Campfire Shelter

The breeze blows on the face, the bright sunshine shines on people through the windows, and the unique noise of modern society comes to the ears. All these familiar things make people feel more intimate after a short and magical experience.

"came back"

Colin looked down at himself.

The clothes are neat, the fatigue is gone, and I have returned to the state before entering the other world.

The legs became weak and weak again.

And on both knees, there was a piece of parchment that looked yellowed——

[Countdown to the next arrival: 167 hours, 58 minutes and 44 seconds. 】

"It's seven days again. From now on, we'll stay there for seven days and here for seven days, huh? That's not right."

Colin saw the electronic clock on the wall nearby——

It's Monday, three o'clock in the afternoon.

He clearly remembered that it was twelve o'clock in the afternoon before he entered, which meant that only three hours had passed in reality.

But he clearly stayed in that world for more than ten hours!

"Could it be that the flow of time is different?"

If Colin has some enlightenment, he doesn't understand this kind of thing, but he can't say that he can't accept it.

At this moment, lines of font began to appear on the paper.

[In this incident, your evaluation is: A-. 】

[You completed this event with excellent performance. 】

[The following is the settlement you will receive after this event mission - "Bonfire Points*2100", "Random Prop Drawing Roll*1", "F-Class Gene Compensator", "Silver Customs Clearance Voucher*2". 】

[All items have been transferred to the "storage room", please check. 】

"Transfer to the storage room? What is the storage room? Where did I get the storage room?"

Colin frowned

At this time, the task completion content on the parchment disappeared, and new writing appeared.

[Congratulations, you have become a Bonfire employee. F-level company permissions will be opened for you, please wait.]

When this line of information appeared, a simple drawing of an eye was outlined on the parchment, staring straight at him.

While looking at each other, Colin felt that the eye pattern became more and more real.

It was as if there really was an eye staring at me through the paper.

Inexplicably, Colin felt an indescribable sense of shame, as if he was being looked at by it inside and out.

Even what kind of art type I like was seen thoroughly.

What is this?

Why do you feel so innocent?

As Colin thought about it, he realized that the simple eyeball finally disappeared after staring at it for twenty or thirty seconds.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

This feeling of being seen through is not very comfortable.

At this time, a character data diagram appeared on the parchment.

【resume】

Internal name: Unnamed 123456 (can be reset once).

Title: None.

Permissions: F-

Status: "ALS (early stage)", "Chronic myocarditis (early stage)".

Personal experience: "Completed an advent mission and received an A- rating."

Requirements for the next round of authority promotion——

Requirement 1: The authority level reaches F+.

Requirement 2: Use "F-level genetic compensation solution" three times, the number of times it has been taken (0/3).

Requirement 3: After meeting requirements 1 and 2, apply for the E-level authority trial (the first time you start the E-level authority promotion trial, you need to consume three silver mission certificates).

"What? When did I get myocarditis?"

Colin was confused when he looked at his resume. He knew he had ALS, but he really didn’t know he had myocarditis.

Forget it, it’s not a big problem.

Compared with "ALS", it is just a younger brother.

After reading it, it thoughtfully faded away and turned into a [personal resume] option.

Not only that, next to this option, there are some other functional options.

[Storage Room], [Trading Ground], [Interactive Hall], [Task Bar].

"Is this the so-called 'F-level permission'?"

Colin reached out and clicked on the [Storage Room], only to find that his hand had reached into an independent space.

An inspiration emerged——

This is a portable independent space of about 100 liters.

He can access the items inside the parchment.

What surprised Colin was that in addition to the normal mission rewards, he also saw a familiar revolver lying among them.

When attention turns to the top.

Information related to it emerged on the parchment.

[Revolver·Retrograde (seriously damaged and unusable): It will cost 337 points to repair it to the lowest usable state. 】

"Is this the equipment of that former colleague? Did Bonfire Company leave it to me as a trophy? Good go, fellow fellow."

Colin licked the bag with tears in his eyes.

However, when he was not sure whether the repair would be a loss or a profit, he did not rush to repair it. Instead, he turned his attention to the "F-class genetic compensation fluid" that he was most concerned about.

["F-Class Gene Compensation Liquid": A special potion provided by Bonfire Company for F-class employees. After taking it, it can comprehensively strengthen the body's functions. Each person can use up to three bottles (it can cure or alleviate various currently known genes). deficiency symptoms). 】

"As soon as I saw the name, I knew it was what I wanted."

Colin took it out, and it looked ordinary in his hand. It was just a transparent test tube with a stopper, and the test tube contained a black viscous liquid.

Without hesitation, he uncorked the bottle and drank it all in one gulp.

Well, it has a slight salty taste, nothing special. It just feels like I drank a little physiological saline?

Colin closed his eyes, trying to feel the changes in his body.

result

Nothing seems to have changed.

Isn't it a fake medicine?

Just when Colin was thinking this, he suddenly discovered that his legs seemed to be able to move.

Colin was startled for a moment, looking at his legs in disbelief, then tried to move his toes and stretch his legs.

"finally."

Colin was overcome with emotion.

one Year!

It’s been a whole year!

He finally saw hope.

Colin felt like crying inexplicably.

Physical weakness and paralysis of the legs bring about more than just being in a wheelchair.

The gazes of others and some unspeakable physical incontinences constantly destroy a person's dignity.

Now, everything is fine.

Although he was only in remission and could not stand up, Colin knew that as long as he did not die, everything would be possible to return to the past.

After a while, he calmed down and sat back in the wheelchair, sliding his fingertips on the parchment and looking at other things.

["Silver Mission Voucher": It cannot be transferred or traded. It is a prop to prove that you have completed the mission. It is generally used for purchasing special props and career advancement. 】

A one-inch silver round coin with a metallic luster that looks like gambling chips.

"It's also quite important."

Colin nodded, shifted his attention, and looked at something else.

A scroll about the length of a chopstick.

["Random Prop Lottery Ticket": You can randomly obtain a prop with special functions manufactured within the company. 】

【use or not? 】

"Lottery? Well, there's no rush for this. I have to make some preparations and take a shower first to get rid of the bad luck. Now, just draw a miracle!"

Colin took advantage of it not paying attention and used it directly, trying to draw a powerful item.

Then, he was suddenly stunned.

There was a flash on the retina, and wisps of pale golden light appeared.

What a great deal!

Line after line of golden fonts emerged from the retina one by one.