"You bastards, if you've got any guts, stop pinning a man down! Fight me one-on-one like a real man!" Po Wu swore furiously.
"If you've got any guts, stop hiding your face. Tell me your real name, home address, and sex. I, Los, will log off right now and fight you one-on-one like a real man. If you lose, you go to prison. If you win, I let you walk free. How about it?"
A burly man with a scar on his face stuck out his thumb, turned it toward the floor, and spat in contempt.
At those words, sweat poured down Po Wu's head.
"I meant one-on-one online, not offline!" he corrected.
"Oh, online works too. First tell me your real name, home address, and sex, and I'll fight you one-on-one." Los changed his pitch, never going more than two sentences without mentioning sex.
"Fuck!" Po Wu shouted a word that, in Chinese, also meant a green plant.
"What are you waiting for? Just rip off his face covering and hood!" the female researcher present shouted.
Los and another muscular man nodded.
Judging by the time, they should have rounded up nearly everyone by now.
The two muscular men strode side by side up to Po Wu and reached out with four rough hands.
"No, don't come closer! Don't come closer!" Po Wu cried in terror.
Rrrip!
His face covering and hood were torn apart, revealing a fierce, rugged face topped by a balding head.
"So he's bald." The female researcher let out an almost inaudible sigh.
With Po Wu's face exposed, the muscular Los used the game's built-in recording feature to shoot a one-minute video, then logged out and uploaded it to the Research Institute.
The rest was the Research Institute's job.
Artificial Intelligence went all out, searching