Player 1

Chapter 21 Level 1(19)
At the same time, Ludes has become the hottest destination for oasis teleportation, and a large number of hunters swarmed in, causing chaos on the campus.Seeing that the situation was not good, the public school system quickly withdrew and moved to the newly built planet Ludes II; it was not only a replica of Ludes - of course, the Tomb of Terror was removed - even its location was close to the original. next to each other.Duplicating the code takes time, so the students get a day off.The next day, the school resumed at Luders II, and its original version became a battleground between the Hunters and the Sixth Man.

The news that the "Sixth Man" occupied a hill in the middle of a certain forest quickly spread, and the tomb appeared on the Hunter website that night, and the screenshot also included the "Sixth Man"'s blocking force field.In less than an hour, every hunter website published its news related to the "Tomb of Horror" mod book, and then there was overwhelming news from the mainstream media.

Now all the large guilds are temporarily united to launch an attack on the "sixth man"'s blocking force field, trying every means to try to break or bypass it.But the "Sixth Man" set up a teleport disruptor to prevent the hunters from jumping directly into the graveyard.They also arranged a whole team of high-ranking mages around the tomb, and these red robes placed enchantments everywhere, temporarily preventing the use of any magic in the entire area.

The guilds used missiles, bazookas, spells and even tactical nukes, but the force field remained unscathed through the night.

In desperation, the guilds decided to use the last resort. They spent huge sums of money to buy two expensive anti-matter bombs with amazing lethality on eBay. The two bombs fell accurately on the hillock, and the first one broke through the outer defense , and the other completely destroyed the force field.The moment the second layer of force field was shattered, thousands of hunters (because this is a non-PVP area, so they were not harmed at all) rushed into the dungeon.Soon, they (including the "Sixth Man") filled the room to challenge the Lich.Thousands of liches appeared. Although every player who stepped up to the high stage got the right to challenge, less than 5.00% of the hunters survived to get the key. The names of these successful players also appeared on the scoreboard.Just a few days later, there were hundreds more players on the scoreboard.

Now the place is full of hunters, and after a fierce battle, the "Sixth Man" finally gave up trying to reset the force field, but they continued to send more people to their graves.No one can stop them from doing this.

A day after the stack explosion, the local news played a brief account.In the video, volunteers searched for survivors in the ruins, but all they found were unrecognizable bodies.

It appears that the "Sixth Man" has designed the bomb carefully, and the scene looks like it was caused by an experimental accident in a prefabricated house.This worked, and the police didn't investigate further.And because there were so many residents in the stacked buildings around the ruins, it was difficult to clean them up. In the end, they simply stopped bothering with this pile of garbage and let it bask in the wind and sun.

After the first endorsement payment arrived, I bought a one-way bus ticket to Columbus, Ohio at [-] a.m. the next morning.For more comfortable seats and broadband access, I bought a first-class ticket.I plan to stay in the oasis for most of the trip.

After buying the tickets, I immediately packed everything in the secret cabin, including the school version of the Oasis console, a mask, gloves, a printout of Anola's Almanac, the Holy Grail Diary, a few clothes, and a laptop.

After dark, I climbed out of the van, locked the door, and tossed the key into the trash as a goodbye.Finally, I picked up the bag and left the place without looking back.

I have been walking on the road so as not to find my way.A dilapidated automatic ticket gate stood inside the door of the bus station, and it scanned tickets fairly quickly.Then I went into the waiting room, sat on a chair by the door, and read the yearbook before the bus arrived.

Soon, the car arrived.It was a double-decker bus, with metal armor, solar panels, and thick bulletproof glass in the cab, like a mobile bunker.I was seated in the corner corner of the second row, and there were six armed guards leaning against the upper deck of the bus, and they were responsible for keeping the car safe when traveling outside the city.

Every seat on the bus was filled, and most of the passengers put on masks as soon as they got on the bus. I didn't do this, but looked at the city I grew up in, and looked at the streets, and then turned to the distant city. Wind power tower.

