Mission

"Spy!"

"Beat the spy to death!"

Hearing the surrounding players' gleeful cries, eager for chaos, Zeng Weipin, whose ID was 'A Jing,' was startled at first, then relaxed.

Although he really was a spy, he was of Xia descent, with black hair and brown eyes. Mixed in among the Great Xia players, he was utterly inconspicuous.

The one surrounded by the players was a genuine white man.

With the ID 'Smith' over his head, he was awkwardly explaining in the Great Xia Official Language, "No, no, no! I'm just an international exchange student, not a spy. I have the right to play games too. You can't discriminate against me..."

"My heavens! Even this white guy could win? I strongly suspect the official lottery process is rigged!"

Anyone could tell from those words that they were new players. The several veteran players nearby rolled their eyes and could not be bothered with them.

"Can a white man practice martial arts? Can he even understand meridians?"

"You forgot that Er Ha's products come with direct empowerment. No cultivation required!"

Zhou Cheng, whose game name was 'A Straw-cloaked Man in Misty Rain,' was equally curious as he studied the white man and his own body. He took a deep breath of fresh air, and a surge of emotion suddenly welled up in his heart. "This game... is truly black technology!"

"Exactly, exactly!"

A player beside him with the nickname 'Giant Bun Dipping Sauce' said, "I heard... even people who are completely paralyzed can run and jump in this game, as long as their brains are still fine!"

"No wonder the equipment is so expensive!"

Zhou Cheng nodded.

"Heh heh, for billionaires, what's a little money? Even if it's only for a second life in the game, it's worth every penny. It's practically equivalent