Chapter 1: Chapter 1: The Crisis Begins

[This game is so real, I hope the development team keeps going strong, and the game continues to bloom fabulously!]

[No kidding, I’ve only played for a month and passed the Foreign Legion exam in France without even preparing!]

[One last game, really just one last game!]

[After experiencing the game, there was a moment of silence, a light sigh, thinking, and even questioning the meaning of life. Beyond the philosophical core, there’s also an exceptional action-thriller experience. Trust me, this will be the best game you’ve ever played!]

[I’m an idiot!]

…

“This is unbelievable, all these positive reviews, is this game really that fun?”

Ningzhou, police academy dormitory building.

A youthful guy, wearing a dark blue summer training uniform and with a freshly trimmed crew cut, was leaning against his chair, browsing with keen interest through the player reviews of a game called ’Crisis Management Game.’

With graduation approaching, everyone was busy returning to school and preparing for the second round of interviews for the joint public security exam.

Gu Ji finished his revision early this afternoon, found himself leisurely free, and thought of finding a new game to relax a bit.

Coming from a family halfway involved in policing, he was deeply influenced by his detective mom since childhood, always fascinated by firearms, be it military magazines, films, or shooting games – he had them all covered.

It was this passion that supported him through graduating from the most exhausting special police major at the police academy and passing the public security joint exam smoothly.

“With such good stats, how come I’ve never heard of it before?”

The exaggerated game scores and rankings left Gu Ji slightly surprised.

After all, games with zero negative reviews on Steam are very rare, but this one not only had a 100% positive rating, but also surpassed recent hits like ’God of War 4’ and ’Elden Ring,’ making it undoubtedly the dark horse of the year.

Checking around online, there was very little information related to it.

If it weren’t for the bestseller list being genuine, he would have doubted whether the rankings and reviews were manipulated.

“Anyway, I can return it within two hours, so I’ll just download it first!”

Hard to come by an open-world FPS game, he paid over four hundred yuan, washed his face, and returned to see the page indicating successful installation.

“Over ten gigabytes, downloaded so quickly?”

Didn’t expect the dorm’s internet to be so strong today.

Gu Ji eagerly clicked on the game, the screen instantly turned black, and a bloody ’Crisis’ appeared in the center, with lines of white text beginning to emerge below:

[Crisis Management, also known as Emergency Event Management, refers to the prevention and reduction of natural disasters, accidents, public health, and social security incidents, controlling, mitigating, and eliminating the harm caused by the incidents, protecting the people’s lives and property, and maintaining public safety order.]

This hardcore introduction piqued his interest.

[Randomly loading initial crisis…]

[Load successful! Current crisis: Golden Truth; Crisis type: Social Security; Crisis level: Orange (Moderate); Impact scope: Local; Remaining time: 9 hours 46 minutes 58 seconds.]

As the text progressed, Gu Ji suddenly felt dizzy in front of his eyes.

He shook his head, but the dizziness worsened, and his body uncontrollably sank downwards, as if falling into a deep, terrifying whirlpool.

Despair, darkness.

…

“Sir, please cooperate and open your backpack.”

“Sir?”

In the darkness, Gu Ji felt like someone was shouting near his ear.

Opening his eyes again, there was no longer a computer screen before him, but a shabby air-conditioned office, with three or four dark-skinned foreigners under the rows of white fluorescent tubes.

Am I seeing things?

“Sir, if you don’t cooperate, we’ll have to conduct a personal search!! ”

This time, the other party’s tone was evidently impatient.

Before he could respond, two young black men came straight up and roughly unzipped the backpack, beginning to rummage through its contents.

The realistic sense of presence instantly awoke Gu Ji.

What is happening, wasn’t I just playing a game in the dorm, how did I end up here?

[Crisis event started!]

[Please choose your initial reward.]

[Stamina boost (minor)] or [Combat specialization (minor)]

Who’s speaking?

The sudden prompt in his head startled Gu Ji.

More terrifying, the voice transformed into distinct lines of text, floating before him.

Crisis event… reward…

Is this from that game, ’Crisis Management Game’?!

He suddenly realized: Damn, did I get transported into the game world!!

Gu Ji instinctively took two steps back, glancing around, he was standing by a white office table, seated behind which was a balding black man playing with his phone; in front of him were two men and a woman in black uniforms, probing the backpack with detectors; obliquely opposite was a simple sofa and old file cabinets and wardrobes lined along the wall, the door slightly ajar with a constant noise filtering in from outside, in a foreign language.

That is…

A casual glance at his reflection in the sepia-tinted glass of the file cabinet revealed a stranger of about thirty, dressed in a light yellow maple leaf shirt, wheat-colored skin, with thick eyebrows and a ponytail bun, a bit of artistic stubble hanging on his upper lip and chin.

He tilted his head, and the stranger’s reflection mirrored it.

This is him!

“Turns out this is the character I’m playing in the game, a Korean guy?”

He fished out an ID card and a blue passport from his pocket, inside which was tucked a paper flight ticket, with the information pages filled with Korean script. The only thing he could discern were the three Xia characters, “Jiang Songyuan,” and the date “1990” among numbers.

Gu Ji’s pupils contracted as he finally accepted that he had indeed crossed over.

Nervous, uneasy.

A subtle thrill of abnormal excitement began to grow within his heart.

Before he could regain his calm, the ticking timer in the upper right corner caught his attention – remaining crisis time: 9 hours 46 minutes 55 seconds…

What happens when the timer ends?

He didn’t know.

The system didn’t specify.

But he speculated that if the game wasn’t cleared before time ran out, there probably wouldn’t be a happy ending.

Because this game world seemed too real, with sight, sound, smell, and touch indistinguishable from reality, causing him to worry whether such realistic sensory stimulation might correlate to real-life death if he died in the game?

“It seems that choosing the initial reward is crucially important, directly affecting the game’s progress and speed, possibly even… my life!”

Gu Ji’s gaze locked onto the two options before him.

White [Stamina Boost (Minor)]: Increase total stamina cap by 10%, enhance red muscle fibers by 15%.

White [Combat Specialization (Minor)]: Enhance combat skill by 10%, reduce time to find defensive flaws by 25%.

Simply from a glance, one boosts stamina, the other boosts offense, both very useful.

But under current specific conditions, there must be an optimal choice.

Gu Ji’s brain raced, striving to recall all game-related details, fortified by his specialization in police command and tactics, four years of learning and training honed quite a decent instant memory and logical thinking ability.

The game introduction mentioned crises divided into four categories: natural disasters, accident disasters, public health, and social security.

This round’s crisis pertains to the latter.

Relating to personal safety, likely involving physical confrontation.

Choose [Combat Specialization (Minor)]!

Swoosh.

Gu Ji sensed an influx of advanced knowledge in his head: distance, footwork, dodging, attacking, while muscles in his thighs, abs, lats, and arms subtly squirmed. Looking up, the rummaging black man was in his line of sight.

Back turned, unguarded.

The back of the head, tibial sides, ribs, kidneys, and groin, at least four to five key areas exposed.

Mid-range, could glide step into a punch, grapple choke, could also leg attack directly.

This information actually flashed across his mind in less than a second.

As a police academy graduate, specialized in special police, Gu Ji always thought he was decent in police combat classes, yet only upon system enhancement realized he still had much essence untapped.

Even a mere 10% improvement took significant effort to achieve in combat studies once foundational training was set.

Now, he only needed a casual glance at a target to find defensive weaknesses quickly, his brain instinctively morphing into attack paths.

Is this the power of the game world?

Crude but direct!

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