I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse-Chapter 1270: Officially Begin

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After arriving at school, you only attended six classes before never going back. The reason being, all the teachers there were robots. Their teaching methods were terribly rigid, and they couldn’t respond to students’ questions in real-time. Because of this, some freshmen simply went straight to the city center library to teach themselves.

You also learned that attending classes here won’t really teach you anything. The only way to gain true knowledge is through your own efforts and determination.

You visited the library once or twice, but since you’re just a commoner, access to the spaces with advanced knowledge was restricted. Moreover, your brain was already crammed full with basic knowledge, so you had no choice but to find a job that could at least keep you fed.

It took you a full week to explore the entire school. During this time, you finally understood just how difficult it is to find work in this society. Most people who make it here come from well-off families, and only a very small minority work manual jobs. Of course, that "small minority" still accounts for tens of thousands of people. In contrast, the jobs offered by the school are few, and the demand for specialized talent overwhelmingly exceeds supply.

At last, after relentless effort, you managed to land a "grueling job" at a restaurant, working two hours a day for 100 Galaxy coins per hour.

Grueling doesn’t refer to physically taxing labor, but rather the fact that within these two hours, you had to do the work of two or three people. Since you’re a jack-of-all-trades, the restaurant required you to handle all sorts of repairs and other miscellaneous tasks. Fortunately, it was only two hours per day, from 8 PM to 10 PM. Though there were plenty of customers during that time, the hours seemed to fly by.

Not long after, the official account for "Arrogance" released a thrilling announcement: "The game ’Arrogance’ will fully launch tonight at 8 PM. Various settings have been revamped, and many new maps and monsters have been added. Players can look forward to yet another groundbreaking experience."

Soon, the streets were abuzz with chatter: "I heard that for this public test, a lot of features have been improved. Stuff like attack power and defense power has been combined into one stat called combat power, which is heavily tied to level and equipment."

"Not just that! I heard there are many new functions awaiting activation. Folks are saying it’s because the timing isn’t right yet."

"Exactly. Rumor has it that these features will only appear in the later stages. Supposedly, there’ll be something called Warring States Chaos, where the three major NPC factions will wage war. Players can join any of them, and if they’re strong enough, they’ll even be able to rebel, become the Emperor, and personally command armies on the battlefield!"

"That’s nothing! You haven’t heard the really juicy news yet. This game has already received approval from the Milky Way Galaxy Gaming Association. It’s going to launch across the entire galaxy. Soon, we’ll be playing in the same world—and the same game—as aliens! That’s what true excitement feels like!"

"Let’s enter together tonight, form a country, and create a legend of our own!"

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As you walked down the street, surrounded by the noisy chatter of pedestrians, your face remained calm.

Though everything sounded exhilarating, in your experience-rich eyes, it was ultimately just another game.

What mattered most to you was the truly hidden opponent lurking in the shadows.

Who was the opponent? Where were they? What was their identity? You knew absolutely nothing.

Additionally, there was Zhao’er and the others. What were their current circumstances? How could you find them? You had no answers to these questions either.

This game blurred the line between virtual and real, making it impossible to tell the difference. Strangely enough, you were more inclined to believe that the so-called real world was actually the game itself.

Here, things were far more complex than anything you had experienced before. The world was larger and more intricate. For now, your priority was to find steady footing.

Thinking about your shift at 8 PM, you couldn’t help but grumble inwardly at some of the female relatives of "Arrogance" developers: "Gan, of all times to launch the server, they had to pick such a lousy one!"

Back at your dorm, Qimeng—like a tender wife—prepared bathwater for you. Unfortunately, her range of motion was limited; after all, she was merely a holographic projection.

At around 8 PM, you left home in low spirits, but by 10 PM, you stormed back into your room like the wind and immediately put on your glasses. Countless pieces of data flashed in front of your eyes before finally landing you in a barren grassland.

"Awroo!"

There was no character creation interface or reception NPC. The first thing you laid eyes on was a gray Wild Wolf.

Looking at yourself, you were dressed in nothing but plain Cloth clothes—not even a Wooden sword to your name. You couldn’t help but once again curse the gaming staff’s older female relatives in your heart. Ahem.

But frustration aside, you gathered your resolve to face the seemingly tricky Wild Wolf before you.

"Awroo!"

The Wild Wolf howled again and charged straight at you. As it leapt high and pounced, you let out a cold snort, quickly spun your body around, targeted the wolf’s lower jaw, and swept your right heel viciously toward it.

"Whimper!" The Wild Wolf let out a plaintive cry and collapsed to the ground, where it promptly disappeared. The tranquil blue sky above echoed with a soft, feminine voice: "Initial combat strength successfully tested. Player performed excellently. Please create a unique account based on your actual details."

Shrugging slightly, you sneered and then shouted at the sky: "Mu Yun, height 1.82 meters, randomize all other details!"

White light flickered, and your physique and appearance immediately changed. If only you had a mirror; you’d surely yell in surprise at your newly obtained features. Now, you stood tall and imposing, a rare and striking young man of roughly twenty-three years of age—caught between traces of boyishness and the cusp of maturity.

A whirlwind began swirling around you, and in the blink of an eye, you found yourself in a bustling village.

Too bad this wasn’t Bamboo Forest; otherwise, you could’ve leveraged your expertise to challenge high-level Monsters against the odds.

Looking at the busy people around you, you couldn’t help but flash a confident smile. You knew you were already a step behind others. Some young masters from major corporations, thanks to their special contributions to the game, were given hidden roles like Demon Tribe or God Race, complete with expert guardians by their sides. Their progression, naturally, would be fast and furious.

Meanwhile, ordinary players remain ordinary. To compete against these large forces, you’ll have to complete quests to gain quality beginner’s equipment and rely on your intimate understanding of the game to carve out your own legendary path.

Same as always, you spent half an hour observing the village before walking up to a troubled-looking boy chopping wood and casually said, smiling, "Hey, little brother, let this elder brother help you chop wood."

"Why would you help me? I don’t even know who you are."

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