In the real world, it's seven in the morning.
The alarm clock rang, and Mordecai opened his eyes reflexively.
After getting up, washing up, and having a simple fried egg and bacon breakfast, he drove to the company.
Just as Mordecai sat down in his leather office chair, there were three regular knocks on the office door.
"Please come in."
The door is opened.
The secretary, wearing a well-fitting suit that showed off her good figure, was standing at the door holding a large package.
"Sir, you have a package."
"A package?" Mordecai was a little surprised and pointed to a corner. "Put it there first. I'll open it when I have time."
The secretary nodded and agreed with whatever the boss said.
After all, it is always the boss who talks back to the secretary, never the secretary who talks back to the boss.
After putting the package away, the secretary closed the door and left.
After reviewing the progress of several projects, Mordecai felt his eyes a little sore and decided to take a break. When he turned around, he caught a glimpse of the package.
"I don't think I've done any online shopping recently. How come there's a package?"
After moving the package to the table, Mordecai took a small knife and cut the tape.
When I tore open the anti-static packaging bag inside the package, a cold metallic smell instantly hit me in the face.
A silver-gray helmet is embedded in the black shock-absorbing sponge in the box.
The workmanship of the helmet is very exquisite.
There is also a circle of golden laurels on it.
"Damn, this craft is unbeatable."
As a Warhammer fan, Mordecai was naturally excited to see the game.
He didn't even want to care how the helmet came about.
Even if it was sent to the wrong person, he had to find a way to buy it.
After taking a look, Mordecai put on the helmet to try out how it felt.
His eyes fell into darkness.
Then, golden spots of light leaped out of the field of vision, gradually converging into the outline of a burning double-headed eagle as if alive.
Below it surged binary data streams and incomprehensible runic codes.
**The game is loading, please wait patiently. **
"Fuck, this is a gaming helmet! Wasn't owner of the group just joking?! What, is he serious?"
"And I didn't register an account or fill in the address, how did he know my company is here!!"
Mordecai took off his helmet and looked like he had seen a ghost.
He quickly opened the communication software and checked the chat group messages.
At this time, the group was in an uproar, and messages were quickly flooding the screen.
IloveNurgle: "No, group leader, are you serious? I received a gaming helmet."
Warhammernerd: "I received it too."
SpaceKing: "How does the group owner know who made the reservation??"
Master Warmaster: "I have to say this gaming helmet is really good looking."
Fulgrimnation: "Have you all received your helmets?"\
IloveNurgle: "Yes, it's at the door of my villa. I was surprised when my aunt took it over!!"
Master Warmaster: "My roommate got this at the dormitory door. My name is written on the package."
".."
Looking at the group chat message, Mordecai frowned.
What is the background of the company behind the group owner?
When making the reservation, I clearly did not register my identity information and address.
The opponent's helmet can be delivered accurately to their hands.
How did you do that?
A mysterious organization on the dark web?
Or is it that there is national-level power behind the other party?
The group message flashed again.
Fulgrimnation: "This helmet is very well made. I tested it with the equipment in the lab and found nothing. It must be using experimental-grade shielding material."
"The material cost of this helmet alone is estimated to be over half a million. It should use brainwave technology, which is locked to an individual and cannot be used by others."
IloveNurgle: "Don't mention it, it's true. My girlfriend tried it just now, and she couldn't see the words I said or the double-headed eagle emblem at all."
Guillimanrules: "Damn it! Does this kind of technology really exist? Could it be that the Warhammer virtual game the group leader mentioned is real?!"
Master Warmaster: "Oh my goodness, the cost of a helmet starts at 5,000, what a huge deal!!"
SpaceKing: "This is just the cost of materials. If you take into account the advanced technology inside, a helmet can probably be exchanged for a sports car."
Master Warmaster: ".! Are you kidding me?"
Fulgrimnation: "Brain wave technology has been studied abroad, but it's far from being applied. The gaming helmets you have may be the first batch. Exchanging them for a limited edition supercar is not a problem."
Master Warmaster: "So, I just threw a limited edition supercar on the bed. Oh my god, I actually committed such a terrible crime!!"
IlovebigeldarTatas: "What are you talking about? What helmet, what game?"
Master Warmaster: "Didn't you make an appointment?"
IlovebigeldarTatas : "No, it looked like a scam, so I didn't click on it for fear of getting a virus."
IloveNurgle: "Only those who click on the reservation will get the helmet."
