Prisoners of VR - Chapter 1: Pressure Cooker VR

Science and Technology Library: The supreme state of science is theology; an accidental rescue, let Chen Mo get a technology library that collects endless technology, the story begins…

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The original novel for the short drama 'A Promise of a Joyful Life,' now available.Five years ago, she was forced by her family to take the fall and was imprisoned, even giving birth to twin boys in jail.Five years later, she marries a dying man in a coma to ward off bad luck. Everyone thought Eliza Sutton was finished, but who knew that Eliza Sutton would transform into a big shot with multiple identities.Shane Lockwood cornered her against the wall: “Mrs. Lockwood, are you having fun playing with me?”Eliza Sutton reluctantly replied, “It's alright, I guess.”Shane Lockwood took Eliza Sutton's hand: “It seems Mrs. Lockwood doesn't think I'm trying hard enough. Tonight, I'll make you even happier.”

Yan Fei ordered a small drone online, never expecting that the drone would suddenly become his avatar.Amazing, right? But what’s even more incredible is that this drone avatar can actually upgrade, into a drone fighter jet, a heavy combat jet, a stealth bomber……Are these powerful combat units really my avatars? Do they really expect me to take on the entire world?Yan Fei is utterly bewildered!

I see dead people.But hey, it’s the zombie apocalypse, everyone is seeing dead people, including a blind girl. It’s not like I am that special.For a while, I thought I was going to be Cinderella, complete with the cruel stepfamily and the little mice for helpers. But instead of mice, I got demons from hell with a taste for chaos.Then again, there is nothing wrong with a little chaos in the middle of the apocalypse. It’s what makes life worth living.Unfortunately for others, they don’t quite see it that way. You see, I have a gift. One that isn’t exactly mine, but I can use it however I see fit.My gift is granting wishes.I'm a genie without a bottle, but it would be nice if people appreciated me more. All the humans ask for is the same thing… more food here, shelter there, kill these people, torture those. And I do it all, for a small price.I don’t ask for money or food, I can get that on my own. No, I want favors, souls, something that means everything for the other person. And they give it to me. Their momentary desire worth their long term happiness.But by the time they discover that, I’m long gone, already moved on to my next… client.I know I look young, starvation and abuse will do that to a girl. Humans tell me that I shouldn’t be wandering out there alone. Some try to help me… most don’t. But whoever said I was by myself? Just because others couldn’t see them didn’t mean my demons ever left. I still hear their voices in my head, whispering words of encouragement and love. For them, I’d do anything. Kill anyone. Destroy anything.After all, life is just a game, right? Those still alive at the end of the day were the lucky ones. Those who died were not. Everything is just a game of chance, all a human has to do is roll the dice.My only word of advice is to be careful what you wish for… you just might get it.My name is Hattie, welcome to my world.Would you like a cup of tea?