They were led by men holding bulletproof shields followed by the others who wielded a variety of weapons. Helicopters whirred in the air just as the entire warehouse was surrounded by cars, more armed men climbing out of it. The car headlights from outside had filtered inside the warehouse, as well as the helicopter light through the window on the roof. The sudden blast of light forced her to cover her eyes. Despite the chaotic sound of hundreds of footsteps coming from all directions, one pair of footsteps stood out in particular. This one was heavier than the others. She felt his overwhelming and authoritative presence before she saw his face. She felt her heart drum in anticipation of the familiar aura that was stalking closer and closer to her. She removed her hand and her heart skipped a beat when she saw him. Walking in his full glory, with long legs that seemed to stretch for miles, his suit jacket blowing in the wind, and hair swept to the side, was the man she had
Adams stands tall, clad in a sleek and futuristic suit of armour. The armour is a polished silver colour with intricate circuitry patterns etched into the surface, giving it a high-tech appearance. The helmet's visor is tinted with a subtle blue hue, and the overall design exudes a sense of advanced technology and sophistication.The armour appears to be tailored to Adams' physique, accentuating his muscular build while also providing a sense of fluid mobility. The shoulder pads are adorned with small, glowing blue accents that pulse with soft, rhythmic light, indicating the armour's power source.On the chest plate, the word “Adams" was emblazoned in bold, metallic letters, serving as a symbol of Adams' status within the system. The armour's design seems to blend seamlessly with the digital environment, making Adams appear like a formidable, high-tech warrior ready to take on any challenge the system may present.Adams' eyes snapped open, and he found himself standing in a digital r
Watching the beast beetles rush towards him, Adams was confused about what to do.[Incoming Beetle, make use of shield and anti-bug spray!] The system’s synthesized voice echoed in his mind.Okay! “Shield and Spray,” he muttered but got nothing. Hah! What the fuck is happening? The beatles were already getting closer than before. [Warning: objects in the system are closer than they appear.]Adams immediately began to panic. He instantly recalled a game he once saw a group of youngsters playing when he went to print a report in the cafe.SHIELD!!SPRAY!!Adams yelled at the top of his lungs. His voice resounded in the system. The beetles seem to have been swept backwards due to the echo.[Shield request approved.]SWISH!!A large round shield appeared. Adams caught it and quickly belted it around his arms. Spray!! Where is the spray? The beetles were already catching up on him.SPRAY!!Adams yelled again.[Sprays available: Firewall sprays >Antivirus sprays > Bugs sprays > Debugging s
As the entity closed in, Adams raised his shield, bracing for impact. The creature's limbs clashed against the shield, sending shockwaves through Adams' arms.[Shield integrity at 70%]“Who are you?” Adams shouted, trying to distract the entity.[Insufficient data. Recommendation: Focus on combat.]The entity retaliated with a barrage of swift strikes, each one chipping away at the shield's integrity. Adams stumbled backwards, desperate to create distance.[Proximity alert: beetles regrouping.]The beetles, sensing Adams' weakness, began to close in once more. Adams found himself sandwiched between two formidable foes.[Recommendation: Utilize Power-up Spray to enhance combat capabilities.]Adams hesitated, unsure if the Power-up Spray would be enough to turn the tide. But with the entity and beetles closing in, what more choice does he have than to accept the system suggestions?“Power-up Spray, NOW!” Adams yelled, hoping for it to work. This realistic game was driving him crazy!![P
It was another hectic day for Adams Smith, also known as Crazy Psycho, as he exited the cab that had brought him home from work. He took out his wallet to pay the cab driver and discovered that there were only ten dollars left in it.He recalls the cab driver saying earlier that his fee was eight dollars. Adams sighed. He reluctantly took out the money and handed it to the taxi driver. The minutes he spent waiting for the cab driver to give him his change felt like hours to him.Adams was impatient because he had only two dollars left. It could not even afford him Western bread and soy milk for breakfast, but he insisted on keeping it.Adams walks down the street, tired from receiving the remaining fee of two dollars. The complex where he lives is the 45-story skyscraper in front of him.Adams entered the elevator and pressed the thirtieth floor. He could feel the mocking stare from behind him. Their gaze seemed to penetrate his sandy rigid skin. Everyone knew him to be a loser and a
He shivered in the icy wind as he strolled down the alley, dressed in old, faded jeans and a white T-shirt that had small holes in it. In addition, he wore a blue beanie and an old boot that was now covered in dirt and dust.Samantha's words kept echoing in his head as he placed his hands in his jeans pocket. He couldn't bear to see his ex-fiancee making out with his boss in his house and on his bed; thus, he left the apartment for them and decided to take a walk around the street and wallow in shame, anger, disappointment, betrayal, and frustration.'Indeed, you are a loser, Adams. Keeping a woman seems to be a challenge for you. You didn't even realize she was cheating on you and kept giving your hard-earned money to her to get fancy things while you dressed in old clothes and boots. You foolishly believed in perfect love', Adams thought.Crazy, self-deprecating laughter erupted from him. He leaned against the pole that was just next to him, slid down, and broke down in tears. How p
Adams woke up to the sound of beeping from the machine. He looked around the room. The white walls and the smell of disinfectant reminded him of the hospital. Adams tried to get up but noticed an IV drip attached to his hand and that his clothes were gone. He is now dressed in an oversized hospital gown.Adams frowned as he relaxed his back against the pillow. Just then, a junior nurse strode in. She gasped, seeing him already awake, and sauntered to his bed, then rang the small bell by his side. Soon after, a doctor in a white coat appeared at the door.They performed some examinations on him and asked different questions, which Adams gladly responded to. He tried to remember how he had ended up in the hospital, but couldn't recall anything. All he could recollect was Samantha's sweet betrayal."How did I get here, doc?" Adams asks. "A lady had brought you here, young man. She claims to have found you by the roadside," the doctor replied.It immediately dawned on Adams as memories
How did twenty million dollars manage to find their way to his statement? Astonished, Adams didn't bother to think too much about it as he quickly rushed into his meals.Within three minutes, he emptied the plates, and a minute later, he dressed up in his clothes, ready to experiment with the authenticity of the money.He hopped through different wards until he got to the chief doctor's office; the doctor then directed him to the hospital's financial department, where he'd make the payment.Each passing patient couldn't help but turn around and look twice at the grown man with smooth, silk-like, shining black hair. Tall with broad shoulders and straight legs. Perfect, handsome, chiseled face with a straight nose, an average-sized mouth, and a pearl-shaped eye. His sandy-colored skin tone matches his cool temperament, but his faded clothes and torn boots almost kill the vibes of the guy in every lady's dreams emanating from him.Adams got to the financial department, where he was to