This Game Is Too Realistic-Chapter 361.1: Daily Life of Players. Message from Enterprise

Dori, holding the roughly made press pass in her hand, walked out of the Newspaper Office with a bewildered expression.

Just 10 minutes ago, with Hal's help, she completed the employment procedures and was then informed to report to the office at 7:00 sharp the next morning.

Everything happened so suddenly that she hadn't fully processed it yet.

Looking at Ample Time walking half a step ahead of her, she suddenly raised her head and asked. "Wait a minute, why do I have to be a reporter?"

Facing the girl's question, Ample Time casually replied. "Because I feel you're quite good at digging for information."

"But... I've never done this job before." Dori's expression was somewhat uneasy.

In her eyes, getting the job was purely due to this guy's help.

What if she messed up?

Wait a minute...

Suddenly, a thought struck Dori, connecting various events that happened today in her mind.

Could it be... Taking on the task of obtaining those 25 chips wasn't just to get close to the bank president's daughter but was a favor from Hal to help me get this job...

As this abrupt thought appeared in her mind, she felt her brain turning into a boiling pot.

In blank space in the midst of intense heat...

"Don’t you need to start somewhere? The first time I used a bow, I almost missed a stationary hyena." Ample Time didn't pay attention to the changes in the girl's thoughts beside him. He just continued speaking with a smile.

"... Besides, didn't you say everything is the same everywhere in this world? Why not try a different environment? Maybe life will provide different answers."

"With a stable job, you'll also have time to pursue some healthy hobbies, like raising succulents? I think that's how you pronounce the word."

His federation language wasn't very fluent, and many times, though conveying one meaning, it sounded completely different to others.

But after spending some time together, understanding the general idea of his speech shouldn't be a big problem.

Ample Time believed that she should understand the meaning behind his words.

The salary offered by the newspaper was according to the New Alliance's standards, with a minimum hourly wage of 1 silver coin, working 12 hours a day would earn her 12 silver coins. Converted to chips, that would be 180 chips a month!

It was almost double the income of working in the Boulder Town factory!

This amount of money would be more than enough for her to repay the monthly loan of 50 chips and pay her rent of 52 chips.

After the probation period, the salary would also increase. If she collected important news, there would be additional bonuses.

However, Hal's description of important news was quite vague, only saying it was things people care about.

Clearly, the rookie editor himself wasn't sure what people cared about.

There had never been a newspaper designed for ordinary people outside the city.

Everyone was exploring the various possibilities and adapting to their roles.

However... What Dori was thinking about at this moment was not about work, nor about the life Ample Time depicted for her, or the succulent she hadn’t placed in front of the window.

Dori stared at Ample Time for a moment, listened to him speak in his non-standard federation language animatedly for a while, and suddenly a sly smile appeared on her face. "I got it now. You don't want me to work at the bar, right? Are you worried I'll be harassed?"

Before Ample Time, who was still stunned, could speak, she continued on her own. "Don't worry, except for weirdos like you, no one will be interested in the smell of engine oil on me."

Ample Time stared at her in disbelief, dumbfounded for quite a while, and couldn't help but snap, "Did you even hear what I just said?"

If he had to say, watching her work at the bar did indeed worry him.

After all, the bars on that street were not good places.

But obviously, that wasn't the main reason.

Among all the people he knew, it seemed that only Night Ten, that kid, had the potential to become a lolicon.

For an adult like him, of course, a more mature appearance would be more in line with his aesthetic preferences.

However, Dori didn't care about Ample Time's reaction.

With a faint smile on her lips, she walked behind him, pushing him forward. "Let's go."

"Go... Where?"

"To a restaurant, of course. We're going to celebrate finding a new job. Won't you join me for a drink?" With a bright smile on her face, Dori said cheerfully. "I'll treat you. Don't dawdle, I happen to know a good restaurant."

Watching the girl walk briskly ahead, Ample Time was slightly taken aback, but a smile quickly appeared on his face.

It seemed he did a good thing.

Equally cheerful, he made a joke with the NPC in front of him. "Just to let you know, I'm a big eater. So it's still not too late to change your mind now."

Dori chuckled. "Don't worry. It's a very cheap place anyway."

...

Meanwhile, in the north of Dawn City.

The Elm District, considered a spawn point for monsters by players, was engulfed in exploding flames.

A Multi-Legged Beast swinging its tentacles was blown to pieces by an RPG's high-explosive grenade, crashing to the edge of the forest and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Standing at a distance and watching, Pineapple Jiujiu’s eyes were shining as she clapped her hands enthusiastically. "Wow, brother, you're so amazing!"

