Online Game: I'm in MapleStory

In a tiny land, nestled in a vast ocean, lies a terrifying active volcano. From time to time, it erupts with molten lava and billowing smoke, like the furious roar of the earth. Yet, within this seemingly inaccessible volcano lies a hidden secret.

"It's unbelievable! Even a country like Dragon Country hasn't been able to find out who Wu Ming is, the one who first killed the boss! In my opinion, shouldn't we send an elite ninja to sneak into Dragon Country and 'help' them investigate thoroughly?"

A man dressed in samurai-style clothing spoke slowly, his eyes revealing cunning in his vulgarity.

"Yoshi! Perhaps this is indeed a feasible plan. However, who should we send to carry out this difficult task? Everyone in our Aunt Country is an elite."

Another person echoed, casting his gaze towards the group of people kneeling not far away. These people were dressed in black ninja attire, their postures slender and their expressions solemn.

At this moment, one of the people in the meeting suddenly raised his head and spoke loudly.

"My Yin Ping family has a promising young man who has become a leader among ninjas. More importantly, he changed his job in the MapleStory world to become a Flying Man, and successfully learned the Flying Man's main skill - the passive skill of 'ranged attack'. After returning to Blue Star, I found that his kunai throwing skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and have reached the level of perfection! I strongly recommend that my family's Yin Ping Dragon Warrior complete this mission!"

After hearing this, everyone present nodded in agreement.

"Very good. In that case, please step aside immediately and make arrangements for the relevant matters! Make sure everything goes smoothly!"

The man sitting at the head of the table nodded slightly and said, then waved at the man, signaling him to act quickly.

So, the representative from the Yin Ping family bowed respectfully, then quickly stood up and left, ready to arrange this dangerous assassination.

It is said that this world seems to be connected by invisible threads, and the development of the story is always complicated.

Now, let us turn our attention to a small area of ​​land in another sea area - South Korea.

Somewhere in this country, a huge, peculiarly shaped, blue-tiled house stands. Inside, a crowd of people gathers around a table, fiercely discussing a matter of national destiny.

"Everyone, our country is facing a serious problem right now! Look at our overall level, it's simply too low, and no matter how hard we try, it's difficult to improve. Furthermore, the physical fitness of our people is too weak. What can we do if this continues?"

I only heard one person say worriedly.

"Yeah! In my opinion, why don't we just submit to those powerful countries, like the Gun War Country. Maybe we can use their power to improve the current situation."

Another person echoed.

"Perhaps, we should seek out and return to our true ancestors. Only by tracing back to our roots can we find the fundamental solution to our problems."

At this time, a clear-headed young man expressed a different opinion. However, just because of this statement, it caused a commotion.

Most of the people sitting at the table had their eyes wide open and were cursing with some ugly and repetitive words.

"Oh my! This idea of ​​tracing one's roots is simply wishful thinking! Our country is the ancestor of all other countries! Our country's history is so long that it can be traced back to the beginning of the universe! Who needs to rely on others?"

"That's right! We are the most powerful!"

For a moment, the entire room was filled with noise and clashing, with various opinions colliding and arguing endlessly. Originally discussing the future survival of their own country, the crowd seemed to split into countless groups because of this sentence, and the debate continued until the next day, with no consensus yet.

At this moment, the country of Yokogawa, far away on the other side, was immersed in joy and pride.

It turned out that they had successfully hunted down the first boss unique to their region. This feat made the entire Yokogawa Kingdom excited, but at the same time, it also came at a very painful price.

Of course, this price has not been made public, so people in their country have no idea how serious the price is.

In this fierce battle, countless people fell at the boss's feet while hunting him. Many more, due to the country's attempt to forcefully capture the boss, were left with only one precious chance to revive. However, in the face of such heavy casualties and losses, the leaders of Yokogawa State seemed unconcerned.

Instead of reflecting on the risks and hidden dangers behind this victory, they began to tout their "great achievement." From cities to villages, people could be heard praising this hunting operation everywhere.

The Yokogawa government even issued a national notice to announce their glorious achievements to the world, and openly challenged Wu Ming, the person in Longguo who was the first to kill the boss and received the sleeping kill reward.

However, at this moment, Wu Ming had no idea about this matter. He was concentrating on finding a shop on the street to treat himself to a big meal.

In other words, the top leaders of Longguo have already prevented this negative information from spreading in the country. After all, if it spreads in, it will easily cause panic among the people and other unknowns!

"Why are these streets so deserted and empty? Don't people need to make money to make a living and satisfy their appetites?"

Wu Ming, fresh off the stairs, wandered the streets, bewildered. He was astonished to find that, besides the traffic lights still blinking in their usual rhythmic rhythm, even the sanitation workers who usually toiled to clean the streets had been replaced by high-tech, automated sweeping robots.

Looking around, there was only flying dust on the spacious streets and fallen leaves that had long since turned yellow and withered in the green belts. The whole scene seemed extremely desolate, as if there had never been any trace of human activity in this city.

As Wu Ming walked, he carefully observed his surroundings. The shops he had once been so familiar with were now closed. The signs on the doors, while still eye-catching, did not bring him the slightest sense of familiarity.

He couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that everyone has collectively traveled to that mysterious MapleStory world? They've forgotten even important things like making money and living. In the MapleStory world, how many people actually make money? They're just slaves!"

Thinking of this, Wu Ming's confusion deepened. He really couldn't figure out what had happened to make the originally bustling streets become so silent.

"Finally found a restaurant that's open. It's a wooden barrel rice fast food place, but it's better than nothing!"

