Getting the best from Tarkov

Chapter 1 The Lucky and the Unlucky

"Come on, Liao Fan, aren't you going to get off work yet?"

"Yeah, you're not an operator or anything, is it necessary for you to work overtime?"

"Oh, I'll leave after I finish this."

"You, I really don't know what to say to you. Forget it, just think about it carefully."

"Goodbye, Brother Wang."

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Watching his colleagues punching out one after another, Liao Fan felt somewhat puzzled, although he didn't say anything.

He didn't understand. Although he was just a clerk, why did he have to sort out this messy historical transaction records?

Even if he is just an ordinary clerk, he understands that when it comes to financial stocks, historical investment records are actually of little reference value. Every stock and every stage are different, and there is no comparability.

But today, Manager Chen assigned him such a task for no apparent reason.

It took Liao Fan until midnight to finally get everything ready. He dragged his tired body step by step towards the urban village behind the company building.

Although it is called a village in the city, it is actually not that bad. After all, as a world-class metropolis, Shanghai has developed very well in recent years.

The so-called urban villages are only compared to those high-rise buildings.

He took the key, poked and poked in the keyhole for a long time, kicked and slammed it, and finally opened the old security door.

Liao Fan even suspected that the stingy female landlord was waiting for the day when he would break the key in the keyhole so that she would pay for a new lock for him.

But Liao Fan had no time to complain at this moment. He was so tired from organizing those documents that he was a little confused.

I have been in the company for almost three years, and have never touched the stock account. I don’t even understand it at all. However, I was forced to export the historical transaction records in the account in one night.

In the end, Liao Fan checked the video on his mobile phone while doing it.

Strangely enough, this may be a common problem among people who work in offices.

No matter how tired I am, I just need to lie down on the bed and take out my phone, and I will feel refreshed immediately...

Look, Liao Fan, who had originally planned to go to bed early, immediately lost all sleepiness after watching a few Douyin videos.

The videos on the phone flashed by one by one, and time unknowingly came to 12 o'clock.

I suddenly felt the urge to pee, so I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, holding the wall with one hand and the gun with the other. As soon as I finished my physiological problem, I turned around and saw the wall clock.

"Damn, why is it so late..."

"I can't look at it anymore..."

"After reading this, go to sleep..."

He continued to watch one video after another until Liao Fan saw a game host live streaming a shooting game.

From the game screen, you can see that this game is very well designed.

Whether it's the weapons in the players' hands, or the buildings and bushes in the distance, they are all realistic and terrifying.

I silently compared this game with the CrossFire game I'd been playing. Forget it, I won't compare it. Why bother?

It was lucky that when Liao Fan just clicked into the live broadcast room to see what game it was, he heard the host shouting something on the public screen.

Without time to guess what was going on, Liao Fan quickly imitated other netizens and typed the same words on the public screen, then heard the anchor yell "Stop!"

Immediately afterwards, Liao Fan felt that the goddess of luck, who had not appeared for 26 years, was smiling at him.

It turned out that the anchor was holding a random lottery, and the prize was the activation code for this game.

He switched the screen to look at the game called Escape from Tarkov. When he saw the activation code given by the anchor and realized that it would cost nearly 1000 yuan to buy it himself, Liao Fan couldn't suppress the smile.

Just like that, Liao Fan slowly closed his eyes with excitement, resisting the urge to get up and turn on the computer.

When I woke up the next day, it was still the same day, nothing new.

The only difference was that after seeing the documents compiled by Liao Fan, the agent showed a hint of weirdness.

After watching Liao Fan walk out of the office, Chen Yanfang picked up her phone and sent a message to a person with the nickname "female devil".

After a while, bursts of hearty and heroic laughter rang out from the general manager's office.

Compared with the manager, the supervisor's attitude was even stranger. After hearing the laughter coming from the office, Mai put his arm around Liao Fan's shoulders from behind and began to use his skillful communication skills to get Liao Fan to say something.

