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’ ’What?! ’ ’ A shout echoed in the forest. The shout came from a young man, around 17s or 18s, with brown hair and Chain Armor covering his body.

His face was pale as he looked at the descriptions of the notifications.

’ ’My avatar will be connected with my real-world body?! This is madness— this must be a joke. ’ ’ He scratched his head anxiously and came to the conclusion, ’ ’T-That ’s right, there is no way it is so advanced, i-it must be a bluff! ’ ’

He nodded like he knew exactly what he was talking about.

He was currently standing in the middle of a small area, which was void of any trees, which also meant that he didn ’t have a lot of cover.

A dozen meters away, there were few trees, but it could hardly be called as cover.

’ ’Right, I need to go hide. ’ ’ The young man made up his mind and then remembered to reload his weapon, which was an ordinary Flintlock Pistol.

’ ’Interface. ’ ’ He said aloud and waited for the holographic screen to pop up, but instead, a different kind of notification did.

*Beep*

[Interface has been closed!]

The young man blinked dumbly and then remembered…

’ ’N-No! ’ ’ He screamed with disbelief, ’ ’Interface! ’ ’ He screamed this time.

*Beep*

[Interface has been closed!]

’ ’No! ’ ’ The young man couldn ’t believe it and looked inside Flintlock Pistol ’s chamber.

It was empty…

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He forgot that he used Inventory as storing place for his bullets, and he completely forgot that he needed to open Interface to access it.

’ ’I am so dead! ’ ’ He screamed and fell down on his knees, ’ ’This was my chance… Chance to become famous, fuck! ’ ’

He completely stopped caring if anyone heard him and started throwing a tantrum.

His screams of rage and frustration echoed far away.

A minute later.