?Chapter 1271: 409. Congrattions, congrattions


    Time ticked away second by second.


    Mason Gray’s excitement gradually faded.


    With less than 30 minutes left until the game maintenance began, why hadn’t the hidden upation storyline started yet?


    Mason Gray looked around and noticed a one-way mirror on the wall.


    It seemed that someone was hiding behind the one-way mirror, staring at him.


    To prevent any idental character deaths during the game maintenance, Mason Gray opened the game interface and selected the log-out button. <div>


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    But he couldn’t log out!


    The logout button was grayed out!


    A message in the game stated that he was in the middle of a hidden upation plot, and the logout function had been disabled.


    As a sophisticatedrge-scale virtual reality game, “Starry Sea” also provided yers with a physical offline method.


    That was to physically remove the helmet in reality.


    This method would trigger a forced logout penalty, freezing the character for 1 day.


    But the game was about to undergo maintenance for 24 hours, so a one-day character freezing penalty was virtually inconsequential.


    With this thought, Mason Gray decided to give it a try.


    He switched the “operation mode” on the game interface, changing the sensory feedback of his hands from game mode to reality mode.


    The tactile sensation in his hands changed.


    He felt the tabletop in reality, and as he lifted his hands, his fingertips touched the external shell of the helmet.


    Just as Mason Gray was about to forcefully remove the game helmet, with a hiss, a pneumatic door opened nearby.


    Mason Gray watched as two figures in ck robes entered the room, slowly lowered his hands in reality, and switched back to “game mode”.


    “The hidden upation storyline is about to begin. Let’s see what happens first,”


    Mason Gray felt a vague sense of anticipation.


    The figures in ck robes lifted their hoods.


    The two revealed a face obscured by a metal face shield.


    One of them held a stack of documents.


    He took a few steps forward, came to Mason Gray, and with a synthetic electronic voice read from the document,


    “Frequently drinks bitter gourd juice, 32 years old, born on Neut-117, graduated from Federal College a year ago, mid-tier academic qualification, no record of service in the Space Navy. Am I correct?”


    Mason Gray silently nodded his head.


    The figure in the ck robe threw the documents onto the tabletop, grabbed Mason Gray’s chin, and bellowed at him,


    “No! I am not correct! You are not the Federal citizen I described! Your damned name is disgusting! No Federal citizen would name themselves Bitter Gourd Juice!”


    “p!”


    A heavy pnded on Mason Gray’s face.


    Mason Gray was stunned, his cheek twitched, and he never imagined he would receive a heavy blow to the face from an NPC.


    “p p p!”


    Three more loud and weighty ps followed.


    The figure in the ck robe grabbed Mason Gray by the cor and roared,


    “Who are you?! You damned, vile soul! Why are you possessing a Federal citizen’s body?! Who helped you do this?! You bunch who invade others’ bodies, where do youe from? Speak up!”


    What the heck?


    Has this NPC lost its mind?


    What are you screeching about?


    Mason Gray was furious after being pped four times.


    He tried to open his mouth to curse but suddenly found he had lost the ability to speak, and his body waspletely frozen, unable to move.


    Unbeknownst to him, the second figure in a ck robe had produced a ck chain.


    One end of the chain was held by the robed figure, while the other end passed through Mason Gray’s ankle, prating his body.


    Many ck chains mysteriously appeared on the surface of Mason Gray’s body, slowly trembling in the air.


    [You have been attacked by a Torture Cultivator.]


    [You are controlled by “Torture Chain.”]


    [You have officially started the hidden upation task.]


    [Over the next 26 minutes, you will be tortured.]


    [Please explore the conditions toplete the hidden upation task on your own.]


    Tortured for 26 minutes?!


    Fear shed through Mason Gray’s eyes.


    That meant, until 26 minutester, when the game maintenance started, he would have to endure this torment!


    What kind of hellish task was this?


    How could such a task requirement exist?


    How did the game developers even approve this plot?


    This kind of plot is allowed online?!


    “Ah!!~~~~”


    Excruciating pain shot through every part of his body, Mason Gray’s veins bulged, his eyes widened, and the pain was unbearable, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth.


    “Why is it so painful?! Didn’t I adjust the pain coefficient to 10%? Turn it off, turn off the pain coefficient now!”


    Mason Gray’s body convulsed as he struggled to operate the game interface.


    But something strange happened.


    The game interface shimmered with a mosaic-like luminescence.


    No matter how Mason Gray tried to control it with his mind, the game interface did not respond.


    Moreover, each time the pain intensified due to the torment, the game interface would blur a bit more, seeming as if it would fade from his sight.


    “Why isn’t the game interface responding? What kind of broken game is this?! I want to file aint!”


    As the yer’s most significant reliance, the game interface fell into paralysis at this crucial moment.


    His fear was infinitely magnified!


    His pupils contracted severely, needle-sized, with only the ck-robed man’s words echoing in his ears:


    “Speak up! Speak up! Who are you? Where do youe from? Who helped you take over someone else’s body?”


    “Speak up!”


    “p p p—ssssss—”


    “Ahhhhhh—”


    “Speak up!”


    “Speak—up—”


    “I say… I… say…”


    Mason Gray gasped for air like a drowning person who had just been given oxygen, violently pumping his chest.