Tuesday, March 29th was the sweetest Sabbath in a long time.
He worked for half a year in Dusk City, a city overflowing with evil companies that can only ask for a public holiday as a holiday of the year, and do not observe even a handful of holidays.
Then, when I take a rest without thinking about it all day, it feels like my body will melt.
It bothers me a little that it’s not a break obtained in the normal way, but a break that the store got after a terrorist attack and ruined it… how about
I am not the culprit of terrorism, and I am not a terrorist. He even tried his best to stop it.
I deserve a break.
Originally, I was going to rest in a row yesterday and today. Even if it wasn’t just a call from the head office president.
In the future, there should be no need to be called like this. The thought of being called again makes me sick to my stomach.
I received a present from the president who was satisfied with my story and cooking, and the result itself was not bad… The process was a problem.
Like a black company, they push people to the limit.
It seems that my life has been shortened by several months because of the meeting with the president yesterday and the preparation of the dinner table.
It was a wish and a nabal, and even if he gave me hundreds of thousands of city dollars, he was going to stay at home and rest all day today.
I will rest and recharge for a day, and tomorrow I will meet with the dragon boss and other bartenders to discuss the story I wanted to talk about, and then I will go back to work mode and go to work the next day.
As soon as I woke up, I decided to do so, creating a nightmare in the laboratory that I couldn’t remember properly.
And that was the problem.
taking a break
I didn’t know rest could be so difficult. It wasn’t easy.
Taking a break requires skill and experience, and it was because he had forgotten how to take a break over the past few months and had been tamed by the company’s private sector.
All of a sudden, my mind and body have been trained in a state where working is more comfortable than resting!
I wanted to rest like that when I was working hard, but when I was given a vacation, I had no idea what to do.
As I lay down doing nothing, my body trembled nervously. As if looking for something to work on, the pupils look around.
Unconsciously, I turned the watch device on and off repeatedly, thinking that I would become mentally ill, so I opened the cocktail manual I received from the Dragon CEO.
When I think of the recipes for cocktails I haven’t looked at yet, I feel at ease. Even the trembling fingertips found stability.
As I was practicing with the cocktail tools I bought with money with a heart that became as calm as a lake, Hyunta suddenly came to me with a bitter aftertaste.
When you really want to rest, you can’t rest because you’re anxious, and you have to do something related to work to find your composure.
There is no such thing as a slave to a great company or a workaholic. I wasn’t that kind of person at all.
The harsh environment of the past, where I had to study and practice restaurant-related without being able to rest as much as I could even on holidays, made me like this.
“I can’t.”
He put down the measuring instrument for making cocktails and the jiger he was holding and muttered.
It was a long-awaited holiday, but I couldn’t take such an erratic rest. this is something No work, no rest.
Rest is part of the job, and resting well is also an ability.
I needed to let go of the obsession to do something and rest.
A way to completely get away from thinking about work and focus completely on resting and playing… .
After thinking for a while, I came up with an answer.
yes it was
* * *
[Long time no see, Masked Asian.]
A man in a pure white mask glanced at me with a laser sensor and greeted me.
Was it the employee you saw at the time? The friend who recited Buddhist scriptures?
Unfortunately, I didn’t bring a wooden table.
“… I don’t think it’s been a long time since I’ve said it. Hasn’t it been about three days at most?”
When I respond sullenly, the staff laughs.
[is it? I heard it and it sounds like that. Working at a game center paralyzes my sense of time. Seeing the same human beings drenched in the same game every day under the gloomy dark light makes it feel like a room of spirit and time. As a result, even though it is a visitor after only three days, it feels very new… ]
I heard the two-much-talking of a game center employee with one ear and passed it on to the other. Did this man really talk so much?
And how do you know the room of mind and time? Isn’t Dragon Ball a cartoon almost 100 years ago by the standards of this world?
[…] Anyway, you must have come to play the classic online games that are not always fun today, right?]
As I nodded, the staff clicked their tongue and pulled the thick curtain away.
[Okay, follow me.]
After that, it was a familiar repertoire.
With a Head Mounted Display (HMD) on his head, he passes through the factories of unconscious addicts and enters the depths of the Kabuki Game Center.
The staff stopped guiding in front of the room.
