When the time reached exactly twelve o'clock, Pang Te successfully logged into the New World--
The login process was somewhat strange. After following the instructions and taking a special pill, he lay down on the bed. A few minutes later, he saw the login screen.
When he opened his eyes again, a gigantic mirror stood before him. The person in the mirror looked completely different from his usual self.
He instinctively swore to express his current feelings. Looking at his strong, armored reflection, he couldn't help reaching out to touch the mirror.
"Damn, it feels real?" His hand jerked back the moment it touched the surface. He had spent the entire previous night discussing these things with people who had access in the New World's community.
But when he truly entered this place and his fingers sent back the sensation of touching an actual mirror, he was still given quite a fright!
Just as someone had said, if everything the production team claimed was true, then people might no longer be able to tell which world was real!
"Do you confirm that you wish to begin your adventure as a Human Swordsman?"
A gentle voice in the sky startled him awake. He looked up and vaguely saw a Goddess floating behind the clouds, her entire body radiating light.
He was stunned for a moment. "No, I want to try being a magician!"
Nearly seventy percent of people chose to become magicians. After all, in television dramas, the Great Archmage always made his move last, yet possessed the decisive power.
Everyone hoped to become that kind of person, the one who could determine whether an adventure succeeded.
The surface of his body in the mirror seemed to ripple like water. When the ripples faded, his imposing armor had changed into a