Liao Fan, who didn't have a very high emotional intelligence to begin with, couldn't resist Wang Yi's rhetoric. Before long, he had unknowingly revealed everything that had happened in the office.

The female colleague sitting next to Liao Fan was so angry that she kept rolling her eyes.

But these are not important to Liao Fan, at least not for now.

Liao Fan, whose work usually does not require much technical skills, is now thinking about that shooting game.

During the day at work, Liao Fan couldn't help it several times and ran to the stairwell to watch related videos while smoking.

But the more I look at it, the more I get addicted.

I was just looking forward to it at first, but towards the end of the day I became a little restless, as if there was a pin stuck under my chair.

I finally made it to the end of the workday, and this time Liao Fan was not working overtime.

He quickly got up and punched in, ran all the way back to the rental house, turned on the computer skillfully, registered an account, entered the activation code, and started downloading the game.

In fact, although Liao Fan’s emotional intelligence is touchingly low, his IQ is ridiculously high.

During school, because of his ordinary appearance and the fact that he was an orphan, he was completely unable to fit in with other classmates.

In addition, the problem of school bullying was not taken seriously by society in those years, so even though Liao Fan was a very good student, he did not dare to answer questions seriously during the exam.

Because every time his grades were a little better, the school bullies in junior high school would bully him in various ways.

Even when he was in high school, Liao Fan was still afraid to take exams seriously because of this trauma. He was almost suffering from stress and was scared when he saw the test paper.

The result was that he performed poorly in the college entrance examination and could only go to a fake university.

Even this cannot hide Liao Fan's clever brain.

Look, the computer in front of you was built by Liao Fan himself by learning computer repair and buying various second-hand parts.

Although he didn't spend much money in total, Liao Fan felt that the performance was not much worse than those flagship computers that were placed in the most conspicuous positions on the counters in the computer mall.

In just a short while, the game was downloaded successfully.

Seeing that he could finally experience the long-awaited game, Liao Fan couldn't help but feel excited.

Open the login interface, enter your account as required, and log in to the game.

When Liao Fan wasn't paying attention, the sky suddenly flickered.

Thunder and rain are quite normal in Shanghai in June. Pedestrians on the road just glanced at the sky with disgust, muttered to themselves, and quickened their pace towards their destination.

Just as Liao Fan clicked on the game login interface, his hand holding the cigarette accidentally spilled the water cup on the table when he reached for the ashtray.

Coincidentally, at the same time, a blinding flash of light appeared in the sky.

Then a deafening thunder reached everyone's ears...except Liao Fan.

At this moment, Liao Fan had a dull look on his face, one hand on the keyboard and the other on the mouse, staring blankly at the computer screen.

And if someone could see Liao Fan's pupils at this moment, they would find that the pupils of a living person were actually dilating, just like an addict who was conscious of contraband.

Fortunately, Liao Fan lives alone, otherwise any neighbors or people who see Liao Fan like this will be scared. At this moment, Liao Fan looks like he is possessed by some dirty thing. He looks extremely weird, which makes people unconsciously think of the uncanny valley effect.

At this time, Liao Fan was actually lying quietly in the bushes on the grass in front.

When I opened my eyes, all I saw was a large area of ​​bushes and grass. I stood up and looked back, and behind me there seemed to be two broken-down freight cars parked crosswise on the railroad tracks.

And right in front of us is a river, which looks quite wide.

But what shocked Liao Fan the most was the one across the river. It looked like an armored vehicle?

what's the situation?

Why are there armored vehicles?

Aren't you playing games?

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt my palms go soft.

I looked down and realized I'd been holding one in my hand for some time. It had been bitten into, leaving only a small half. A boiled egg?

Well, Liao Fan actually didn’t know whether this was an egg or not, but it looked very similar.

Thinking of eggs, Liao Fan suddenly felt very hungry. That’s right, after get off work today, he didn’t go to the ramen restaurant at the entrance of the community for dinner.

