Three rays of light was emitted before the spot where Lance is standing on exploded in a burst of bright red flame.

"Ah, you fucker. Are you trying to kill your hero now? You are seriously violating the established Game Management Regulations -"

Lance swallowed bits and particles from the explosive residue and could not help but choke in his throat. When he looked up, he found out all ten men in blue uniform were dead.

…. What's going on?

Lance was feeling numb and is now extremely at a loss. He glance at his feet. Right beside him, is a small lake with a pure white crystal color. It's not a water for replenishment but it outright reflected his whole body.

Was this supposed to be him?

He had a coarse silver hair with silver eyes and pupils. His lips were white and pale and two enlarge teeth protrude from the inside.

Lance gulped.

He already knew his body underwent some changes when he was submerged into the black fluid of the monster alien base. But now that his appearance change and his senses were also heightened…

Could it be… He mutated like the animals who were exposed by the black fluid?

[The system numbered W-XH3441 is activating… The automatic program is online.]

Lance's attention was immediately attracted to the unwavering mechanical voice in his head.

[Loading the system's data…]

Lance's mixed feelings that were gradually clouded over with despair and hopelessness were immediately rekindled. Could this be…

He can finally go home?!

[The initial data has been loaded.]

[Host's body is currently not recognized as species. Please choose one living being to copy.]

….What?

Lance expected to run into many monster alien or mutated animals because he just left a monster alien base. Surprisingly, the journey was smoother on the way. He may have met mutated animals, but like the first mutated he encountered, they all turn their backs on him and ran.

As if their life depended on it. Lance does not want to think about it much. He was just about to get out of the vicinity of the dead forest, when some voices could be heard from a distance.

Ten NPC characters with strange blue uniforms were patrolling in the area.

Lance noticed those uniforms do not belong to an army. The soldiers in human fortress all wear brown combat uniforms with badges, buttons and belt. But this one…

The blue uniforms were too classy to be a policeman and too unusual to be included in the army fortress. Lance decided not to think much about it and ask for their help.

He leaped in front and greeted them loudly.

"Hey, I'm Lance. The new member of Golden Raven Guild. I may not look like it but I'm a player - no, I mean hero along with the other legends and is in need of your help. If it wasn't too much to ask, can I borrow your communication device to contact the other heroes -"

Before he could finish his words, a sharp knife flew by and a small cut appeared at the side of his left eye. Before he could react, another five knives flew towards him.

And yet…

Lance did not know if it was them or what but the knife was thrown painfully slow. As if Lance himself is watching a video of a knife being thrown in slow motion. He easily sidestepped and avoided being hit.

Lance may not be considered a professional combatant with years of experience, but his skills of being an assassin were top notch. And he knew at once there was something weird with his body.

It wasn't these NPCs throw the knives sloppily. It's just his vision became sharper! Even from here, Lance can hear the scraping of the wheels against the rocky path as the soldiers used carts to deliver weapons from one tent to another. He can hear the heavy footsteps of thousand NPCs who were laughing, chatting and arguing against each other.

There's no mistake, his senses have drastically improved! And it was ten times more precise than before!

Lance did not have enough time to delve on these weird changes. A bullet almost pierced him in the forehead. The shooter did not want to kill him directly. It was obvious because of the bullet that only grazed his scalp. A fiery sensation burnt right through his hair.

The group of ten blue uniformed men give up using the knives and used their guns to pinned him down. Lance's left finger twitched out of reflex. His two hands immediately went to his waist to search for his loyal companion, [Endless].

Lance gritted his teeth. Without his weapon, his gear, and appearing in front of these NPC in a tattered clothes is extremely humiliating for him. Ever since the national championship was over, he'd been having mixed feelings.

Stuck in a game for twenty four hours change his helpless feelings into anger. Lance cross his arms in front of his face and rolled in the ground to avoid the bullets. The regeneration ability in his skin was better than he thought.

He'd been hit ten times but none could penetrate his skin at all! As if his regeneration ability turn the texture of his skin into metal.

Lance succeeded in shortening the distance between him and the other ten uniformed men. When he stood upright, a gun was immediately pointed into his forehead.

Boom!

The gun exploded directly into his face.

Lance's eyes were wide in shock. The other men stared at their companion who held the gun with horror.

The bullet…

It should have pierced Lance. But instead, the bullet backfired and went the other way. The man who was confident he could kill this intruder has now a bullet pierced directly into his brain. Blood dripped from the gaping hole.

"You - you - you monster!" One of the nine surviving men was horrified. He immediately attacked Lance with an unfamiliar weapon. A faint light shimmered on Lance's feet and he leaped out of the way to escape the weapon.

Three rays of light was emitted before the spot where Lance is standing on exploded in a burst of bright red flame.

"Ah, you fucker. Are you trying to kill your hero now? You are seriously violating the established Game Management Regulations -"

Lance swallowed bits and particles from the explosive residue and could not help but choke in his throat. When he looked up, he found out all ten men in blue uniform were dead.

…. What's going on?

Lance was feeling numb and is now extremely at a loss. He glance at his feet. Right beside him, is a small lake with a pure white crystal color. It's not a water for replenishment but it outright reflected his whole body.

Was this supposed to be him?

He had a coarse silver hair with silver eyes and pupils. His lips were white and pale and two enlarge teeth protrude from the inside.

Lance gulped.

He already knew his body underwent some changes when he was submerged into the black fluid of the monster alien base. But now that his appearance change and his senses were also heightened…

Could it be… He mutated like the animals who were exposed by the black fluid?

[The system numbered W-XH3441 is activating… The automatic program is online.]

Lance's attention was immediately attracted to the unwavering mechanical voice in his head.
[Loading the system's data…]

Lance's mixed feelings that were gradually clouded over with despair and hopelessness were immediately rekindled. Could this be…
He can finally go home?!

[The initial data has been loaded.]

[Host's body is currently not recognized as species. Please choose one living being to copy.]

….What?

Lance began to get suspicious. It took a few seconds before his reply appeared on the pop up screen.

Lance: Who are you?

The reply came up instantly. [I am the system in charge of you.]

Lance: System? Then get me out of here! It's been more than twenty - four hours and the bug is still in the game system. Why isn't it fixed yet?

Although Lance express his grievances to the person he was talking to, deep inside, he was joyous. If someone from outside the game is reaching out to him, then there's a big chance that he can finally get out of here and get back to his normal life.

He only hoped that this person would have high level authority and could get in touch with the game manager or developer and then fix the unusual bug as quickly as possible. Lance is already itching to complain to this person the terrible things he have experienced for the last twenty fours but chose to held back.

The matter of fixing the bug and getting out of here should come first.

[Mr. Lance, I believe you are mistaken. There is no getting out of here. Everything you believe in is a lie.]

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