GuillimanRULES: "Why can't I make a reservation now? Can I only reserve fifteen people? I hesitated for a moment and missed out on this limited edition sports car."
IloveNurgle: "You are worthy of your online name. You will never be able to catch up with the hot ones."
GuillimanRulez: "Oh, oh, oh, I want a gaming helmet too. I want to exchange it for a limited edition supercar."
IlovebigeldarTatas : "@John Warhammer, does the group owner have a forum, an official website or something, so I can see what kind of game this is. The helmet alone is so valuable, who is your boss to be able to make such a thing!"
ONLYGuillimanRULEZ: "Group leader, please release a few more reservations quickly. The great Imperial Regent must return to his loyal Macragge."
IloveNurgle : "@Guilliman stop changing your god damn name bro!"
Guillimanrules : "...sorry"
Seeing someone DM him, Daniel, who was peeking at the screen, sat down in front of the console and replied to them.
You have to try your best to attract as many players as possible to enter the game in order to gain more Exp Points and enhance your own strength.
Even if a living saint could be resurrected, it would not be pleasant to be killed all the time.
"@Guillimanrules. Sorry, the number of places available is limited to fifteen. Please wait for the next time."
"@I don't want to be a stinky can. The game is still in closed beta. There is no forum or official website. Everything about the game must be kept secret. Even if I want to post screenshots, they have to be approved before they can be posted online."
Daniel applied a confidentiality patch.
There are so many monsters in the Warhammer 40k universe.
Some things can cause pollution simply by spreading them.
If we are not careful and pollute the real world, it would be a serious sin.
IloveNurgle: "Wow, group leader, a living saint."
Master Warmaster: "Group Leader, when will the game finish loading? Is this a real holographic simulation?"
John Warhammer: "Just wait patiently, after loading, you can log in to the game."
"A truly immersive game that's an absolute steal."
Master Warmaster: "Can I sell my helmet? We'll split it 50-50."
SeriousSam: "No, your helmets are bound to you via a biometric scan, and others cannot use them. The Omnitrix's got nothing on this tech!"
"When you made the reservation, the game terms clearly stated that the helmet was only loaned to you for testing."
"If you rent your helmet to someone else with the intention of stealing our driver secrets, not only will your helmet be taken away, but you will also be permanently disqualified from testing."
"My boss can give you this helmet, so you can take it too. Being too greedy won't end well."
After sending the last message, Daniel stopped talking.
The more you talk, the more loopholes you reveal.
Can't explain everything clearly.
We have to leave some mystery for the players to use their imagination.
Isn't the brain used for imagination? Otherwise, what is it used for?
The group was quiet for a while, then quickly became lively again.
After Daniel's warning, everyone tacitly stopped talking about exchanging the helmet for money.
When making an appointment, you don't need to fill in your identity information or address, and the other party can still deliver it.
This means that their information is transparent to each other.
The fact that the game developers dare to hand over such a precious thing to them means that they are absolutely sure that they can get it back.
The group was heatedly discussing what this closed beta game was like!!
And discuss what kind of person the boss behind the group owner is!!
In just a few minutes, the number of group messages reached 99+, which shows how enthusiastic everyone is.
The game loads very slowly.
But as time went on, more and more areas of the double-headed eagle became brighter.
After Mordecai got off work, he drove back to the underground parking lot of the community.
He put his helmet back on and noticed the double-headed eagle emblem was barely illuminated.
It looks like the game is about to load.
At this time, the Discord ringtone rang.
It shows and a sexy tau female portrait making a peace sign gesture.
After the call was connected, a pleasant female voice came from the other end.
"Mordecai, let's go out for dinner tonight. I bought a new dress and a Balenciaga suit. I'll wear them out for you to see baby."
"I have something to do. I won't go."
"What's more important than undressing me tonight?!"
Mordecai hung up the phone without hesitation, took the gaming helmet and went straight home.
"Warhammer" Mordecai whispered "Warhammer..."
After more than an hour of waiting.
The double-headed eagle emblem was completely illuminated.
**The game has been loaded, personal information is being recorded, and you will be logged in soon**
Welcome to the Warhammer universe. We hope you have a wonderful gaming journey.
The lit golden double-headed eagle suddenly burst out with strong light, causing Mordecai to subconsciously close his eyes.
When the light faded, Mordecai saw everything in front of him and his eyes widened.
"Fuck, is this so real??"