Her ID and the internet username were the same. She chose the intelligence type as her preference and was very lucky to get the last intelligence type sequence in the current version of the game without experiencing a summoning accident that would turn her into a rat or some other weird shit.

Lowering the smoking launcher in his hand, Night Ten raised his eyebrows confidently. "Heh, This is too easy. There’s no need to praise me."

The commotion from the explosion attracted nearby players.

Many new players who hadn't awakened yet saw Night Ten using an RPG to kill monsters and exclaimed about his extravagance.

"What the heck? Using high-explosive shells on wild monsters... And he even used 2 of them, is he crazy?"

"All the materials are gone with the monster."

"So wasteful! It's only worth it if you can make back the investment!"

"Speaking of which, who is that female player?"

"Haven't seen her before, she’s a new face."

"Oh damn, wait, could it be the last lucky person?!"

Holding a hoe beside the farm, Makka Pakka couldn't help but sigh. "Damn it, she's so lucky! I wish I could..."

Beating Tiger couldn't stand it and rolled his eyes. "What nonsense are you talking about? Aren't you also a closed Alpha player?"

Makka Pakka was taken aback for a moment, quickly reacted, and chuckled foolishly. "Oh right, I completely forgot about that... Hahaha! She's okay then."

"..."

Ignoring the complaints of the other players, Night Ten was about to boast a bit when he noticed his younger sister standing a dozen meters away, keeping a safe distance and just clapping her hands.

"What are you doing! Don't just stand there and watch. Come here and do something!"

Pineapple Jiujiu grumbled, "But... That monster is too ugly... and those tentacles look terrifying. Can't we go to another place to kill monsters?"

Night Ten snapped, "This is the most suitable monster hunting spot for beginners. Besides, what are you afraid of? You have to kill it to get stronger!"

Jiujiu protested with dissatisfaction. "But we're on the same team, right? If you kill the monster, I'll also get experience, won't I?"

Looking at the bickering siblings, Gale sighed and explained, "... There's no such thing as experience sharing in this game. All we can do is help you out when you're in danger. As for gaining experience, you have to participate in the battle."

It had been almost three days since Pineapple Jiujiu logged in, and she should have reached LV3 by now.

However, due to Night Ten's overprotectiveness, always unable to resist lending a hand, it resulted in her experience not going up.

That was the most authentic aspect of the game.

If one just stood in the backline as an observer, although one could get money and contribution points from mission rewards, the progress of the experience points sequence would not increase at all.

Unless they were the perception type.

As the only sequence that could leech experience, perception type could gain slight growth by simply using telepathy for reconnaissance.

These were the experiences they had summarized since the Alpha 0.1 version, and despite many versions, the core settings had not changed.

Of course, Gale felt that part of the reason might be that the conditions were not as harsh as they were in the Beta version compared to the Alpha version.

When they first entered the game, there were no Ripper rifles and Pu-9 submachine guns. A bolt-action iron pipe rifle could serve as a newbie graduation outfit.

Players from T1 were even using axes and spears to fight at that time. And the administrator had to personally intervene in besieging a small group of mercenaries.

Assault rifle?

Rocket launcher?

There was none of those back then.

They experienced the test of death every day, so the leveling speed was naturally much faster than it was now.

Pineapple Jiujiu nodded vaguely, not quite understanding but feeling that it seemed impressive.

Especially in the game, where she was 5 centimeters taller than in reality, with a tall and slender figure that resembled a model.

Just that aspect alone was enough for her to praise this game.

This game is simply amazing!

The only regret she had was not being able to create her character’s face herself, unable to showcase her artistic skills.

"By the way, do you guys usually play games together?" Her gaze shifted back and forth between her older brother and the player who was said to be a physics professor, Pineapple Jiujiu asked curiously.

Gale nodded. "We've been in the same chat group for a long time."

"Chat group?" Jiujiu's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, "Can you invite me?"

"No problem, wait until I log out..."

"No! NO! Don't let her in!" Before Gale could finish his sentence, Night Ten, not far away, let out a miserable scream.

Seeing the strong reaction from her older brother, Pineapple Jiujiu furrowed her brows. "Why can't I join?"

Night Ten couldn't possibly reveal his ID matter. Scratching his head anxiously, he tried to explain patiently, "Jiujiu... Um, listen to me, the people in our group are all adults, and we usually talk without much restraint..."

"Is it more... Mature?" Without even hearing what her older brother was saying, Pineapple Jiujiu's eyes sparkled, "It's okay, I'll just watch and won't talk."

Shit!

Night Ten slapped himself in response.

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