Zhuge Ping's estimate of his game progress is quite reliable. By the end of the night, all tasks had been cleared, except for some randomly generated limited-time tasks.

Yawn and rub your eyes.

"That's it for today. We've got all the equipment we need, and completed all the tasks we need to do. Although we can still recruit a few more golden crew members, in fact, we have already experienced the essence of this game.
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So let’s stop here. Tomorrow I will find a game with a higher support rate among the games suggested by everyone and start a new game.

I'll upload today's game video to the group tomorrow. If the management is interested, I can use it to make highlights or make second changes.

Everyone, go to bed quickly, good night."

After saying that, Zhuge Ping quickly closed the live broadcast room, shut down his phone, and went to wash up and go to sleep without waiting for a response from the barrage.

After all, I have to go to work tomorrow.

Oh no, it’s already today. It’s already 12:20.

Lying on the bed, Zhuge Ping silently opened the system page in his mind and looked at the latest system prompts.

"Your game library data 1"

Sure enough, there is already a small icon in the game library, representing Assassin's Creed Odyssey.

However, the entire page is still gray. I tried to click on these icons with the pointer of my mind, but the feedback I got was still "You need to start the system to use the game library function. Do you want to start it?"

And when I want to confirm "start", I still get the feedback that "the system startup conditions are not currently met."

Although it was not unexpected, Zhuge Ping still sighed inwardly, "Are there still pirated versions of Goldfinger?"

Forget it, there's nothing wrong with being an ordinary person.

In this way, Zhuge Ping fell into a peaceful sleep.

……

After a peaceful and dreamless night's sleep, Zhuge Ping woke up energetically at eight o'clock in the morning.

He always does this, sleeping seven hours a night and never bringing stress to the next day.

Mainly, there is no pressure.

The morning rush hour of Line 7 was as strong as ever. The moment Zhuge Ping got on the bus, he happened to see a bald middle-aged man standing up from his seat in front of him.

In an instant, Zhuge Ping showed an agility that did not suit his appearance as a 200-pound fat man. He rushed over in one stride, turned around and landed gracefully. He occupied the seat, and because his hips were too wide, the two passengers next to him were squeezed in and each of them wrinkled.

He frowned, but didn’t say anything.

It's rare to be able to get a seat on the subway when you go to work. Zhuge Ping thought about this, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and he fell asleep after a while.

When I woke up again, there was no one in the carriage.

Zhuge Ping was startled. His first reaction was whether I had passed the station. But he soon realized that the morning subway on weekdays would not be empty even if he had passed the station.

At this moment, the subway began to slow down and stop slowly. A strange voice sounded on the radio. Zhuge Ping had been riding the subway for several years and had never heard such a subway announcement sound.

"Dear passengers," the voice was low and magnetic, but it was indistinguishable between male and female, "This train's terminal station - the Samsara Hall - has arrived. Please take your carry-on luggage and get off."

The carriage door opened, but Zhuge Ping did not dare to move.

His mind is very confused now, and he is in a state of "What is this?"

Generally speaking, the subway stops for only one or two minutes, but Zhuge Ping didn't move and the train never started moving again.

After a while, a man came in from the subway, wearing a black suit, a white shirt, a loose collar, the top button unbuttoned, and a slicked-back hairdo common to social animals.

"Get off the car quickly. I will explain to you later. If you don't get off the car, this car will not go away. If you don't go away, you will be led away." The black suit said. I don't know why, Zhuge Ping was in front of him.

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Seeing that Zhuge Ping was unmoved, the black suit shook his head and went out again.

Zhuge Ping finally understood what "being led along" meant. He obviously didn't want to move, but there was an invisible force that pulled him up from his seat, like a puppet on strings, leading him step by step.

Shengsheng left the carriage.

Outside the carriage is a bright hall. There are two people standing in black suits, a man and a woman. The man looks to be in his twenties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, holding a brown briefcase in his hand, wearing a sports suit on his upper body and a lower body on his lower body.

A pair of blue trousers and a pair of sneakers.

This situation is also common for Zhuge Ping, who is too lazy to change his pants after arriving at work. Wearing this way, you only need to take off your sports clothes and change your shoes when you arrive at work, and you can get into work.

The woman looks like a student, with a little makeup on her face, wearing a JK uniform, white knee socks on her legs, small flat-toed wedge-heeled leather shoes, and a backpack decorated with bunny ears.

"Finally down." The black suit turned around and took a look, and said with a smile, "I'm quite wary, but it's a good thing to be cautious. You must have experienced force majeure, right?"

Zhuge Ping nodded. Although he didn't know what it was, the feeling of being manipulated as a marionette gave him a great sense of insecurity and disgust.

"Don't be afraid, many newcomers come here this way." The black suit raised his hand and looked at his watch, "It's time. You three should be the only ones coming to the Samsara Hall in Haiding District this time.

Before I officially start introducing the precautions, let me ask first, do you know the concept of time travel? Have you read any relevant novels or TV series?"

All three people nodded.

"That's good. So, have you read the Mugenliu novels or comics like Killing City? Do you have any idea about traveling to other worlds, completing tasks, getting rewards and becoming stronger?"

All three people nodded again.

"Great, it seems that you don't have to waste time this time. In short, the current situation is similar to the infinite flow novel. After a while, you will follow a burst of white light and travel to other worlds. Generally, you will not stay for too long.

It only takes a few days, months or years. After that, tasks will be randomly assigned and you can come back after completing them. Don’t worry, you can come back."

"After completing the mission and returning, of course there will be rewards. For example," the black suit snapped his fingers on his right hand, and a bright yellow flame ignited on his hand, "I have the super power to control flames. And..."

