I just want to live an ordinary life with the power of the protagonist

Chapter 271 271. Large Reality Game
A day later, the helmet Wang Bo needed was manufactured.

The Conqueror sent a mechanical soldier to deliver goods to your door.

When Wang Bo opened the box, he saw a black helmet with a super cool appearance, just like the fully armed helmet in some sci-fi blockbusters.

"This is the gaming helmet?"

Facing Wang Bo's question, Miss Friday changed from a mobile phone to a smaller Transformer, nodded slightly, "Yes, sir, this is the gaming helmet we specially made for you."

Wang Bo couldn't wait to put the helmet on his head. The eyes were made of pure black sunglasses, and he couldn't see anything after wearing them.

"How should this thing be started?"

"Voice activated." Friday responded.

"Start!" Wang Bo tried to shout.

In the next second, the black lens released a faint light, which was soft and not dazzling, and data poured down from the lens like a waterfall.

At the same time, a weak current stimulated Wang Bo's brain nerves.

Friday's voice sounded again, "Please don't resist this biological current, sir, or you will not be able to enter the game."

So Wang Bo had no choice but to give up resistance and let the wave stimulate his cerebral cortex.

Suddenly, a slight dizziness came.

Wang Bo couldn't help closing his eyes, but this slight dizziness didn't last long, it could almost be said to have passed away in a flash. When he opened his eyes again, Wang Bo was shocked to find that what he saw was actually A very different ceiling.

He is currently lying on the bed, looking left and right, and finds that the place he is in is a very ordinary bedroom.

The bedroom is small with no furniture other than a bed and a chair and a wardrobe.

Wang Bo turned his head and saw that the window on the left was half open, the night wind was blowing in slowly, and the white window screen was swaying, dancing and rolling endlessly in the wind.

Wang Bo got up and stepped on the beige wooden floor, making a creaking sound.

It's true.

Wang Bo couldn't help sighing, he knew that he should have entered the game now, but whether it was touch or vision, there was no illusory feeling at all, and it was very real.

Repeatedly as in the real world.

Wang Bo stepped on the creaking floor and opened the bedroom door. Outside was a typical American living room.

Wang Bo carefully looked at the surrounding environment, wooden sofa, dining table, European fireplace, and two guitars hanging on the wall.

This is a very ordinary American family.

Wang Bo walked into the bathroom and saw a mirror.

So he stepped forward and unexpectedly discovered that what was reflected in the mirror turned out to be a mechanical soldier without skin.

Coincidentally, at this moment, Friday's voice sounded.

"Master, what you occupy now is the S-type mechanical warrior that we tailor-made for you. This form of mechanical warrior has a huge force of about ten tons, and the limit speed is subsonic. It is equipped with dozens of combat skills. It has several combat assistance modes, has a bionic skin, and has..."

"Stop!" Wang Bo hastily interrupted Miss Friday, and said, "I will get familiar with these things in battle. Tell me first what kind of game this is."

Miss Friday said: "Master, this is a large game based on the real world with an open map... New York!"

"In this game, you can be a bounty hunter, a teacher, a politician or a killer, or even a mafia boss. It all depends on your judgment."

Wang Bo: ...

He now understands that this is not a game at all, this is reality, but Miss Friday was lazy and transferred her consciousness into the body of a mechanical soldier.

Then it was equipped with a game system, falsely claiming that it was just a game.

But Wang Bo didn't care. Although this is reality, Miss Friday actually made the game system extremely realistic, giving people a feeling that I am playing a game.

Wang Bo raised his hand, slid his finger lightly, and a game interface was pulled out.

This is why Wang Bo feels like he is playing a game.

This exquisite game interface has hundreds of occupations to choose from.

Each profession has an avatar, and each avatar represents an identity.

Wang Bo closed his eyes and clicked on a career.

In an instant, the bionic skin system was activated, and Wang Bo could clearly see that pieces of human skin appeared on his face, and steel was replaced by human skin by the way.

A face full of vicissitudes, but a little handsome, appeared in the mirror.

Wang Bo raised his hand and touched the skin. The touch was very real, not much different from ordinary human skin. At the same time, Wang Bo was surprised to find that whether it was his face, his hands, limbs, The torso is covered with a layer of human skin.

Now Wang Bo doesn't look much different from an ordinary person.

This technology is very advanced.

At the same time, an email notification appeared under Wang Bo's retina.Wang Bo couldn't help raising his hand, and clicked on this email.After the mail was opened, a letter appeared in the retina, which read:

"You chose your profession, Private Eye."

"From now on, you are private eye Molo James."

"You have received an entrustment to investigate the recent strange phenomenon in New York."

"A few days ago, in the streets and alleys of New York, there will always be some human stone statues or ice sculptures. One of the victims' family members entrusts you to investigate the truth of this matter."

Seeing this, Wang Bo couldn't help rubbing his temples. To be honest, he was not good at reasoning, and the profession of detective was not suitable for him at all.

"Can I choose again?"

"Of course, sir," replied Miss Friday.

So Wang Bo deleted the profession of private detective, the bionic skin system on the face receded, and Wang Bo became a mechanical soldier again.

This time Wang Bo didn't choose randomly, he chose a homeless profession from hundreds of professions.

When Wang Bo saw this occupation, he was a little surprised. He didn’t expect that among the hundreds of occupations, there would be a homeless man as his occupation. When he thought that this is the United States, Wang Bo became excited again and chose it without hesitation. this profession.

This is an American homeless man, and is listed as one of the three most dangerous occupations in the world, along with Celestial Traveler and Japanese high school students.

So Wang Bo wanted to give it a try.

Like last time, an email was also sent.

Wang Bo clicked on the email, and there was also a letter, which read:

(End of this chapter)