Chapter 1

001.

"Xiao Jiang, run from the gas! What are you standing there for?"

"Damn, Jiang Siming, are you disconnected? Why are you running into the gas?"

"Don't bother with this noob. I'll take Wang Zong out of the gas first. Wang Zong, sit behind me, I'll cover you from bullets!"

...

Listening to the voices in the cheap headphones, Jiang Siming, sitting in the internet cafe, stared blankly at his computer screen.

Jiang Siming had been out of university for three years, working as a salesperson in a real estate company. Today, he was playing a game with two colleagues and their team leader, Wang Zong.

Compared to the other two colleagues, Jiang Siming's skills were terrible. He was just there to be a medic and carry extra ammo.

In fact, his skills were so bad, and he couldn't even flatter people, so his presence in the game was almost negligible...

At this moment, Jiang Siming's computer wasn't frozen, and he wasn't disconnected from the game.

It was just that in Jiang Siming's eyes, there was something different in his game screen.

While running from the gas, Jiang Siming noticed a white light flashing in P City.

At first, he thought he was seeing things or that his screen was glitching, but after confirming it multiple times, Jiang Siming was sure he saw it.

"Hey, bro, do you see that light?"

Jiang Siming pointed at the computer and asked a friend who was also playing the game, but the friend shook his head and said, "No, what light?"

"It's that white light, can't you see it? It's very bright."

Jiang Siming didn't believe it. Could it really be a problem with his eyes? Cataracts? Maybe he needed to use Shapu Aishi to treat his eyes?

"Where's the light? I think you're possessed. Run from the gas, bro, you're almost dead from the gas."

The friend kindly reminded him and denied it again.

Jiang Siming was puzzled. To confirm he wasn't seeing things, he changed direction and turned into P City. He quickly determined that the source of the light was in a three-story building.

This was already the third wave of gas, and P City was completely empty, everyone had run from the gas. Jiang Siming wasn't worried about anyone being in the city, so he boldly rushed into the three-story building with the light.

On the top floor, Jiang Siming was stunned.

A white fragment shaped like a musical note was floating in the corner, still glowing brightly, very noticeable.

But this thing didn't belong in the game at all?

"Hey, bro, look! Is this a new item in the game?"

Jiang Siming shouted, and the friend, annoyed, came over to take a closer look and said, "What fragment? There's nothing in this house. Are you messing with me?"

"Such a big fragment, so bright, can't you see it? It's right here!"

Jiang Siming pointed at the white musical note fragment on the screen, which was quite beautiful.

"Bullshit fragment, I think you're the one with the problem!" The friend ignored Jiang Siming, thinking he was a fool.

"How can this be? Why can't he see it?" Jiang Siming said in disbelief. Could it be that only he could see it?

Curious, Jiang Siming decided to check out the fragment.

He walked over and pressed the pick-up button, and a chime sounded in his mind.

"Picked up [98k Mastery] fragment *1 (1/1). Fragment count is full, can be used directly."

"Use!"

Ignoring the shock, Jiang Siming already had a vague sense that something was wrong.

The moment Jiang Siming chose to use the fragment, a surge of spiritual energy flooded his mind.

Then, Jiang Siming was astonished to find that his brain was filled with many tips for using the 98k, such as quick-scoping, leading shots, moving targets, adjusting the angle... a lot of information about the game's sniper rifle.

He was carrying a 98k, and he wanted to find a tree to test it out, but Wang Jun and the others were already impatiently urging him.

"What's wrong with you, Xiao Jiang? Are you dumb? Hurry up and get out of the gas and bring me the med kit!"

Hearing the manager curse at him, Jiang Siming suppressed his annoyance and grunted in response, choosing to obey and run from the gas.

He was no longer the charismatic and confident student leader who had captivated the entire school with his eloquence and righteousness.

The harshness of the workplace far exceeded his imagination.

Although he wanted to retort, the previous examples of those who had stood up to the boss had taught Jiang Siming a bitter lesson.

Otherwise, a top graduate from a prestigious university wouldn't have ended up as a low-level salesperson.

Barely escaping the gas, Jiang Siming hadn't even had time to take a med kit when his two colleagues urged him to hand over all the medicine.

"You won't need the medicine, Xiao Jiang. Just cover us from the side. If any of us go down, you pull them up, got it?" Wang Jun said in a commanding tone.

"Okay." Jiang Siming responded casually and said no more.

All the medicine was given to them, leaving Jiang Siming with only half health. However, he still had the 98k, which they didn't take because they already had their own.

So Jiang Siming was lucky to have a sniper rifle that he didn't have to hand over. Previously, even the mini14 he picked up would be taken by them.

Unfortunately, his 98k only had a red dot sight, making it almost useless.

In the past, Jiang Siming could only make the 98k sound like a wedding firecracker, loud but ineffective.

But now, Jiang Siming was confident. Even with a red dot sight, he could kill!

"I see someone! Southeast direction, heading our way!" his colleague Zhou Qiang shouted.

"Block them. Wang Zong, your aim is the best. I'll go ahead and draw their fire, and you clean them up." Another colleague, Yuan Bing, started flattering again.

Jiang Siming was speechless, not understanding how they could be so sycophantic, praising someone who couldn't even hit a close target as a shooting god.

But with the enemy approaching, Jiang Siming didn't have time to mock. He took the 98k and waited quietly for his prey.

Soon, a full squad came from the southeast, but they were still a bit far away.

When Zhou Qiang and the others saw the equipment of the opposing team, their faces turned serious. The opponents were all wearing ** armor!

One of them even had a black, shiny helmet, which was a ** helmet!

"Damn! Their equipment is too good, it's going to be hard to take them down." ** armor could withstand many bullets, making it difficult to instantly kill them.

Bang!

A bullet broke the silence, fired by Wang Jun.

Unable to resist, Wang Jun thought he could take one of them out and fired first, exposing their position.

Zhou Qiang and Yuan Bing were inwardly cursing, but they didn't say it out loud. They just shouted to start the fight and began shooting.

The hasty shooting had little effect. The three of them couldn't even take down one person before the enemy team reacted and took cover.

It was clear that the enemy team was experienced. They were calm, throwing smoke and grenades in an orderly manner.

On the other hand, Wang Jun and his team were shaken by the precise grenades thrown at them, and Wang Jun almost died.

"Should we retreat? Wang Zong, we can't beat them..." Zhou Qiang, trembling on the ground, said while frantically taking medicine.

"Fine... This team is just lucky, picking up so much ** armor. We'll deal with them later." Wang Zong said these harsh words and then turned to run.