I'm 22 now and I think Uncle Greg's gift is the best I've ever received. I don’t even want to remember about my father and mother. The helmet was great. Smooth contours, matte surface, on which the symbol of the game was depicted - the sign of infinity. The interior upholstery was soft, obviously made of pseudo-leather or some other very expensive material. Compared to this helmet, the ones used in the club are rubbish.
To connect the helmet, a separate channel was needed, as well as some kind of stock. I had a wire pulled out, at Uncle Greg's insistence, it was connected to an old PC that only had a test program. After some fiddling, I connected the helmet to Internet access. After turning on, on the front panel of the helmet, the loading indicator lit up. But in less than a couple of minutes, he disappeared, and instead the game symbol appeared, which blinked green.
- You're still playing. came a voice that made me jump and almost drop my helmet.
- Uncle! You can't sneak around like that! Groaning, he continued. - This is a very expensive gift, and from the fact that it is presented by you, it becomes simply priceless.
I knocked, you didn't answer. Laughing, he continued. “This helmet is the only thing I could please you with. But you also have to work for him.
- I'm ready! - put down the helmet, I immediately jumped up. - What do we have to do?
- A lot .. A lot, son. uncle grunted. After examining the room, he did not dare to sit on the old stool, so he sat down next to me on the bed. I will need to go away for a couple of weeks. You'll have to look after the club on the day shift. I suspect that Jean is stealing from the cash register, so your task will be to check it every day.
I listened carefully to the old man. Even if he did not leave for such a long time, but I replaced him for another day, and in general terms I knew what needed to be done.
- ... On May 27, a car with spare parts will arrive. he continued to tell. - I made you an electronic power of attorney, so the reception is on you.
- Will the delivery be from Hubble? I asked. (Note: Hubble is a scrap dealer.)
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- Yes. So be careful. – the old man smiled. - Work for a couple of weeks and I'll give you a vacation to enjoy the game.
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Two weeks flew by. The load turned out to be such, due to the fact that everyone thought “This kid is yours, you don’t have to work”, before I would not have missed the opportunity to flirt with the guys. However, after the gift, something changed in me. I became much more severe. On the very first day, Pablo sent off with the company, earning a couple of unflattering comments addressed to him. And at the end of the second week, I caught Jean in the hot, when he appropriated the proceeds for himself. There was no need to call the cops, leaving a tape, the decision about his fate would be in the hands of Uncle Greg.
When he returned, the uncle could not get enough of it. His praise was a balm to my soul.
“Son, you did a great job. - said the old man, after finishing my report and reviewing the documents on the club. I'm very glad you met my expectations. As promised, you have two days off. And time to think about a promotion. I suggest you become a full-time administrator.
- I'd be happy. - that's all I could squeeze out, smiling happily.
- Then in a couple of days we will discuss the schedule of work. Greg smiled warmly.
When I left the office, I was the happiest person on earth! The $1,320 saved up and on my cards made my mood even better. After all, with them I can create an account and play BM.
The game started a few days ago while I was busy at the club. In the early days, there was a full house that filled all the capsules and helmets. People who knew about BM rushed into it. Enthusiastic responses, swearing after defeats, people discussed the game in breaks over a cigarette. I was itching to join them in the discussion, to listen to their stories, but I could not let down my boss, who treats me so warmly.
But now it's game time!
Having put on the helmet, I lay down on the bed and relaxed as much as possible, as advised in the manual.
- Good afternoon. - the voice came from the hologram of the infinite sign, which was compressed in time with the words. - I'm a personal tuner. For a more comfortable game, you need to perform some actions.
Within half an hour I needed to move all parts of the bodies. Having finished with this, my consciousness floated and turned off. This could mean only one thing, the helmet setup was completed, and now I am connected to the game. Everything turned out to be much more prosaic. A painted game site opened in front of me, in which I needed to register. However, instead of a typical username and password, an entrance was used here by the shell of the eye and / or a voice command, which had to be pronounced several times with different intonation. After completing all the steps, I got the following message:
"Since you have purchased our exclusive helmet, we give you the activation of your account and the first month of the game as a gift! We wish you a pleasant game!"
- Thank you uncle. I muttered, smiling like an idiot.
A flash of light and I am standing on the roof of the tower, which overlooks the clouds and mountains.
- Hello Player! came a voice behind me. Turning around, I saw a typical "Gandelph Grey". - I am the Conductor. I'll answer your questions and help you get started. For starters, introduce yourself. he asked.
Say your "Gaming" name.
“Ji,” I said.
- Interesting name. said Gandalf. - Nice to meet you. Now Gee, you're going to have to walk up that tower. Do not rush. After appearing in this world, the body needs time to get used to it.
But I already knew all this. It was all in the demo. Quickly walking along the roof, under the comments of the Conductor, he made the necessary movements to adapt the body. Compared to last time, now the feeling was on a different level. Through the thin soles of the shoes, I could feel the stones under my feet. It was only now that I realized how inferior those helmets were.