Online Game: My Decay Drives the Entire Server Crazy

Chapter 1: Unemployed and owing rent, I awakened the only SSS-level talent in the entire server![Brain storage area: don’t forget to take it back later, or I’ll feed it to the zombies.]

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”Lin Ye, final warning! If you don’t pay this month’s 800 yuan rent by tomorrow noon, you deadbeat, pack your bags and get out immediately! Don’t take up my damn space!”

The moment the WeChat message popped up, Lin Ye gripped his phone tightly, his knuckles turning white. The screen’s light reflected off his haggard face. The rental room was cramped and dark; unwashed clothes were piled in the corner, and a half-finished cup of cold pickled cabbage instant noodles sat on the table, a layer of oil floating on the broth. This was his only meal for the day.

Unemployed for three months, he had been maliciously laid off by an unscrupulous company without receiving a cent of compensation, and the hundreds of resumes he had sent out had all sunk like stones into the ocean. With only a few dozen yuan left in his pocket, he had just bought two packs of instant noodles yesterday. Now, let alone 800 yuan for rent, he didn’t even have money for tomorrow’s food.

At the foot of the bed sat a semi-worn holographic gaming pod. The casing was scuffed and covered in faded anime stickers, with the edges peeling. This was a second-hand unit he had bought on Xianyu after swallowing his pride to borrow 300 yuan from his childhood friend, Fatty Wang.

This wasn’t for leisure; it was his only way to survive right now.

At 12:00 PM today, the world’s first 100% immersive holographic MMORPG, gods domain: origin, would officially launch. The developers had long announced that gold, equipment, and materials could be traded freely across all platforms with instant withdrawals—no bank card linkage required. Countless gold farmers and studios were already gearing up, waiting to seize the first wave of profits upon launch.

Lin Ye had no other skills, but back in school, he was a renowned mechanical monster in the gaming world. No matter the game, if given the slightest chance, he could always work wonders. If it weren’t for the industry winter, he wouldn’t have ended up in such a state.

”Damn it, I’m going for it!” Lin Ye gulped down a mouthful of cold noodle soup, which was so astringent it made his throat ache. ”If I can’t even earn back the rent, at worst, I’ll sleep under a bridge!”

He checked the time on his phone: 11:58, two minutes until the server launch.

He finished his noodles in a flash, wiped his mouth, and climbed into the second-hand gaming pod. The moment the hatch closed, a slight humming sound echoed, and the darkness before his eyes was torn open by a piercing golden light. A magnificent system announcement boomed in his ears, making his eardrums vibrate.

[Welcome to the holographic world of gods domain: origin. Scanning player’s iris, binding identity information... Binding successful!]

[Please create your game character:]

A character creation panel popped up before him, filled with various races and classes—Warriors, Mages, Priests, and Assassins were all there. Lin Ye didn’t even look twice and chose Warrior. For someone like him who wanted to farm gold quickly, being able to tank and deal damage without being picky about gear was the way to go.

[Please enter your character name:]

”Ye.”

A single, simple word—clean and crisp, yet hiding the resentment he had suppressed for three months.

[Character name available. Drawing your innate Talent...]

This was the core setting of gods domain: origin. Every player would randomly draw an innate Talent before entering the game, with ranks ranging from F to SSS, creating a massive disparity. The forums had been in an uproar for a long time; some said there were fewer than five SSS-rank Talents in the entire server, and even Lucky Kings might not draw one, while Unlucky Players would at most get a C or D-rank, making even gold farming difficult.

Lin Ye’s heart pounded wildly, and his palms were slick with sweat. He desperately needed a good Talent; this was his only chance to turn his life around.