1 Chapter 1: At the End, Initial Allocation....

Ah~ I'm finally about to die.

Shen Congfei thought, lying lifelessly on the ground, a trail of blood flowing from his forehead.

Around him were a bunch of students, amongst whom the more timid were covering their eyes and screaming out loud.

"Blood!"

"Quick, someone come!"

"Call the ambulance."

These voices gradually filled his ears and his consciousness began to blur.

Why have things turned out like this?

Shen Congfei lay motionless, watching the people around him panicking and began to question himself.

The reason why he had such doubts was that he had encountered a classic problem:

Being trapped in a game with no exit key, and his pain threshold was set to one hundred percent.

What should he do?

If this happened to the protagonist in a novel or a cartoon, they would probably be thrilled.

Even if they followed the crowd and acted worried or afraid, they might be very happy deep down.

Who wouldn't be happy about living in a game, experiencing a different life, and playing games for a lifetime?

That's what Shen Congfei thought.

But the key point to this problem is, which game did he get into?

Starting with the end of the world, he was a nobody with nothing, so was it necessary to keep struggling?

No.

So, he might as well choose to die now.

In that case, he might have a chance to risk it all and see if he could exit the game and return to reality.

After all, in this world that could turn into the end of the world at any time,

The unluckiest one without a doubt was him. He had become broke and was without cheat codes. He didn't even have the inherent advantages that players have. Currently, his status was that of a pure and ordinary background NPC.

It would be better to die sooner and get it over with.

Lying on the ground, Shen Congfei recollected his past like a slideshow in his mind...

Being one of the top 100 primary contributors in the gaming sector, and a quite famous game tester,

That was the best achievement that a 25-year-old like him, who had no team, could achieve by himself.

Without relying on his parents, loan, or being a sugar baby... well, strike the last one.

With the support from fans, occasional appeals of pity to them, and taking some advertisement fees from time to time, it shouldn't count as being a sugar baby, should it?

That is love.

Anyway, what distinguishes him from other primary contributors in the gaming sector was that he only uploaded beta test videos of the latest games.

And coupled with unique rants for all the glitches in new games, he quickly carved a path for himself among the many competitors.

This time should have been the same.

He was invited to participate in the test of this game named "Code: Wasteland," the first-ever virtual reality helmet game.

But he never expected that a month after the end of the beta test, this would turn into his worst nightmare.

What? You ask me what kind of nightmare?

Isn't it obvious?

Trapped in the game, unable to get out, and furthermore, in a wasteland where an apocalypse war could break out at any time.

Not to mention, his own status was just a cannon fodder passerby.

No money.

When he woke up earlier, he had examined all his pockets, which were emptier than his face.

No power.

What kind of power could a student have? Not even the power to be a class monitor.

No ability.

Well, unless you count playing a game in the apocalypse as an ability.

Um… an apocalypse keyboard warrior?

That sounds okay.

Go to the battlefield with a keyboard in hand, and then get shot by someone...

Bang?

Mhmm, the image seems good, so as I said, it's better to die quicker.

...

Ten seconds later.

...

So now, I should, be about to die, right?

...

Thirty seconds later.

...

Ah, why am I not dying yet? It's so slow.

As he closed his eyes, he made a wish:

I hope when I open my eyes, I will be back in reality.

5...

4...

3...

2...

1...

As Shen Congfei opened his eyes, he saw a girl with long black hair wearing a school uniform skirt.

Um, how should I describe her?

After seeing her, I even thought out the names for our future children.

Wait, is she... crying for me right now?

It's even the advanced version of crying.

Silent weeping.

Could it be that there is some backstory to my character that I haven't dug into yet?

Siblings?

Brother and sister?

Or lovers?

Those suggesting a mother-son or father-daughter relationship, I would execute you a hundred times over.

I'm genuinely curious, what exactly is our relationship?

Maybe, I should postpone dying until I've figured out the situation?

Yeah, for the sake of the girl.

I will proceed with this plan.

With this thought in mind, his narrowed eyes opened wide again.

Shen Congfei tried to sit up.

But the moment he moved, a tearing pain emerged from his forehead wound.

"Ah!"

He couldn't help crying out. Even lying down, it hadn't hurt as much.

