Chapter 64

【Early Morning Update~~~】

"Currently, the total number of online users in the Death God Space is 1687, with 916 active players. Do you want to enter?"

"Yes."

"Please name your character."

"Heavenly Lone Swan."

"Name conflicts with other player IDs, please rename."

Tsk, the old name can't be used anymore.

"Zhang Wei."

"Name approved, confirm?"

"Confirm."

"Please choose the appearance of your portable device. If you do not choose, it will be randomly assigned."

"iPhone 108."

"Confirmed. ID card generation in progress, Death God equipment generation in progress, character creation complete, random initialization of birth environment... Game is ready, you can enter at any time. Enjoy your game."

"Enter!"

Everything went dark before his eyes. When he opened them again, Dugu Fu found himself in a strange room. In his left hand was the newly generated ID card, and in his right hand was the iPhone 108.

The room wasn't small, but it was cluttered. On one side were several bookshelves, piled high with manga, game discs, and magazines. On the other side were two cabinets that reached the ceiling, neatly arranged with all sorts of models, figurines, and toys. Iron Man's armor, Star Wars lightsabers, Captain America's shield, Superman's suit... Odd and varied items and posters adorned the walls.

At the far end was a bed with a maid-themed bedsheet and pillows, and what seemed to be a maid-themed... doll, perfectly rendered in three dimensions. Around the bed were monitors, densely packed with icons for games, videos, music, novels, and more. No matter whether you were lying down, sitting up, or lying on your side, there was always something to entertain you.

This was the room of a hardcore otaku.

Not bad at all! His eyes swept over the room, and when they landed on the luxurious computer setup by the bed, Dugu Fu's eyes lit up. Tsk, I wonder where the boss and Guo Xingxing will be born, and if everything will go smoothly...

Even though they entered using the same invitation, they would still be assigned to different birthplaces in this Death God City. I've already given them the basics; I can only hope... everything goes smoothly. Sitting in front of the computer, Dugu Fu felt a surge of excitement as he began to operate it. The "clacking" of the keyboard surprised him slightly.

Pausing for a moment, he continued, and the "clacking" sounded like a storm. He stopped again, staring at his hands in amazement.

His hands were long and strong, flexible and soft.

But that was just the surface. Beneath it, he had noticed something more. In just a short time, he realized his typing speed had increased by at least 30%. He was already one of the fastest typists in the world, with few rivals. A 30% increase was...

Inhuman!

But that was still just the surface. The real substance was... the hand techniques he had developed, inspired by the Flying Dragon Cloud-Seeking Hand, seemed to have carried over into this world?

This was an independent small space. When you entered this world, no matter how powerful your character was, you would become an ordinary person, bound by the rules of this space. Yet, the thieving skills had carried over. If the thieving skills had carried over, wouldn't the other skills... How was that possible? Could it be because I'm an NPC now?

NPCs indeed faced fewer restrictions when crossing worlds, but if that were the case, why hadn't it happened before when NPCs entered?

Tsk, I come here often, but only to relax. There were a few times when the Death God Space was invaded by NPCs, but I forgot how it was resolved. Dugu Fu tried, and indeed, the other skills were there, though much weaker than in the Republic of China Master World, they still exceeded the strength of an ordinary person.

If I had known this, I shouldn't have entered now. Training my skills further would have increased my chances of success. But... I've been forced to this point, so there's no other way.

"Clack clack clack..." Dugu Fu operated the computer like a storm. He had to be fast, cautious, and ensure everything went perfectly!

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"Here! Here! Here!"

The police car weaved through the crowded streets. The driver, while driving, kept a close eye on the system information. Suddenly, he saw the online user count jump from 1687 to 1690, and the active user count from 916 to 919, and he shouted in excitement.

In his earpiece, others' voices came through: "From what that fatso said, our target is unlikely to log in so quickly. Why are you so excited? And three new users? Clearly, they used all three slots from an invitation. We're probably dealing with an informant. Where did he get the other two people? Did he bring in NPCs?"

The first person scoffed at the excitement: "That's probably not our real target."

Another person said, "Alright, alright, it's understandable to be excited. The drop rate for Death God World invitations is low, and they cost tens of thousands on average. That fatso is offering 300,000 for a head. Such a simple task with such a generous reward, we can't miss it."

"Let's stick to the plan. From now on, all players entering the Death God Space, kill on sight! Fangdang Buji, are you done with your part? What are the IDs of the three new users?"

"..." The walkie-talkie fell silent.

"Fangdang Buji! Fangdang Buji! Where are you!"

"Didn't, didn't, didn't find them," a frustrated voice finally came through after a while.

"Didn't find them? How is that possible?" Several voices exclaimed in unison.

"Didn't you hack the online user database? You can find all NPC and player information..."

"But I couldn't find them. Wait, let me adjust the parameters and search again... Got it, got it, got it, I know what the problem is!" The joy of solving the mystery quickly turned into a hysterical curse, "Damn! Too clever!"

"What, what?" Others asked urgently.

After a long pause, Fangdang Buji's dry voice came through: "The three people are named Zhang Wei, Wang Fang, and Li Na."

"So you know their names? What are you waiting for? Hurry up and send the information over."

Some didn't understand, but others instantly grasped the issue: "How many are there?"

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