His left hand spread out out of thin air, and a pistol appeared in his hand. "There is a storage space and an enchanted pistol. If any of you don't believe this is a real thing, I can fire two shots on the ground for you to test. Do you want it?" <

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The three of them shook their heads together.

"Holy shit, that's great. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say bad words, but it's so easy for you to guide me this time. It's so easy for me to earn these 500 points... It would be great to have a world without idiots."

"Let's talk about some common sense. First of all, the mission world you are going to soon won't be too difficult. At least if you don't take the initiative to die, there is usually no direct danger of death. After all, it's a bonus for newbies. You really should

What I'm worried about is the second mission. The difficulty of general missions will be significantly improved." The black suit looked at the shock in the eyes of the three people in front of him. "What are your expressions? Of course it can't be over in one go. Infinite flow, as long as you

I’m not dead, I’ll come back once a month from now on.”

"Next time you come in, you won't be in this hall. Instead, you can turn into a white light anytime and anywhere, and pass through it in a flash. In fact, the matter of time travel existed a long time ago. The yellow beam left behind before

Legends such as "Dream", "Guanqi Ranke" and "Urashima Taro" are all portrayals of time-travel events.

These mission worlds seem to be small worlds jointly constructed by the earth's unconscious and the human group's subconscious. I have heard about the specific principles.

However, as the number of reincarnation groups increases, our country has gradually gained experience in this area and constructed stable time and space nodes. It can observe the time when each new reincarnation qualification is issued in the main world, and guide the new reincarnations to gather there first.

Come to this transfer station, you can think of this transfer station as a suspended mezzanine between the main world and the small world. I can't explain the specific principle. Anyway, it was created by the joint efforts of the big guys on the mystery side and the technology side.

”

The man in the black suit breathed a sigh of relief and his expression became gentler. "In short, after arriving in the mission space, don't be reckless and be more steady. The first mission generally won't have too surreal powers. Just use your brain more and be cautious.

Be careful with your words and actions. It is not difficult to pass smoothly. With the points from the first game, you will have the starting capital. So don’t think too much now. Passing the first game smoothly is better than anything else."

"Also, if you look at me carefully now, do you think I'm a little shiny?" said the black suit, pointing to his face.

Zhuge Ping looked at it carefully and found that there was a slight light on the other party's body.

"This is actually not real light. It cannot be measured with instruments. Only the eyes of reincarnators can see it. After you pass the first mission, you will also have it. This is how we identify it in real life.

Other signs of reincarnation. If you gain extraordinary abilities from your missions in the future, don't be too arrogant, let alone violate laws and disciplines. You must know that the real powerful people are serving in government agencies."

"If you want to join a government agency in the future, or be a part-time employee, you can go... You are all from Haiding District, right? Then just go directly to the Dongerqi Police Station, find the counter at the end and say, 'I want to apply.

Category Six Special Talent Allowance'. Don't be afraid of making mistakes, the staff at the counter are reincarnations, just like me, they are shining."

"Finally, I wish everyone good luck. If you have any questions, please ask. You will be leaving in about five minutes."

Zhuge Ping felt that his mind was full of questions and he didn't know what to ask. He turned to look at the other two people. Both of them frowned but did not speak.

"Oh, I know it may be a bit difficult to understand, or not easy to accept, life." The black suit took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He was about to light it with the flame on his finger, but suddenly thought of something and extinguished it again.

.

"I almost forgot. Starting last month, the transit hall is considered 'indoor' and smoking is not allowed."

"I would like to ask," Zhuge Ping raised his hand, "How many are these... reincarnators?"

"The total number of reincarnators will fluctuate. Nationwide, there are still tens of thousands of reincarnations. There are also some in other countries, but the data is not disclosed to us." He said with an unlit cigarette in his black suit, "Actually, they are scattered in the crowd.

, it’s not impressive at all. The identity of the three of you has been registered the moment you come in. Therefore, the sixth category of special talent allowance is not just a password, but a monthly payment if you really have the money.

, remember to apply."

The three people looked at each other, not knowing what they were thinking.

After the silence, there was a sentence from the black suit.

"It's about to begin. Remember, don't panic. That world won't be any harder than the world here. As adults, if you're not even afraid of life, are you still afraid of time travel?"

Zhuge Ping felt strange changes in his body. Gradually, he could no longer feel his body and weight. When he raised his eyes, he saw that the two people around him had turned into humanoid outlines made of white flowing light. Maybe he was the same.

Well, the next second the two light figures in front of me turned into a light track and flew through the dome of the hall, and then I also lost consciousness.

From the perspective of the black suit, the JK girl and the briefcase man both turned into white light and flew away, but the little fat guy (Zhuge Ping) first turned into a white light person, and then an apple-sized golden light outline emerged from inside the white light.

It's like a golden heart flashed twice, and then the whole body flew away.

"Damn it, this is... a holy relic." The black suit showed a surprised expression for the first time, and the cigarette fell out of his mouth. "Have you heard of it? Have you seen it? Is this the boss who was born in Rome? Yes.

This thing, the first task must be to hold it in hand."

Zhuge Ping, who had traveled across the world, had just regained consciousness when he heard a "ding" sound from the depths of his mind, followed by "The host has obtained the qualification of reincarnation, entered the small world of the heavens, and the system is activated."

And Zhuge Ping also instantly understood the nature of his game system. It is a plug-in for reincarnation, or... a plug-in.

Looking at the various crowds around him, he clenched his fat and fleshy fists, and Zhuge Ping's social animal heart began to tremble slightly.
Chapter completed!