The top speed of the bus's electric engine is only [-] kilometers per hour. Coupled with the complicated road system, it will take about eight days to reach the destination.So I'm all counting on living in the oasis along the way.

First of all, I need a new identity, which is not difficult, and money is easy to do.In the oasis, as long as you don't mind breaking the law, there are plenty of channels for handling affairs.Even when working for the government (or for a large corporation), many people are forced (or greedy) into breaking the law and committing crimes, often selling information on the black market in the oasis.

I registered an account on "Elite Data Bidding", which has a lot of illegal data for sale.With a small sum of money, I bought the system viewing rights and passwords of USCR (United States Federal Citizen Registration Information).With this, one can log in to modify one's citizenship registration profile.I deleted the fingerprints and retina shape information in the personal file, replaced it with the information of the deceased (my father), and then put my own fingerprints and retinal identification map in the newly created file.So now, I'm Bryce Lynch, a 22-year-old guy with a bachelor's degree in computing, a clean credit rating, and, of course, a made-up social security number.If I want to go back to Wade Voight, I just delete Lynch's profile and change the fingerprint and retina shape back to the original one.

Once I had my new identity in place, I started looking for a suitable place for me in Columbus, eventually finding an old hotel with rooms divided into budget single rooms where many full-time hunters stayed.It provides everything I want - cheap rent, high-end security system, all kinds of cheap and reliable electronic equipment, and most importantly, of course, a direct connection to the main server of Oasis - which is only a few miles away from the main server .Living in such a place is by far the fastest and safest way to connect, and walking a little further into the city center is too close to IOI and its subsidiaries, and I don't want to be discovered by them.

I chatted with the front desk of the hotel in the chat room, and was led to take a look at the simulated room, which was good.I rented a single room for six months with my new identity. The long-term lease made the receptionist shut up and didn't ask any more questions.

The bus rocked on broken roads for days, and on several occasions in the wee hours of the morning, I took off my mask and looked out the window.I've never been out of Oklahoma City, and I'm curious what it's like from the outside, but it looks like it's all broken down, and it's no different from the previous cities.

It seemed like after a month of torment, Columbus finally appeared on the horizon.We arrived at sunset when the lights of the city were coming on one by one.I've read about the city's lighting system before: giant solar panels all over the city, and two solar power plants on the outskirts that absorb sunlight throughout the day and spit it out at night.But I still didn't expect that the night can be so bright.

The moment the bus stopped at the Columbus bus station, the connection to the oasis was also interrupted.I took off my mask and stepped out the door with the others.The oppressive sense of reality suddenly hit my face: I am now an exile and must live under a false name.In front of the enemy, I am weak and weak, but they are extremely vicious.They want me dead, want me dead.

I felt like a boulder was pressed against my chest, I was having trouble breathing, and I was panicking.I forced myself to take deep breaths to calm down.Yes, all I have to do is go to the apartment, set things up, log back into Oasis, and everything will be fine, familiarity will be back, and I'll be safe.

I stopped the self-service taxi and entered the new address on the touch screen. The synthetic voice of the taxi computer said that under the current traffic conditions, it would take at least half an hour to arrive.On the way, I looked out the window at the street, nothing but anxiety in my mind.The distance reading on the taxi became the only thing that kept me focused.Finally, the car pulled up in front of my new apartment complex.The gray building stands on the banks of the Scioto River, next to the Twin Rivers slum.I noticed the silhouette of the faded Hilton logo on the building's façade, a testament to its past glory.

I suppressed my worries, stepped out of the taxi, looked around, took a breath of fresh air, then walked into the hall with my bag, and let the security gate scan my fingerprints and retina.My new name appeared on the screen, a green light flashed, and the security gate slid open.I continue towards the elevator.

The room is on the 42nd floor, the number is [-], and there is a retina lock on the door.After verification, it automatically pops open and the lights in the room turn on.There is no furniture in the square room, and there is only one window.While locking the door, I silently vowed to renounce real life and never step out of the door.

Until the day when the easter egg is finally won.

(End of this chapter)