Thinking of eating, Liao Fan stuffed the food in his hand into his mouth.

Before he could react, he felt dizzy when he saw it. Without thinking too much, Liao Fan looked at the steep slope and, worried about falling, quickly lay down in a bush beside him.

In a daze, Liao Fan felt that something was speaking in his brain.

"bite.

The system is binding to the host.

Binding successful, the system is... system, dedicated to...

The host can use the system to select the soul when entering the Tarkov game and personally control the game character in the first person.

Tip: Any damage the host receives in the game will be experienced as real damage, but it will not be fed back to the main body.

Now distributing the novice gift package... Distribution of the novice gift package failed.

Posting the task now... System error, unable to issue the task.

Now loading plugin... Loading failed.

For other information, please explore it yourself.

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"It's over? That's it?

My system is...this system can’t be fake!

Where's my newbie gift pack? Where's the mission? Where's my plug-in? ! ! There's nothing here, so why did you let me in? ! !

Cao!!!"

Just when Liao Fan was cursing the system, he suddenly felt something pressing against his head.

I reached out and touched it; it was icy cold, round, and had a small hole in it.

Is this... a gun?

That's right, this is the world of Escape from Tarkov, it's normal to have guns. Wow, I'm lucky to have a powerful weapon at the beginning.

Thinking of this, Liao Fan stepped forward and touched it again. Sure enough, there was not only a gun, but also a round backpack.

After pulling it out from the bushes and opening it, Liao Fan was almost blinded by the contents of the bag.

A big rooster statue, a crow statue, a thick-looking helmet, a folded yellow small assault rifle, a golden egg, a folder, a disassembled graphics card, and a pen.

After watching videos all day long, Liao Fan could more or less tell that the things inside were very valuable, especially the graphics card and intelligence files.

Thinking of this, Liao Fan decisively stuffed the two things into a pocket behind his butt.

For some reason, Liao Fan immediately thought of putting it in this pocket, without even considering why a folder and a graphics card could be put into a back pocket.

In fact, Liao Fan’s first thought was to unzip his pants and stuff them into his crotch.

As soon as he put the graphics card and the files in, Liao Fan suddenly felt that there was a 3x3 space in the dark, in which were placed the two things he had just put in.

"Hmm... This should be what is called a safe."

Thinking of this, Liao Fan picked up the big rooster from the ground again and stuffed it into his back pocket, so that it filled up 8 spaces and there was still one space left.

After thinking about it, Liao Fan picked up another golden egg from the ground.

The chickens are taken, and the eggs can't be left behind.

After collecting the eggs, Liao Fan planned to stuff the things on the ground back into his backpack.

Just as I was about to start, I saw a pen placed aside.

This should be the so-called "needle".

Thinking about the videos where the anchors would give themselves an injection before every fight, Liao Fan became eager to try it.

But he didn't know what the needle in his hand was used for.

The syringe is off-white with green tips. If you look closely, you'll see a string of tiny English letters on the syringe... Obdolbos...

What kind of needle is this? I haven't seen it in the video.

Forget it, just get it done first.

Thinking of this, Liao Fan opened the block without saying a word and stabbed his left arm.

And then... nothing happened...

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"Shi Guang! Shi Guang! Come here quickly, I'll show you something fun. There's a level one knife runner here!"

"What's wrong, Brother Feng!!! Here I come!"

"Huh? It's almost the end of the season, why are there still people running back?"

"Don't worry about that. Look at this guy's dog tags."

"Level 1? Suicide?"

"No!!! Hahaha!!! This guy stabbed himself to death with the Superman needle!!! Hahahaha"

"No way, how did you know that!!!"

"Nonsense, it's my own bag, how could I not know what's inside? Hahahahahaha"

"Hahahaha, I can't take it anymore, I'm dying of laughter. Time, give me the dog tags, I want to make a video, this guy is so funny!!!... Shit! Where's my graphics card and intel!"

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