The officer ignored Tyron's shock and continued: "From now on, we will be responsible for all your needs, and your task is to do your best in "The Era"! Soldier, have any questions?"

"No, sir!" Tyron said hurriedly.

"Very good, soldier." The officer's serious face gradually relaxed, and he said, "Soldier, what else do you need before entering the game?"

"Uh, I want to go to the bathroom first?" Tyron said.

The consultants present twitched their faces, wanted to laugh, but they held back.

What is the requirement?

But the officer turned sideways and made a gesture of asking for help.

Tyron felt confused.

Could it be that I have to be accompanied by someone even when I go to the toilet?

I really don’t know if this treatment makes people cry or laugh.

The two of them went into the toilet. Seeing that there was no one around, Tyron lowered his voice and asked, "Sir, what's going on?"

A look of tears or laughter flashed across the officer's face, and said, "Don't call me sir. For a long time in the future, we will actually obey your command. Call me David."

Although the ranks of both sides are different from each other, and in name, Tyron is under their supervision, in fact, they are Tyron's bodyguards, aides and secretary.

"So, David, what's going on?" Tyron also had an unreal feeling.

This formation...is too big.

"I heard... Of course, I just heard that. The All-Round Manor has launched a screening mechanism and screened out large-scale groups that swiped out tickets. In other words, although our Nut State troops spent a lot of money to buy tickets, they basically had no grains and no quotas were drawn."

"Uh..." Tyron was stunned. How could this happen?

The All-Round Manor is really not interesting enough. Let these people help him win the box office in vain.

But people have the final say, what can I do? Should I sue?

It’s useless to sue. This is a lottery and internal test. People can allocate as much as they like.

"In Nut State, about 40 people have obtained internal test quotas. These people are either unwilling to sell or offer too high prices. Now the intelligence department is searching for accounts around the world, but there are currently no more than ten accounts under the control of the government and the military."

No more than ten?

Nut State, the strongest state on the earth, controls no more than ten accounts?

However, in terms of the proportion of people, this is reasonable.

Because the owners of these forty internal testing accounts of Nut State became celebrities of Nut State almost overnight.

With this kind of attention, who is willing to sell an account? You can earn enough money to sell an account almost casually.

The government of Nut State cannot take advantage of it.

In this environment, the account in Tyron's hand became more and more precious.

The technical department of the Nut State military has not thought about cracking, but it was detected and warned that if you try to crack again, your account will be banned.

The technical department of a dignified state was actually frightened by a game warning, and it was a weird thing to tell it.

However, this account is really precious, and Tyron is also an active-duty soldier. After repeated consideration, the officials decided to return the account to Tyron.

Then there is the current scene.

Tyron thought, shook his head.

After going to the bathroom and washing his hands, he turned around and saw David standing by the bathroom door and opening the door for him.

That attitude was completely like treating superiors.

At this moment, he truly realized that his life had really changed.

After returning to the conference room, I said a few words to several staff members, and was taken to the next room.

In this room, gaming equipment is ready.

A massage chair that looks very expensive, with dozens of monitors of all sizes listed.

At the scene, there were at least twenty soldiers busy. At first glance, it was completely configured in the combat command room.

Who knows that this is actually playing a game?

Seeing Tyron come in, everyone stood up with a loud bang.

The officers who originally called him soldiers were much more kind at this time and said politely: "Sergeant, are you ready to enter the game? Other internal test players have been in the game for two days, and there are less than 24 hours left to start the next battle. We need to smooth out these gaps as soon as possible."

"This is the best development route summarized by the strategic group that has studied live broadcasts and experiences on the Internet. Sergeant, please read them carefully and be sure to remember them."

"Sergeant, I am your chief staff member. I will always remind you how to cultivate and improve your own characters."

"Sergeant, I am the chief technology officer. My expertise is in various mechanical equipment. I will help you choose the most suitable and excellent war giant dog ratio."

"Sergeant, I am a linguist. The team I led will help you communicate with other players in the game. Please learn the simplest Chinese with me first, because the game is almost full of Chinese environments, and basic communication skills will be very important in the game. You howl... take a break..."

"Sergeant, I am your nutritionist, I am responsible for keeping you in the best condition. What did you eat at lunch? Are you feeling discomfort recently?"

"Sergeant..."

When Tyron finally sat on the massage chair, he had already stuffed his game knowledge, learned a few Chinese, and remembered the tasks he needed to complete first.

He put on the VR helmet and his eyes lit up.

"Are you ready to start the battle with the respected "Era Battle" internal beta player Titans?" A soft voice sounded.

"It's ready." Tyron said this in broken Chinese.

"Voiceprints are consistent, iris are consistent, facial recognition is passed, welcome to enter the game."

"The current game has prepared a big gift package for the second batch of internal testing players to help you quickly catch up with the game progress. Please note that the game is very difficult and the death penalty is very serious. Before doing any operation, please be sure to read all the game precautions carefully."

After the early internal test, the game was no longer so simple. After more than ten minutes of guidance, Tyron finally lit up his eyes and entered the "game".

"Ahh!" When Tyron saw the lush world and the real and illusory world, he couldn't help but cheer.

I'm here in the world of "Epoch Contest"!

Guardian of the Earth, I'm here!

He saw an option to wrap around him. After clicking it, a shadow flashed in front of him, and a mechanical giant dog appeared in front of him.

This is the gift package for novices given by the game. If you work harder, it is not difficult to use the mechanical giant dog you gave to earn enough points to buy the real war giant dog before the war begins.

But he only had less than 24 hours left and had to race against time.
Chapter completed!