Chapter 3

【First, I must solemnly state: This book is not about online games! It's not an infinite flow story! It's not about a parallel world! I can only say that this is a modern, surreal novel... You'll understand more as you read on.

I reiterate: This is not an online game novel!】

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Chapter 2: [Can You Speak Human Language?]

A violent jolt, followed by a long period of darkness and unconsciousness.

Then, a bit of light appeared, and consciousness seemed to return, but not fully.

When he勉强 opened his eyes, images seemed to flash before him... fragmented, like snippets.

It seemed... they had landed...

The cockpit door opened...

The one who said "good luck" walked out...

Chen Xiaolian's consciousness was still scattered; he hadn't fully woken up.

The only clear thought was... he must be alive, right?

But the next "scene" he "saw" was wrong!

The one who said "good luck" suddenly tore off the pilot's uniform.

Yes, tore it off!

As if it wasn't clothing, but just a piece of paper!

This was wrong, right? Who has that kind of strength? A piece of clothing doesn't seem too sturdy, but try tearing it with your hands and see if you can easily rip it like waste paper!

Then...

The buzzing in Chen Xiaolian's ears hadn't stopped, so he could only barely hear fragments of words.

The other person seemed to be shouting...

"...start forming teams..."

"...equipment... scouting..."

"...dungeon quest..."

Chen Xiaolian finally confirmed one thing: he must be dreaming!

Playing too many games, his mind was confused?

Then... he fainted again.

...

"Are the teams formed?"

"It seems a few have died."

"What's going on? They died as soon as they entered? Was the damage from the impact not calculated correctly? I'll have to argue with the development team when I get back."

"Maybe they were just unlucky, wasting valuable beta test accounts."

"Right, note this bug and have the development team fix it. The damage from the impact during landing needs to be recalculated."

The voices gradually faded away...

Of course, Chen Xiaolian couldn't hear these voices.

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When he slowly woke up, Chen Xiaolian saw a mess around him.

The cabin was completely in disarray. The overhead compartments were a mess, with many doors off their hinges and suitcases scattered. The seats were also in chaos, with many detached.

He didn't know when he had left his seat and was lying on the ground. His face was pressed against the cold cabin floor, and his body still hurt.

He struggled to support himself.

There was still a crackling sound in his ears, but he didn't know where it was coming from, perhaps sparks.

The first thought was... I'm not dead!

The second thought was... damn!

He felt his body, and the buzzing in his ears slowly subsided.

Yes, all his parts were there, no missing limbs or broken bones.

This was clearly a plane crash, and he... was lucky, at least from the surface, there were no major injuries. As for internal bleeding, Chen Xiaolian didn't think about that right away.

His mind was still in chaos, filled with panic and shock.

Finally, he heard a soft crying sound nearby.

He turned his head and first saw a pair of white, delicate little legs, one wearing a small shoe, the other seemingly lost.

The Korean girl was sitting in a corner, the plane seat beside her was overturned. Her hair was messy, and she was crying helplessly.

She was softly calling out "Eodokae" "Eodokae" (What should I do?).

Chen Xiaolian, who had watched many Korean variety shows, knew this meant "What should I do?"

He tried to support himself and stand up, finding he still had some strength, though some parts of his body ached, and his legs were weak. The weakness was probably from the shock.

The cabin was damaged.

There seemed to be a large hole on the right side, and the cabin door was missing.

There was also a hole in the ceiling, with torn metal hanging and swaying.

Chen Xiaolian instinctively felt something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what.

He subconsciously called out, "Is anyone there?"

Actually, he wanted to shout "Help!" but for some reason, he didn't.

This wasn't surprising; how many times in a normal life does one shout "Help!"?

"Are you okay?"

Chen Xiaolian called out to the little girl, but she didn't respond, her eyes full of fear, still muttering "Eodokae, Eodokae."

Chen Xiaolian took a deep breath and struggled to lift the seat next to the girl. He wasn't very strong, and it took several attempts to succeed.

"Come on, get out!" Chen Xiaolian extended his hand to the girl, who looked at him blankly and didn't move. Chen Xiaolian went over and grabbed her wrist, pulling her over.

"Get out of here!" he said in Chinese, not caring if she understood: "Get out, go outside! Get out!"

Chen Xiaolian pulled the Korean girl out and pointed to the damaged part of the cabin.

He also tried to move out.

"Is anyone else here? Anyone? Anybody?!"

Chen Xiaolian shouted in Chinese and English.

He instinctively looked for the crew. To his surprise, the two flight attendants who were sitting opposite him were gone. The older one was missing, and the one with the long legs was slumped in her seat, head tilted, either dead or unconscious.

Even the cockpit door... was open!

From his angle, he could see that the cockpit was empty!

This discovery made Chen Xiaolian angry.

The crew had fled, leaving passengers like him behind?

But then he looked back at the cabin (first class was at the front, economy class behind).

The next discovery made Chen Xiaolian's heart sink!

He finally realized what was wrong!

The entire cabin... was empty! Empty! Desolate!

Many seats were overturned, but...

All the passengers, everyone... were gone!!

This discovery stunned Chen Xiaolian for several seconds!

He clearly remembered the plane being almost full when boarding! At least a hundred or two hundred people?

And now...

Looking at himself, and the Korean girl who was only crying and shouting "Eodokae."

Oh, and the unconscious flight attendant with the long legs...

Everyone was gone?!!

All of them?!

This discovery left Chen Xiaolian stunned and his heart cold!

Did... everyone get rescued? Left? Just leaving him behind?!!

He had an urge to curse!

The little girl suddenly screamed, snapping Chen Xiaolian out of his daze.

The girl screamed in fear, her body weak, pointing to a part of the cabin.

Chen Xiaolian looked over and felt his legs go weak.

Yes... a person, more accurately, a... corpse.

...

It was probably a passenger.

Very unlucky, slumped in the seat, head tilted to the side, the neck twisted to a degree that clearly indicated death.

Wearing a suit, seemingly a businessperson.

Blood on his face and body.

But Chen Xiaolian still mustered the courage to check, confirming that the person was indeed dead.

As he was still feeling lost, something fell from the corpse's hand, rolling to Chen Xiaolian's feet.

It was a...

Metal ball.

Round, smooth surface, seemingly no different from a regular steel ball, about the size of an egg.

Chen Xiaolian picked it up instinctively, looked at it, but couldn't figure out what it was, only feeling its weight.

Just as he was confused, a voice came from behind.

"Help..."

In English.

Chen Xiaolian turned around and saw the flight attendant with the long legs seemed to have woken up, her body slumping from the seat, unable to stand, only extending a hand, helplessly calling out "help."

Chen Xiaolian put the steel ball in his pocket and ran over to try to help the flight attendant up. She was very thin, but when she was weak, her full weight pressed on Chen Xiaolian, making the young man struggle to support her, barely dragging her out.

"Are you okay?"

But the flight attendant seemed still dazed, looking at Chen Xiaolian and quickly saying a sentence.

Chen Xiaolian didn't understand, but he heard the pronunciation clearly.

"Dasikaitai"

It seemed... Japanese?

Instantly, Chen Xiaolian felt like spitting blood.

On a plane, only three people were left alive!

Besides himself, a Korean girl, and a Japanese woman?

None of them spoke Chinese!!