Lincoln PMed Evilgenius and waited for his reply. It was a little different this time. It took Evilgenius a whole minute before he wrote back....Evilgenius : Accidents might happen!2567: Accidents?Evilgenius : Yes, all sorts of accidents!Evilgenius : After the beta test, there were players who ditched their system and didn’t log in again for over three months.Evilgenius : Then... accidents started to happen.Evilgenius : Two of my friends, who were also beta players like me, decided to leave this deadly system. Three months later, one of them fell down the stairs and broke his neck, and the other one got electrocuted while taking bath.Evilgenius : Every player who stopped playing the system has died in an accident. There were no exceptions.Evilgenius : It was like Death came and took their lives....It took Evilgenius almost two minutes to type all these words. It seemed like he did not wish to remember the tragic death of his friends.Lincoln had been too busy working to
The sound was like a bus getting ready to drive off."Reagan has joined the team!""No.1 has joined the team!""No.2 has joined the team!""Zywane has joined the team!"The mechanical voice spoke again as four notifications popped up in the team chatroom."Reagan wants to trade 10,000 Points. Accept? Yes/No?""Yes!" Reagan was obviously the big client that Dealer had introduced. Lincoln was not going to reject the deposit payment.The client did not type anything. It was No.1 who spoke in his stead, acting as his representative to the other team members....No.1: Can we enter the Mission world now?Zywane: Hold up, I need to replenish some supplies!Evilgenius : Same +1!2567: Same +2!No. 1: How long do you need?Zywane: Another hour!Evilgenius : Same +1!2567: Same + 2!Zywane: ...No.1: Then we will enter the Mission world in exactly one hour. Hope that everyone can be on time....The team chat had filled with strangers communicating with each other before everyone went quiet ag
The salty sea breeze blew across the sea, the waves crashing one after the other. The ferry was carrying food, water and medicine as it cruised smoothly towards the island.Captain Ralph looked a little distracted as he stood in the cockpit of the ship, letting the first mate take over the wheel.He kept looking at the room outside the cockpit from time to time. It had originally been the captain’s cabin, but he had surrendered it over to those men voluntarily. He knew exactly why those people were on the ferry.Captain Ralph could not help but shiver every time he thought about it. Those people were on their way to the island to solve the mysteries.As a man making a living working at sea, Captain Ralph had witnessed countless incidents that could not be explained by science. As a result, he was afraid of certain things.One of those things were people who dealt with mysteries...."A ferry? Oh, I’ve missed this kind of transportation!" said a hunky, bare-chested man sucking on a cig
Zywane looked at Lincoln with sharp, glowing eyes.As time passed, his fighting intent and provocation got clearer and clearer.That was why Lincoln had been reluctant to join a team Mission world in the first place. Once there was a conflict of interest, no matter how harmonious the group was, a fight would break out among the team members and things would get hard.Lincoln was sure that if it hadn’t been for the Team Contract, Zywane would have already started a fight with him.Of course, so would Lincoln.It was the strong that had the authority and the right to speak.Survival of the fittest. The law of the jungle.Lincoln had recently gotten a better grasp of the laws of nature.Evilgenius , Zywane and Reagan all abode by those laws too. Every veteran player in the system obeyed the laws of nature.Any players who were unable to obey got eliminated from the system.As long as there was a law or rule, even if that law or rule was unwritten, it was still traceable.At Zywane’s prov
When Ralph handed Lincoln the talisman, item notifications started popping up in his vision.[Name: Knitted Tasliman][Type: Equipment][Rarity: Common][Attributes: When enemies in spirit form appear within a 5-meter radius, it will give you a warning.][Effects: None][Able to bring out of Mission world: Yes][Remarks: This talisman was knitted by the nimble hands of a pure soul. Knitted with Mist Snake Grass under the first light of dawn, it is able to detect paranormal activity near the wearer. Please remember that it will only give you a warning. It will not help you defend yourself.]...The scariest thing about ghosts was the fact that they were formless and undetectable with the naked eye. Had they been visible, given the fact that fire and electricity could destroy them, they would not have been considered scary at all.Although the [Knitted Talisman] could not allow Lincoln to do that, it could still give him a warning whenever a ghost was present. For Lincoln, that would be
At Lincoln’s warning, the atmosphere in the room turned ice cold. The merry scene became chilly in an instant.Everyone froze like a statue with their glasses in their hands, not even making the slightest movement.Reagan threw his glass onto the table, his face turning extremely pale. He backed up a few steps as if he had stepped on a snake.The bloody-red wine splashed onto the table and dripped onto the floor, the sound breaking the spell that had come over them."Impossible! I just got this from the kitchen!"Jack looked at Lincoln, and then at the glass in his hand. He did not dare drink it.Unlike the prison guard, the rest of the team did not doubt Lincoln’s words. They all believed him. Evilgenius , who had a good relationship with him, Reagan, who had hired him, even competitive Zywane did not question him.They knew that Lincoln would not lie in such a situation. A lie would have easily been detected."We can try it and find out, or get a specialist," Lincoln said."Very wel
"Deputy Warden!"The moment the scream was heard, Lincoln could tell who was screaming in agony.His body naturally moved towards the origin of the gunshots. He was like an arrow shooting through the bow, using his D- Agility to the fullest. Zywane quickly followed behind at a similar speed, looking like a horse let loose.The guards and the Warden only started to move when the two of them were about ten meters ahead. Doubts formed in Lincoln’s head while he was running."Something is not right!"As Lincoln recalled the series of incidents that had taken place since they’d set foot on Nithra, his brows were knitted together tight.From the poison in their wine, to the guards drinking it and the Deputy Warden getting shot, every single incident seemed like it had been arranged beforehand."Was the Deputy Warden the target after all?"Out of the blue, speculations bloomed in Lincoln’s mind.Meanwhile, he looked at the Deputy Warden, who was lying between the stairs of first and second f
As the old doctor came out of his office, the Warden, who had been waiting for him on the third floor outside the infirmary, swarmed him questions."Dr. Fenkes, how is he?"After Lincoln had performed first aid to help Old Tom, they had rushed him to the infirmary and allowed Dr. Fenkes to perform emergency treatment on him."He’ll live, but he’s still out cold," the old doctor said, letting out a long breath.As the only doctor at the prison, Dr. Fenkes knew that the odds of Old Tom surviving were not particularly good.Death was Old Tom’s best option now, but that was not for him to decide. He was just a doctor after all. All he could do was carry out his duties to the fullest."Good, very good. As long as he’s alive, it’s all good. If he dies, I’ll have no way to locate his accomplices!" Warden Sherko said with a vicious expression. Warden Sherko was not an idiot. The fact that he had become the Warden of the facility was proof enough of his intelligence. He had been the fastest to