Chapter 3

There is no doubt that this place is clearly very dangerous. Apart from the passersby who look murderous, there are occasionally one or two corpses lying on the street, ignored by everyone. And the ragged, pitiful beggars scattered here and there vividly illustrate the world's indifference and cruelty.

As someone who lives in a peaceful era, such a place undoubtedly makes Wang Yuchen feel somewhat frightened. At this moment, his only psychological support is the well-built figure of Mo Zhi Dao, who is walking in front of him with a swaying gait.

It is very clear that Mo Zhi Dao is well-known in this area and has an incredibly strong presence. Basically, throughout their journey, even the most vicious-looking passersby dare not approach within five meters of Mo Zhi Dao. Even the beggars who swarm like flies when they see people do not dare to get close to Mo Zhi Dao.

However, although Mo Zhi Dao's support is obviously very strong, this support seems really wild, as if it is ready to go berserk at any moment...

In less than ten minutes, Wang Yuchen has already seen Mo Zhi Dao kick away an inattentive little punk who was trying to get close to her, slap away two little kids who were looting a corpse, and whip away a middle-aged man who dared to look at her for too long.

Finally, just before reaching their destination, Mo Zhi Dao and Wang Yuchen encountered a group of beggars. Although these beggars did not dare to get close to the two of them, Mo Zhi Dao still grabbed a middle-aged beggar and coldly said, "I've told you many times not to let me see you anywhere. Do you not understand human language?"

The middle-aged beggar who was grabbed by Mo Zhi Dao had an ordinary face, the kind you forget as soon as you see it. Being held by Mo Zhi Dao, he did not dare to struggle or beg for mercy, but only smiled—his smile was very gentle, even in this situation.

But even so, this gentle-smiling beggar was mercilessly kicked away by Mo Zhi Dao—really kicked away, like a toy thrown by a child. While he was in the air, Mo Zhi Dao whipped him twice, and when he finally landed, he was no different from a rag, lying on the ground and only able to groan softly, unable to get up.

"Surprisingly, no metal pillars were knocked down..." The first thought that came to Wang Yuchen's mind was actually a sarcastic comment. But this interest quickly faded—his superior has such a bad temper, it looks like the days ahead will be tough...

Wang Yuchen swallowed hard and looked at the middle-aged beggar with sympathy. When he turned his head, he found that Mo Zhi Dao was looking at him coldly.

"These people are called player beggars, the lowest group in this world. Anyone can beat and curse them, and even if they are beaten to death, it doesn't matter. There is no law in this world. Rookie, if you don't work hard, you will end up like them." Mo Zhi Dao said coldly and then turned to walk into a metal building that was entirely grayish-green.

Wang Yuchen swallowed again and followed Mo Zhi Dao into the metal building.

This grayish-green metal building seemed to be a dormitory area. Wang Yuchen followed Mo Zhi Dao down a long metal corridor, occasionally seeing dormitory rooms. The interior of these dormitories was extremely simple, with just a table, a chair, and a bed. However, each dormitory had a white light screen, and it was unclear what was behind the screen.

After about five or six minutes, the two finally reached their destination. Mo Zhi Dao pushed open the door of a dormitory, sat down on the only metal chair, and casually crossed her legs—a gesture that would usually seem rude for a woman, but on Mo Zhi Dao, it had a unique charm.

Of course, the still unsettled Wang Yuchen had no interest in appreciating it.

"Welcome to the new recruit dormitory area of the Red Flag Guild in the third major zone of the main game space, rookie. I am your mentor, Mo Yan. From now on, you should call me Mo Zhi Dao or Boss." The woman called Mo Yan waved a small leather whip and said coldly, "This is a cold and cruel world. No one will be kind to a rookie like you. Remember this, it will do you no harm. As your mentor, I will be the only one who truly cares about you in this world. But don't think too highly of me, I have a bad temper, and I hate fools."

"Alright, I know you must have a lot of questions. But I only allow you to ask three questions, that's my rule. So think carefully before you ask, don't ask stupid questions, like..."

"What is this place?" The next second, Mo Yan and Wang Yuchen almost said this in unison.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't overestimate you at all. You don't seem capable of getting out of the fool's realm." A mocking look flashed across Mo Yan's face. "I guess your next stupid question will be..."

"Who are you?"

"How can I leave this place?"

Mo Yan and Wang Yuchen almost asked these two questions in unison. The only difference was that Wang Yuchen looked a bit fearful and excited when he said these two sentences, while Mo Yan remained seated, her face full of mockery.

"Fine, I'll just give you a direct brainwash. I guess I'm unlucky to have another fool rookie." Then, Mo Yan seemed to lose her patience. She flicked her wrist, and a white, disc-shaped metal object suddenly flew out from her and landed on Wang Yuchen's head.

Instantly, Wang Yuchen felt a huge force completely immobilizing his body, making him unable to move or speak. At the same time, countless pieces of information were being transmitted to his brain through the white metal disc.

After a long while...

"Actually... this kind of thing exists." Wang Yuchen stood there in a daze, his expression somewhat blank, with the metal disc still on his head...

Wang Yuchen had already learned all the basic information about this place from the brainwash. This world is called the main game space, supposedly created by a deity, a playground for the gods. The residents of this space are all Earthlings like Wang Yuchen, who have been forcibly transported here, and they are called players.

As for the specific information about this deity—whether it is really a deity, an alien, or some other kind of being, or even an individual or an organization—none of this is known. The only thing Wang Yuchen knows is that the players in this world refer to the creator of this world as the BOSS.

Although the specific information about this BOSS is extremely vague, one thing is certain: this so-called BOSS is definitely a brain-dead fan of fantasy novels, which can be seen from the game content he designed...

"Then... take me to the game area first, I want to familiarize myself with the game process." A moment later, Wang Yuchen said to Mo Yan in a low voice. This white metal disc, besides transmitting information, seems to have a magical effect of calming the mind and stabilizing emotions.

In any case, after the brainwash by the white metal disc, Wang Yuchen's originally restless and agitated emotions were forcibly suppressed. Calming down, he has at least temporarily accepted the fact of his transportation and started to try to do what he should do.