“Excuse me, Mr. Z. I would report that I have just finished the installation process.”
“At least the installation its done.”
“Heh… I have run all tests routine of every single device, so they should be working alright. If you find any problem you can always call us.”
“Ok. Must I sign something?”
“If you may, sign your full name and time and day on this form?”
“Here.”
“Thanks, Mr. Z. And I have to personally thank for the lunch, it was awesome and was free!”
“Welcome.”
“Have fun with you new Royal Road setup!”
The hole lunch thing happens more for the pleasure of the owner of the house than for the caring for his employee. Taking that if allowed to leave to eat, he would take longer, delaying even more the over timed installation. And that Z wanted to try a new dish, that he recently learned on a TV show, but it require a specific fish meat cut. The problem was that, that fish can only be bought as a whole, using that cut technique it would earn meat for a two people dish. The tricky situation was that as two of most his basic principles states that “No food must be wasted!” and “Only cook with fresh food!”, he decided to cook.
After tipping the delivery man, and escorting him out. Z finished the cleaning of the kitchen and went up stairs carrying three boxes with him. And so leaving one on each room of the second floor. On each box, there was a manual, which Jhonathan insisted that every Vector V should read with great attention before entering the capsule, and four sets of black suits that enables that 7 days full immersion, two for each gender.
The reason for that commotion was that, Vector V is capable of accomplish daily corporal needs, such as basic movements, solar interaction, body neatness and feeding. Therefore problems such as muscle atrophy, hunger and bathrooms needs are taken care. Requiring only a 2 hours given the max period of operation for an automatic process of cleanup, given minor operation that process greatly hasty.
Taking a shower and following the instruction of the guide, Z went down stairs to the capsule salon. In front of middle capsule he started to clap his hands and shout out.
“Game on, lets see what that new world is all about!”
Then the lunatic laugh started, after sometime he got bored and enter in the capsule.
“Yes.”
“Yes.”
“Solrac.”
“Male.”
“Show me all races with demon or dark affiliation.”
“No.”
~ It seems that at least one race does exist, or she would not have said that “as for now” type of answer.
“The choice of the race is definitive?”
“Explain further.”
“Hum, interesting… Those that apply to all races?”
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“Which is your recommendation?”
“Yes.”
“Nice.”
“Ok. Make me a 180cm tall, medium muscular guy. I am sick of been a 2 meters giant.”
Remembering the pinky toe e doors portal episodes.
“Good, you are really good. It’s like you are reading my mind.”
“Stop, that was creepy!”
“LOL. Some names I can not even pronounce.”
“Give me three recommendations of cities that have a Basic Training Hall and a good library?”
“Owall.”
“It is extremely necessary?”
“How is that?”
“Pride is important. Ok, I will take it.”
After 15 minutes in the tutorial, Solrac as he is now named, acquire informations of voice commanded GUI and basic in-game tip, saving him great time. Taking that he had no previous knowledge about the game, besides his best friend recommendations and that Basic Training Hall was important, for him it was a valid expenditure of time.
At the end of the tutorial there was a light transition, and them he saw himself surrounded by a building and unknown walking people, even having taken the tutorial he was still astonished by the view, he could barely tell the difference from the reality.
“It definitely worthy!”
Starting to give clap, attracting attention to himself.
“HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!”
Solrac laughed like a crazy person, in the middle on the center square of Owal. The people started pointing finger when the crazy run in the direction of the Basic Training Hall.
