ALL NOVEL 0033 – Professional Gamer
Hampsterburgg Sub-Bureau.
Police officers coming and going were busy with their respective tasks. Countless conversations flowed in.
Although Zoe was sitting in a guest room with decent soundproofing, she still managed to catch the information she wanted through the transparent world:
That is, within the entire police station, nobody was discussing the thief incident. What the officers were discussing were numerous new and urgent cases.
Two days had passed, and that inconspicuous thief case had evidently been sealed away, buried among countless old cases that were difficult to handle.
This was the norm in the world.
Limited resources wouldn't be confined to a single case. There weren't many people who cared about those inconspicuous doubts. Nor were there many stubborn individuals insisting on thoroughly investigating an old case.
Everything settled, coming to an end.
And hearing the officer in front of her say so much, Zoe also stopped to ponder.
From the hands of the officer in front of her, she took back her lost laptop.
"In the future, make sure to improve the security measures at home, preferably by upgrading to an anti-theft door."
"If there's any situation, always remember to report it to the police as soon as possible."
The officer responsible for taking notes said to Zoe in a friendly manner.
He wasn't familiar with Zoe. He looked like a very young newcomer.
At these words, Zoe nodded.
The necessity of upgrading to an anti-theft door wasn't significant, but indeed, it could be done. As for the reminder to report incidents promptly, Zoe thought it was reasonable. Actually, many times, it was better to report than to handle it oneself.
In Zoe's current understanding, this was still a normal world, and there hadn't been various extraordinary existences that she hadn't seen before just because of her sudden change.
In fact, after the change, she had been paying attention to whether there were any abnormal conditions around her.
Would she become like the protagonist in online novels?
After her own change, the whole world seemed to have become extraordinary from its previous ordinariness. But in reality, she hadn't noticed anything in her observations.
The usual transparent world, whether in the residential area or on the street.
Although it wasn't deliberate, Zoe had perceived tens of thousands of passersby after gaining the transparent world ability.
But she hadn't found anyone different from others, nor had she discovered any hidden extraordinary worlds.
This world was still normal.
This world still had its own rules.
Reporting to the police was still a strong, effective, and straightforward means. This was about utilizing resources and power reasonably. It was what a mature adult should do.
She didn't need to worry that her anomalous nature would be discovered by contacting the police.
She wasn't in the spotlight. Not many people would pay attention to her or care about her. As long as she didn't deliberately attract attention, she was just a common and ordinary passerby in everyone's eyes.
Many people might pay extra attention to their words and actions in public, fearing that others might find something inelegant about them. But in reality, as long as you weren't running around naked, nobody cared about what you did.
And there was another point that was quite important.
Dealing with thieves and the like, it actually felt somewhat demeaning, making it really boring.
Just leave everything to the police.
Thinking like this, Zoe left with her laptop.
The efficiency of the police station wasn't as high as imagined. There were countless backlogged cases and new cases. The two police officers who came said they could come to collect the laptop the next day. But in reality, because of the holiday on January 28th,
Zoe received a message from the police station saying to come back in a while to collect the laptop.
Two days passed, and today she finally got her property. And today's date was... January 30th.
Looking at the clear sky outside the police station, Zoe stretched lazily.
Next.
Go home, write, play games.
Inside the spacious rental house.
Because she hadn't cooked for a long time, and also had no physiological needs like going to the bathroom, The smell of cooking oil and stench no longer existed.
The air smelled exceptionally fresh.
Even if judged by Zoe's current sense of smell, it can be said that the smell is much better than that of the other residents' houses. It's eleven o'clock at night.
She brought the laptop back from the police station in the morning and has been playing games until now. Obviously, she said she would enjoy playing games without exercising this week. But the computer has been away for a long time.
Now that the computer is back, she naturally wants to play all day. Without buying armor. And only using the starting pistol.
Playing CIS:GO is still quite challenging. At least. She has to hit the opponent several times to kill them, while the opponent doesn't need many shots to kill her.
It's Sunday today. She doesn't have to worry about being criticized for playing poorly with her college classmates who don't have to work.
"Hey, can you do it? Just go up and kill them all."
"Yeah, just aim for the head with one shot!"
"Don't aim at the ground, kid, are you ready to blow up the boss's head?"
"How come you can't win even when you're given guns?"
Fallen Zoe, reluctantly became the commander of the fountain, pressuring her teammates through the team's microphone. Her college classmates naturally didn't take it lightly and immediately fired back.
For them, Zoe was a hardcore tomboy who loves games alonsgide with another tomboy and so they were quite a bunch of computer geeks.
After cursing each other with their good buddies for a while. A new round starts again. This time Zoe was a little more cautious, showing her buddies what world-class gunfighting and positioning control look like.
What Zywoo, s1mple, they're all fake top players.
The opponents happened to be using pistols too.
Zoe directly used the USP to ace, completely ending the game. Her actions flowed like water, like art. Enough to make any player of this game unable to help but praise the good gunplay.
At this moment. Even Zoe's college classmates, who have been shocked countless times by her gaming skills today, couldn't help but shout out:
"Damn!"
"Our dude, are you for real?"
In the team microphone, there came the hesitant inquiry from her college roommate.
"Real? What do you mean by real? A genius teenager, a sudden enlightenment, don't you understand the value of your dude"
Facing the doubts of her buddies, Zoe naturally chose to forgive. Pretending in front of her college classmates really made her feel cool to the bone.
After her body changed, she had been cautious and hadn't shown off much. Until she discovered that her mutated body came with invincible gaming talent, she had been looking forward to showing off.
But her friends were all working a few days ago. And now that she's finally showing off, of course, she's having a blast. Facing the confusion of her college classmates, Zoe chatted with them for a while.
Around eleven thirty. Several people hung up the phone and logged out of the game. After all, these college classmates still have to start another day as office workers tomorrow. And Zoe started to summarize and record today's events.
