Do you guys have any idea how much pain I’m in? Why don’t you try getting bitten?” The bald player cursed aggressively at Liu Gan and the rest of the players. From the looks of it, his neck wound was quite deep. Blood was no longer gushing out, but his clothes had been dyed dark red with his blood.

Liu Gan glanced at the bald player’s wound and immediately smelled the fresh scent of iron, then turned a full circle while analyzing his surroundings. Unexplainably, he felt a little dizzy, almost falling head first onto the ground. Since Liu Gan’s legs were originally prosthetics, he hadn’t gotten full control of the sensation yet. So, his body was still trying to reconnect with his brain, causing this temporary instability.

“This is so realistic. Is Trembling World still a video game? Why is it that the senses throughout my body feel so real? It’s as if I’ve been immersed into the virtual game!” said the other player, still in disbelief.

Before 2015, virtual reality technology was just a myth. Sitting in front of the computer screen with the induction headgear, keyboard, and mouse combination was the standard way of playing, so how was this so real? The Induction Sensor Headgear merely uses the electric signals of the central nervous system to register brain waves for operation. The functionality of it is the same as using a remote controlled device. So this induction headgear shouldn’t be the rumored full-dive immersion headgear for virtual reality.

Even if this was the full-dive headgear, it should still be possible to take it off, right? But it doesn’t feel like there’s anything on my head! So was it really possible that they were immersed in the game?

For these types of zombie games, it was only suitable to play by sitting in front of a computer. If we were really immersed in the game, then showing things like the bald player being bit by a zombie wouldn’t be pleasant at all.

“Are you serious? You guys can voluntarily go and get bitten to see if it’s real or not!” screamed the bald player. Then he went back to whining loudly about the pain. Prior to entering the game, the bald player had consumed a good amount of alcohol. Lacking good judgement, he stumbled upon the good-looking female zombie. Once he laid eyes on the feminine features of the lady, his male instincts kicked in and fueled his perverted desires, which led to him to grabbing the panties. Thus, all the wrong decisions had led him to getting bitten.

“If you are going to be like this, then log off and stop creating trouble for us!” The green-skinned player replied to the bald player while gripping his iron rod tightly. It seemed like he was an experienced veteran player.

“Trust me, I really want to logout of the game too! You should help me find a way to get out!” The bald-player rushed a reply to the green-skinned player. If he could exit this nightmare, the first thing that he would do was rush to the hospital and find a doctor to patch this up. Then grab some morphine to numb the pain on the shoulders!

Other players overhead the bald player and frantically tried to mutter common phrases like “exit game”, and some even shouted “GM!”. They then started looking for a ‘game menu’ in their own vision field. Unfortunately, it was all in vain.

This is what the real world was like; there were no viable options in front of you where you could just choose to log off.