Chapter 2

Fang Qi gently rolled up his sleeves, glanced at him, and said irritably, "What's the problem?"

Wang Fatzi asked, "Do you still remember that tomorrow is the opening test for Lingyun Academy? It's already this late, have you registered?"

Fang Qi waved his hand, "I won't go, I'll watch the shop."

"Watch the shop?" Wang Fatzi was taken aback, looking Fang Qi up and down carefully, "You're giving up?"

He chuckled, casually pulling over a stool to sit on, "It's better to give up. If this place doesn't want me, there will be other places that do. As I see it, why hang yourself on one tree?"

He extended his thick, round fingers, making a cross, "In my opinion, practicing martial arts these days isn't as good as going home to farm. My father has long seen through this world and has already given me a strict order. If I don't pass this time, he'll send me to study and take the civil service exam."

Wang Fatzi rambled on, spitting all over the ground, but saw that Fang Qi just laughed.

"It's not giving up, but..." Fang Qi stood up from his seat, smiling easily, "I never really wanted to go."

"What do you mean?" Wang Fatzi was immediately confused. He clearly remembered that someone had once sworn to enter Lingyun Academy and make a name for himself.

Has he really changed his mind?

Fang Qi sat casually in his seat and pointed to the computer on the table, "Look at that."

Wang Fatzi scratched his head, "Speaking of which, I haven't asked yet, what are you planning to do with this new shop? Is it just this? What is this thing for?"

"This is called a computer," Fang Qi said, "You can think of it as a magical artifact."

"It's currently quite limited, it can only play a game called 'Resident Evil.'"

"Game?" Wang Fatzi immediately remembered the little tricks he used to play as a child, laughing and scolding, "How old are you to still play games?"

"Why don't you try it yourself?" Fang Qi thought it would be hard to explain to him in a short time, pointing to the blackboard, "Of course, it costs money."

"Money? How much?" Wang Fatzi glanced at the blackboard and laughed, "7 spirit crystals? An hour? Are you kidding me?"

He had heard of the hour as a unit of time, although most people used the traditional time system, Wang Fatzi wasn't unfamiliar with it.

His family wasn't poor, owning a restaurant in such a big city, so they weren't exactly struggling. But for a young man without a steady income, 7 spirit crystals was no small amount!

"I'm not kidding, that's the price," Fang Qi's expression turned serious.

Seeing that Fang Qi seemed to be serious, Wang Fatzi's face turned sour, "Qi, you're really something! I came here to support you, and you're trying to get money out of me?"

Fang Qi seemed to have anticipated his reaction and explained, "Why would I try to get money out of you? If you trust me, give me the money and try it. If you're not satisfied afterward, I'll refund you, okay?"

Hearing this, Wang Tai felt a bit more at ease.

"Really?" Wang Fatzi looked at Fang Qi suspiciously, moving his seat over, half-believing, half-doubting.

Since it was refundable, he might as well give it a try.

He slapped 7 shiny spirit crystals on the table, "I want to make it clear, no matter what trick you have, no matter how fun it is, it's just a small trick, at most a temporary amusement. Don't think I'll willingly hand over 7 spirit crystals!"

This money was originally for tomorrow's exam, but he wasn't worried about Fang Qi stealing it. With Fang Qi's physique, he wasn't even in the same league as him in terms of martial arts!

He really didn't believe any game could be worth so much, but he was curious to see what Fang Qi was up to.

Fang Qi laughed, "Alright, if you have any reluctance to give me the money on the table afterward, I'll refund it to you."

"Wow!" The fat man was immediately delighted, looking at the black "magical artifact" on the table and then at Fang Qi, "Then I, Wang Tai, really want to see what kind of trick makes you so confident!"

He lifted the chair, finding it not heavy, and asked, "This thing won't collapse, right? And it's a bit small."

"Small?" Fang Qi, with his slim and small frame, easily lifted the chair as if it were a chick! He brought the two chairs over, placed them together, and removed the armrests, immediately turning them into a large chair about a meter wide.

The fat man chuckled, "That's more like it."

The fat man sat down, finding the chair, though light, incredibly sturdy and stable!

To be honest, these tables and chairs, along with the signboard at the entrance, were all part of the system. The saying "System products are always top-notch" wasn't just for show! Therefore, these sets of furniture were excessively sturdy.

The people in this world had no idea what a computer was, how to play games, let alone virtual reality devices.

Since it was the first day of the internet cafe's opening, Fang Qi didn't sit idle and taught the fat man how to use these things.

Under Fang Qi's guidance, Wang Fatzi opened "Resident Evil" and put on the virtual reality device.

"Resident Evil!"

The opening animation and music immediately set a heavy and eerie atmosphere!

Under Fang Qi's guidance, Wang Fatzi clicked on the "Load Game" option.

The game started quickly.

The opening animation was very clear, as if all the scenes were not presented through the computer but seen through his own eyes!

The language inside, though in English, was translated into the most familiar language for the player, so Wang Fatzi could understand the dialogue.

"Resident Evil 1" tells the beginning of the entire Resident Evil series, the famous "Mansion Incident."

The so-called mansion is a retreat set up by the Umbrella Corporation in the suburbs of Raccoon City, but it also houses a secret bio-research laboratory underground.

The opening animation shows the Alpha Team flying in a helicopter to the "Mansion" to search for the missing Bravo Team members.

"What is this? A new flying magical artifact?" Wang Fatzi marveled at the helicopter flying in the sky, "Is this a new magical artifact made by a cultivator lord?"

He thought to himself, "Could this kid have hooked up with a powerful cultivator? This thing is really realistic! But even so, I won't willingly hand over 7 spirit crystals!"

Just as the scene began!

"Enter virtual reality mode?"

"Huh?!"

"Select 'Enter.'"

"Alright!" Wang Fatzi immediately followed the instructions and chose to enter. Suddenly, he felt the surroundings change!

Next, he found everything in front of him was right there, almost within reach!

He felt like a lost soul drifting in the darkness, and in front of him was a dark wilderness, where he could vaguely see five figures. Their appearances were familiar to Fang Qi; they were the Alpha Team from "Resident Evil 1"!

"My God!" Wang Fatzi was immediately startled, "How did I get inside here?"

"Stop screaming," Fang Qi rolled his eyes, "If you want to exit, just think about it, and an exit option will appear. This is called virtual reality technology."

However, the system's virtual reality technology was far superior to the VR technology he had known before he came to this world! No wonder Wang Tai was scared.

Wang Fatzi immediately thought about exiting, and sure enough, a strange light screen appeared in front of him: "Do you want to exit the game?"

Wang Fatzi, feeling uneasy, immediately clicked to exit.

He took off the virtual reality device and looked around in a panic, "R-Really exited?"

He stared blankly at Fang Qi, "Are you sure that wasn't another world?"

No wonder he asked, the scene was so realistic! It was almost indistinguishable from the real world!

Fang Qi pointed at his nose irritably, "Do I have the ability to create a world for you to play in?"

Wang Fatzi shook his head quickly, "No!"

Wang Fatzi had never seen such a magical thing and immediately became interested, "So, this is really just a game?"

"Of course, it's a game, 'Resident Evil 1' Virtual Reality HD Remake." After all, it was a system product. Even though it was an old game like "Resident Evil 1," it couldn't be the pixelated version from the 20th century.