As he walked, Wu Ming suddenly came to an inconspicuous corner. Seeing an ordinary wooden barrel rice restaurant in front of him with its door open, he walked straight in.

"Boss, give me the braised beef with rice in a wooden barrel!"

"okay!"

The next step after entering the wooden barrel rice fast food restaurant was to directly call out the signature wooden barrel rice posted on the wall. Then, with the boss's response, Wu Ming found a seat and sat down to wait for his delicious meal.

Wu Ming sat on the chair feeling bored, looking at the restaurant that he had not paid much attention to before.

This fast food restaurant is located in an inconspicuous corner on the street. Its shabby signboard is in stark contrast to the surrounding locked doors.

The paint on the sign has peeled off, and the words are blurred, so you can only vaguely make out the three words "wooden barrel rice" in the name of the store. Walking into the store, a stale atmosphere hits you in the face.

The interior of the shop couldn't be simpler. The paint on the walls had long faded, and the tiles on the floor were covered in scratches and stains. The various tables and chairs were placed in a haphazard manner and looked very old and simple, as if they had been baptized by countless years.

If it weren't for the small kitchen at the back, one would really mistakenly think that this is just a makeshift roadside stall, and there isn't even a common three-wheeled motorcycle.

However, what is eye-catching is the various anime wallpapers on the walls.

These wallpapers are colorful and varied, but a closer look reveals that they are actually used to cover up the crisscrossing cracks on the wall. However, among the many anime wallpapers, there is a huge dark red wallpaper that is particularly eye-catching.

The paper covered almost half the wall, and in bold white letters it read: "I know seven or eight things about the world, and the remaining two or three can be known by those with money!"

Surrounding this sentence were all sorts of bizarre cartoon patterns, some distorted and some vibrantly colored, seemingly designed to highlight the central words. This unique decorative style intrigued and amazed Wu Ming, a newcomer.

"Hello! Your braised beef rice is here!"

Just as Wu Ming was staring at the wallpaper in front of him, the boss brought out the wooden barrel rice from the kitchen.

Looking at the wooden barrel rice in front of him, Wu Ming started to eat it voraciously without saying a word. After all, in order to prepare supplies, he started eating instant noodles half a month ago. It was rare for him to be able to eat freshly cooked meals now. Although he knew it might be pre-made, it was much better than instant noodles!

After preparing Wu Ming's wooden barrel rice, the boss sat on the cashier counter again, raised his thighs and lay on the chair to play with his mobile phone.

"Boss, why don't you go to the MapleStory world to level up? As far as I know, making money in that world is much better than selling rice in a wooden barrel on our blue planet! Besides, there are not many people on the streets right now, it's a good time to go on an adventure!" Wu Ming was chewing the delicious food in his mouth. Halfway through the meal, he suddenly felt a little full, so he raised his head and his eyes fell on the boss with a kind face and a thick neck, and asked curiously.

When the boss heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then he grinned.

"Haha, who said I didn't level up? It's just that my leveling speed is slow. Besides, I opened this shop not just to cook for customers like you! Look, there aren't many people around lately, and you just happened to walk in, so I just wanted to treat you. Oh, by the way, didn't you realize that what you were eating was actually pre-prepared food? As for making money... hehe, I have so many ways to make money here!"

As he spoke, the boss looked at Wu Ming who was working hard with a smile, and an unfathomable expression appeared on his face.

When Wu Ming heard this, he immediately became interested. He put down his bowl and chopsticks, pointed at the dark red poster wallpaper on the wall, and replied jokingly.

"Oh? So, your secret to making money is what's on this wallpaper? Could it be a contact point for some mysterious assassin organization, or a secret base for trafficking intelligence?"

After saying this, Wu Ming couldn't help but burst into laughter, thinking that he really had a good imagination.

However, what Wu Ming never expected was that the moment after he said this, the boss, who was originally smiling, suddenly seemed to be cast under a spell, his whole body froze in place, and the smile on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The air around them seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand, instantly solidifying into a heavy lump of lead. Wu Ming, who had been making the sound of his food, suddenly fell silent. It was as if time had stood still. The entire restaurant was shrouded in an eerie silence, with only the whirring of the fan as the only sound.

Even Wu Ming, who was always bold and careful, couldn't help but feel nervous at this moment, paying close attention to every move of the boss in front of him.

You have to know that this world had undergone tremendous changes a month ago—the boundaries between different dimensions gradually blurred, and various mysterious organizations began to merge and collide with each other. If even something as unimaginable as the fusion of worlds could become a reality, then it was no surprise that intelligence bases specializing in assassination activities had quietly emerged on the seemingly peaceful and tranquil Blue Planet.

At that moment, a flash of cold light flashed, and an incredibly sharp knife shot out from the boss's hand like lightning, whistling straight towards Wu Ming. In a flash, Wu Ming, relying on the combat experience he had gained from so many days of struggling in the MapleStory world and the keen intuition enhanced by his passive skills, narrowly avoided the fatal blow by dodging sideways.

"Haha, it seems your leveling up in the MapleStory world was not in vain! Look at that reaction speed, it's really beyond the reach of ordinary people! Is your profession a flying warrior?"

Looking at Wu Ming who had successfully dodged his flying knife attack, the boss's face once again showed a kind yet slightly cunning smile, but his eyes flashed with an unfathomable light.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Although Wu Ming had luckily avoided the extremely dangerous knife attack, his back was already soaked with cold sweat and fine beads of sweat were oozing out of his forehead.

He widened his eyes and stared at the smiling boss in front of him with vigilance, secretly thinking that if the other party made any improper moves again, he would not hesitate to use his fast movement skills and quickly escape from this dangerous place.