After stepping outside, Yan Yan subtly scanned her surroundings. The surveillance eyes of Yan Siming and Ji Yang had already retreated. Ji Yang no longer had time to manage things here, and she seized the opportunity to arrange matters concerning Strict Language.
She arrived at the Zero Point Game outlet and saw a long queue reminiscent of her previous life, a wave of familiarity washing over her.
After waiting for a long time, she finally received the Game Helmet for Zero Point. Holding the box in her arms, Yan Yan's eyes were calm; this time, it would be different from her past life.
Back in her residence, Yan Yan looked at Strict Language, who was focused on browsing information about Zero Point Game online, and said, “Sister, I’ll send you to the research institute in Area A for treatment. Take this Game Helmet with you; if permitted, you can log in and play a bit to relax. Once the Game Pod is available, your illness can be treated. For now, focus on your treatment, and we can meet in the game.”
Upon hearing this, Strict Language immediately turned around, her face filled with disbelief. “Yan Yan, when did you contact the research institute? The institute in Area A isn’t accessible to just anyone. What did you do?”
Seeing that Strict Language was more concerned about her than herself warmed Yan Yan’s cold heart. She leaned down and hugged Strict Language, saying, “Sister, I have some friends I met before; this time I reached out to them for help and secured a spot in a clinical trial at the Area A research institute. This trial focuses on the Game Pod and Nutrient Solution. During the process, you will receive targeted treatment to stabilize your condition so that your body can hold on until the Nutrient Solution is ready. Your illness can be cured.”
“Yan Yan, is there something you’re still hiding from me about your past memories?”
Strict Language looked at Yan Yan gently, her penetrating gaze causing Yan Yan to lower her eyes slightly, even flattening the curve of her lips.
Hearing Strict Language's question brought forth a series of hopeless and dark memories that rolled through her mind but were quickly suppressed deep within. She refocused on the gentle yet strong woman before her and said, “Sister, you are my only hope in this life.”
Upon hearing these words, Strict Language's eyes widened in shock as silent tears slid down her cheeks. Her heart ached with a bittersweet pain at Yan Yan's lifeless gaze and words. What had happened to her sister in her past life that led to this? A surge of intense resentment arose in Strict Language’s mind towards the unseen forces behind it all.
Regarding the topic that her sister avoided discussing, she chose not to bring it up any further.
After a night spent in each other's embrace, according to the plan, Yan Yan escorted Strict Language to the entrance of Area A. She glanced at the warning notification on her wrist:
"Your identity ID is registered in d Zone; you are not authorized to enter Area A. Please leave immediately."
"Sis, I'm not going over. You can cross the quarantine wall; someone will pick you up on the other side and take you to the research facility," Yan Yan said, her voice filled with infinite tenderness as she looked at her sister.
"Yan Yan, aren't you going to check out Area A? I remember you had a good friend there. Don't you want to meet her?" Strict Language furrowed her brow, scrutinizing her sister, who seemed a bit off.
At the mention of her friend, a malicious face flashed through Yan Yan's mind, and her sarcastic smile vanished in an instant. "Sis, there's a public test tonight, and I have a ton of things to do. I can't accompany you to Area A. Next time I have the chance, I'll definitely visit you at the research facility. Is that okay?"
With Yan Yan avoiding the topic of her friend in Area A, Strict Language was led off track and didn't bring it up again. She helplessly tapped her sister's smooth forehead and said, "When I'm not around, behave yourself."
"Sure, sis, don't worry," Yan Yan replied nonchalantly as she adjusted the communicator on her wrist, ignoring the tingling sensation from the electric shock.
After parting ways, Yan Yan's expression darkened. It wasn't that she cared about her status in the area; it was more about the act of kicking someone when they were down—
She calmly brushed away her displeasure and removed a certain name from her list of friends.
Hmph—
At times like this, friends were far less reliable than business associates driven by mutual interests.
After packing her things and arriving at d Zone, Yan Yan found a dilapidated basement where she had hidden during her previous life.
The basement was on the outskirts of d Zone, close to E Zone, making the surrounding environment even more chaotic than that of d Zone's inner areas. She had already collected six months' worth of Nutritional Supplements and planned to fully immerse herself in the game for the first half-year.
The basement was damp and poorly ventilated, devoid of any living essentials. However, its secluded location meant that few people came here. It was the only place among the many hiding spots in her past life where there was running water and electricity.
After tidying up, the empty, narrow basement felt even more cramped. In the small space, there was a folding bed, a table, and a chair, while the remaining area housed a refrigerator for storing Nutritional Supplements.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the game entered open beta.
Yan Yan donned her Game Helmet and entered the game right on time.
The game began with a grand cinematic, showcasing the peak prowess of the Five Major Professions before the players, igniting a strong desire within them. The video briefly explained the rise and fall of the Five Major Professions, a segment she had skipped in her previous life, missing out on crucial information.
She watched in silence as an archer moved with the agility of a jungle elf, her gaze fixed on the character wielding a Dark Golden Longbow, exuding an impressive aura. She thought to herself: in this life, she would reach such heights.
After patiently watching the half-hour opening video, she calmed her emotions and turned her attention to the newly appeared game Guidance. Facing this exquisitely crafted figure, Yan Yan concealed her indifference and disdain.
In the game, Guidance had several forms: a beautiful elder sister, a handsome male figure, and adorable lolis and shota characters. One should not underestimate their intelligence levels based on their appearances; underestimating them could lead to dire consequences, just like many players faced in her previous life.
Yan Yan slightly lowered her eyes, her gaze aligning perfectly with that of the shota before her.
The shota blinked his dark eyes and spoke in a sweet voice that echoed in the spacious area.
"Hello, player. I am Service Personnel No. 111 from the Zero Point System. I will be assisting you from now on."
"Hello," Yan Yan replied with a smile.
The shota tilted his head and scrutinized her for a moment before asking:
"Would you like to create an Account now?"
"Yes."
With Yan Yan's response, a virtual image identical to her appeared before her eyes.
"Please name your game character."
"Silent."
"Game ID is available. Do you confirm its use?"
"Confirm."
"Please select a race."
Yan Yan looked at the five major races: Human, Elf, Undead, Orc, and Dwarf. She paused, her gaze shifting back and forth between the Humans and the Elves.
A youthful, soft voice spoke:
"The Human race has balanced attributes across the board, while Elves excel in Agility. Undead have advantages in stealth, Orcs are known for their exceptional strength, and Dwarves are the best at crafting, only slightly inferior to Orcs in strength. Choosing the right race can maximize the advantages of your profession."
Listening to the introduction of races she had never heard before in her past life, Yan Yan's heart skipped a beat. No wonder the Guide NPCs had been heavily emphasized in the strategies she had seen before. That player who received a useless account for teasing a Guide NPC—
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