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I slammed the mouse away fiercely. Watching my level 65 character get PKed by a level 52 player covered in golden light, and then stepping on my character's corpse, flaunting their power, I was so depressed I almost vomited blood. What kind of trash online game is this? It's built by throwing money at it! Players without RMB are nothing!
My surname is Wu, given name Fan. I am 23 years old, recently graduated from a third-rate university, currently unemployed, healthy male, unmarried, seeking a girlfriend...
After finally getting the graduation certificate from that damn trash school, I thought I could find a stable job and live out the rest of my life. But unfortunately, I stepped into the vast army of unemployed university students. I always wanted to find a satisfactory job, but couldn't find one that was neither too high nor too low – either I didn't want them, or they didn't want me. This dragged on until now; it's been several months since graduation, and I'm still spending my days doing nothing. Luckily, my parents left a large sum of money when they passed away, allowing me to comfortably get through university. I also have a house of about 150 square meters in a prime location in Guangzhou City. It's too big for one person, so I simply rented half of it out. The rent alone is enough to live out the rest of my life.
But what kind of person is Wu Fan? Although the passion for starting a business has been largely extinguished by cruel reality, I'm still a good young man of the era. How can I just muddle along and wait for death? So, my main work these past few months has been submitting resumes on job websites and going to job fairs to see if any blind multinational corporations would take a look at my third-rate graduation certificate. In my spare time, I play some online games that are countless times worse than my school – no choice, my personality is quite introverted, I didn't make many friends in school, and after graduation, the only girlfriend I had, who was just average-looking, also tore apart the last layer of fragile feelings and gracefully said goodbye. I don't go clubbing or shopping; my usual entertainment is just surfing the internet, watching TV, and occasionally playing basketball.
The game I'm playing now, "Overlord," is one of the games that just started open beta last month. Originally, I was attracted by its unique Dungeon System, different from other games. I didn't expect this top-tier online game, flying the flag of "free" and boasting over 500,000 concurrent online players, to be like this. I thought I could do well with my years of gaming experience, but after being PKed by RMB Players for the nth time, I finally understood. This trash online game is even trashier than the trash online games I used to play that used clever names to earn players' money. It's simply a world for RMB Players; without RMB, no matter how skilled you are, you have no place to use your skills.
I fiercely suppressed the thought of spending thousands of RMB to buy equipment and kill these trash players – wouldn't that be exactly what the game company wants? Although I don't lack this bit of money, I won't fall for this trap. You want to scrape my money? I won't play, won't that do?
Without hesitation, I dragged the game to the recycle bin and clicked empty. MB, go to hell!
Angrily, I lit a cigarette. The glowing red tip was particularly dazzling in the dim room. I looked at the time; it was only past 9 o'clock. As a veteran netizen, I always had a qualified trait: my eyes wouldn't close before midnight. What should I do? I boredly buried myself in the recliner, staring blankly at the icons filling the computer screen, my gaze inadvertently sliding towards the corner.
That was a ferocious demon head icon, marked with "diablo2" in English below. Yes, it was the Diablo icon, Diablo 2: Lord of Destruction, this masterpiece game that accompanied me for many years and had also been forgotten by me for many years. I didn't expect I had kept it all this time. My eyes lit up, and I couldn't help but recall the scene of sweeping across the entire Dark Continent back then, controlling the brave Paladin, the destructive Sorceress, the eerie Necromancer, the cunning Assassin, and others.
The passion in my heart was ignited by the dusty memories. I couldn't wait to open the game and enter that long-lost screen.
Wait a minute, it seems Diablo also had many modifiers. Remembering my frustration just now, I suddenly craved a fierce outlet. In my hazy memory, I suddenly recalled the matter of modifiers. Back then, it was only by relying on modifiers that I was able to charge into Hell and abuse the Boss countless times. The perverted part of the single-player version of Diablo is that if you play alone, you absolutely have to be prepared to be abused in the Hell difficulty. Just the -75% All Resistances is enough to make you suffer greatly, and there are also attributes like XX Attack Invalid that even mobs have, as well as the perverted Attack and Defense. It's enough to drive countless self-proclaimed gaming fanatics and top experts crazy.
I admit I'm not that perverted, so I've been playing with a modifier since Nightmare difficulty until completion.
Okay, modifier, modifier, I muttered to myself, while trying hard to find that modifier hidden deep within the disk. I had forgotten the name, so I couldn't search. I could only try them one by one. Better to kill the wrong one than let the right one escape.
This should be it. A familiar yet strange interface popped up. Relying on fragments of memory, I skillfully entered the modification mode.
Okay, first, of course, is creating a character. No need to go back into the game, it can be created in the modifier. Just save it to the "save" folder and it's done. Okay, okay, character name, this is casual, I don't pay much attention to these.
Next is the very important class selection. Diablo 2 provided us with 7 classes: Paladin, Sorceress, Necromancer, Amazon, Druid, Assassin, Barbarian. Anyway, I haven't played for a long time, so any class is fine with me, equally interesting. This one also passes, I'll choose with my eyes closed. I closed my eyes and clicked randomly, then squinted to look. OMG, it was the Druid. In my many years of Diablo life, the classes I played less were the Druid and Amazon. The Amazon was more troublesome to control, so the incredibly lazy me automatically ignored it. As for the Druid, the Elemental Aspect wasn't as flashy as the Sorceress, and for Summoning Aspect, I preferred the Necromancer, so naturally, I played it less.
Forget it, Druid it is.
Next is the key: equipment, the so-called bugged modified equipment. I casually dragged out a Dimensional Blade that could be socketed with 6 sockets, and added attributes one by one. Although the attributes were all in English, with my third-rate English level and past memories, I could still roughly guess the attributes.
Next is the bugged charm, the charm that is said to grant "With one charm in hand, the world is mine." +7 Skill, 155% Better Chance of Getting Magic Items; (Level x 8%) Better Chance of Getting Magic Items. Oh, having these three lines is enough.
After finishing, I thought about entering the game to check. There's no other way; using a modifier often causes the character data to become corrupted and unusable. Thinking of it, I did it. I saved the character file and double-clicked to enter Diablo.
Okay, okay, this is it.
The very first one at the top of the character list was precisely the character I had just created with the modifier. I double-clicked to enter.
Holding my breath, I nervously watched the loading screen. Success or failure depended on this one attempt. If it failed, the screen would get stuck in the loading screen, and then a large message like "Corrupted Character Data..." would pop up.
Uh~~ The screen indeed stopped halfway through the loading screen. A wave of disappointment washed over me. It seemed this attempt failed. But it's okay, I'll just create a new one later, it won't take much effort.
The screen suddenly changed. My heart said, "Here it comes."
But the expected message "Corrupted Character Data..." didn't pop up. In the entire dark and eerie screen, there were only two large buttons.
"yes"
"no"
Startled, I rubbed my eyes. I remembered this had never happened before. How could these two options suddenly appear? Could it be a virus?
I looked at the two large options, hesitating for a long time, unsure if it was a virus acting up.
After a long while, the mysterious "yes" button that suddenly appeared seemed to possess a strange magic, constantly stirring my curiosity. As if guided by a ghost or spirit, I chose yes.
Next, everything went black before my eyes, and my body suddenly disappeared from in front of the computer desk...
Meanwhile, elsewhere, a giant black vortex submerged my consciousness. Facing this terrifying suction force, I didn't even have a chance to struggle before being sucked in. My consciousness gradually blurred.
(end of chapter)