Being alive is indeed more torturous than death.

Upon seeing Shen Congfei in pain, struggling to sit up while covering his head,

The long-haired girl squatting beside him reached out to touch his head, tears in her eyes as she spoke:

"Didn't you promise me that you wouldn't get hurt again?"

"Huh?"

Shen Congfei was taken aback, not knowing how to respond to this.

Could someone unlock this memory for me?

Seeing that he didn't respond, the long-haired girl bit her lip and changed the subject:

"How are you feeling? How did you get hurt?"

Shen Congfei looked at the girl and felt an odd blend of weakness and strength emanating from her, stirring a strange sense of heartache.

"Well, it still hurts. I just tripped on the classroom doorway when I came in, hit the corner of a desk when I fell, and ended up like this."

Upon hearing this, the girl looked worried. She reached out to brush his hair away from the wound on his forehead, seemingly unbothered by the blood on her sleeve.

"Hiss."

Even the slightest touch made Shen Congfei inhale sharply.

"Does it hurt?"

The girl asked, her hands halting mid-motion as though afraid to cause him any more pain.

"It hurts, but there's another problem."

Upon hearing Shen Congfei's words, the long-haired girl tilted her head in confusion.

Wow, isn't she crossing the line with her cuteness?

"Who are you?"

The girl's expression faltered before she gasped and covered her mouth, disbelief written all over her face.

"Alright, alright, everyone stop crowding around."

At that moment, a mature-looking man came into his view and started dispersing the onlooking students.

He squatted down: "Did you hit your head? Do you remember who I am?"

Shen Congfei was at a loss for words.

He had only woken up from his desk less than ten minutes ago, and, in the duration of a bathroom break, had learned some things from the other students.

For instance, he had just realized that this place was exactly like the setting described in the game "Codename: Wasteland," a world on the brink of an apocalypse.

As for whether it was a spoof, he had already confirmed it was not through the mirror in the restroom.

His handsome face hadn't changed, but his body had reverted to his 17-18 year old self.

Especially the disappearance of his belly fat and lack of muscles, his body was as thin as a bamboo pole.

What kind of prank could completely alter his body?

As far as he knew, human technology was not capable of such a feat.

More importantly, the virtual headset he had been wearing was now nowhere to be found.

So he couldn't even use the drastic measures of unplugging the internet or shutting off the power source to quit the game.

His only choice was to feign ignorance in front of these NPCs, whose names he didn't even know:

"Who are you?"

Hearing his response, the mature man stood up and sighed, presenting the correct answer:

"He may have amnesia."

Through this, Shen Congfei also learned this man's identity.

"Teacher, could you send Cong Fei to the infirmary first to get his wound dressed? To prevent infection. The ambulance won't arrive for a while."

The person speaking was the long-haired girl.

While she seemed taken aback by the news of his memory loss at first, she quickly hid her disappointment and succinctly explained the situation to the male teacher.

"Hmm, let's do as you suggest then. Xue Yangping, Tang Ke, you two come and help Shen Congfei."

"Oh, on it."

Two boys, one responding and the other silent, emerged from the crowd.

Shen Congfei only understood why the teacher had asked for these two to help him once he saw them.

When compared to the average height of the crowd, which was between 1.6 to 1.7 meters, these two students were absolute anomalies.

Seeing the two of them, he instantly felt as though he had stepped into the animal kingdom.

Not to mention their 1.9 meters height.

In particular, the one on his left with a white buzz cut. Shen Congfei couldn't tell if his hair was dyed or naturally white, but he honestly looked like a "bald gorilla".

As for the silent person on his right, his first impression was that of a "black chimpanzee" from a zoo.

Compared to Shen Congfei's thin frame, the two boys were incredibly muscular, so much so that it was a bit over the top.

Once they hoisted him up, he felt as if his feet were dangling in mid-air.

Unexpectedly, another person also asked the teacher for leave and followed them.

Noticing his gaze, the long-haired girl walking on the edge turned her head to look at him, her eyes gentle.

This made Shen Congfei even more determined to find out exactly who this girl who had been staring at him non-stop was.

Nevertheless, it seemed like she had no intentions of speaking.

She didn't utter a single word during their descent or upon their arrival at the infirmary.