Chapter 2: The Source of Venom
"There are 1 minute and 30 seconds left until the game starts. Please name your character."
Upon hearing the system prompt sound once again, Ethan Carter shook his head, deciding not to overthink it. After all, it was a groundbreaking game, surely containing many aspects beyond his understanding. He steadied himself and declared:
"Sealed."
This name represented his current state of mind.
"Naming successful. In-game, your original appearance cannot be adjusted. However, after entering the game, you can purchase masks or veils in the store to conceal your visage. To help players quickly adapt, the initial pain sensitivity is set at 5%. For every ten levels, the system will automatically increase pain sensitivity by 5%. All other senses are consistent with the real world.
Upon entering the game, the system will randomly generate a lifelong talent based on the player's comprehensive characteristics. Each person's talent has its unique features. Please utilize your talent wisely and choose a profession that best matches your abilities."
"Alright, enjoy your game! The game will begin shortly... 10 9 ... 3...2...1."
As soon as the countdown ended, a flash of light enveloped Ethan, and he found himself standing in the novice village. Surrounding him, white lights flickered continuously as more players appeared, quickly making the area overcrowded.
"Wait, is this the game?" "Damn, this is so realistic." "It's exactly like real life." "Ah, it hurts, it hurts... Who the hell is pinching me?" "Uh, sorry, I'm just testing it out. I thought I was dreaming, but it really is 100% realism." "Shit, don't you know how to pinch yourself?"
The cacophony of voices around him made Ethan almost unable to discern reality from the game.
"Welcome to Oracle. You have spawned in Novice Village No. 8365. The system has granted you a novice package. Your talent, [Venom Source], has been generated. Please check your character panel."