[Then I’m fine. Oh, and… The clothes are nice. matches well.]
Pointing to the neat black striped three-piece suit I’m wearing.
I couldn’t tell if it was a sarcastic or pure compliment, so I just nodded.
He smiles bitterly as he sees the back of the center staff returning to their seats.
It’s a suit in a game center, so it’s a weird fashion that doesn’t suit the place.
I was also thinking about wearing other clothes, but I thought this would be the best.
As I shrugged and swiped the nanotechnology-applied fabric up and down, the clothes stretched and shrunk as if alive.
The fit that fits my body perfectly, and the lightness that feels like carbon fiber and skin are united.
… It’s too much It’s like going to a local PC room and wearing a combat uniform.
But there’s nothing wrong with being thorough.
Leaving behind abandoned bodies that wriggle like dead fish or zombies in response to external stimuli whenever passing by, I turned on the game console in the darkroom and grabbed the controller.
What game are we going to play today? .
head turns again
Among the many non-mainstream online games, I began to seriously think about which one has the most advantageous structure to raise my rank score to the target.
The super-concentration that happened to be able to use it freely… What kind of game is best to use the slow-motion or Bullet Time-type ability that makes time seem slow?
As the name suggests, Bullet Time, FPS?
It’s comfortable to dodge enemy fire, and I think it’s good for aiming.
Or maybe a one-on-one fighting game isn’t too bad. There’s no other cheat like this for combo attacks or counters at the right time… .
After making a detailed plan in my head, evaluating and reviewing the plan, I thought, ‘If you do your best, achieving your target rank score isn’t just a dream, is it?’ I was able to roll a happy circuit.
He thought about what would happen if he achieved the achievement of the original game, and then slapped himself on the face wearing a mask.
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Match.
“Calm down. you came to play I didn’t come to work.”
Before long, he was looking at the game with a thoroughly business-oriented, analytical and planned mind.
This was serious enough.
Of course, I came here because of the goal of raising my rank and achieving achievements, but more than that, I came here purely to enjoy the game and forget about work – so I lost my promise to myself to lay around at home all day. .
There are few mediums where you can immerse yourself in games as easily as possible without worrying about the realities of life.
In Dusk City, the level of immersion has grown to the level of VR e-drugs, and the game has become a serious social problem because it is impossible to forget reality and neglect it altogether.
Anyway, that’s why I came to the Game Center. To relax while playing games and playing games.
“Think about having fun. Just enjoy.”
‘Can’t we use the chip’s cyberdive capabilities again? It would be possible to dive to the bottom of the online server and change my rank.’ He blocked himself from thinking of such things by slaps on the cheek again.
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Match!
Put the tingly red cheeks into the helmet-type headset.
As I moved the controller, I gradually started to focus on the game.
“… … .”
and how much time has passed
It was in the middle of playing the game that I liked the most and was immersed in the hyper FPS type game.
Whether the super-focused area certainly worked, or was it just exceptional luck, the rank score was raised by nearly 50 points.
‘me… Maybe he had the qualities of not only a cook, but also a pro gamer? Had I known this would happen, I would have seriously tried it once in the original world. Or it’s still not too late to pursue a career in non-mainstream online gaming pros or streaming… .’
The game worked out so well that I even had such nonsense thoughts.
The aiming point sticks to the enemy’s body, and the opponent’s movements are clearly read… I wonder if even the god of games has descended.
If this is the case, the target score is not far away.
I laughed out loud at the thought of winning this game as well, when suddenly the lights went out.
woo woo woo.
vision darkened. The game screen floating on the helmet monitor went black.
No, my score!!!
I took off the headset in a hurry and looked at the game console, and the power was off.
It wasn’t just the game console, it was all around.
The lights were flickering, and everywhere was filled with shouts of people who were brought to reality while enjoying virtual entertainment.
It was then that the seriousness of the situation was realized.
‘Is it a power outage? Or maybe, EMP?’
I instinctively heard that thought.
When you think of EMP, the group that comes to mind, a sense of crisis that the Luddite gang may have found my location and attacked me to avenge Ned Rudd’s revenge makes my spine tingle.
Something so unusual was happening.
The ceiling above your head shakes, unidentified powder falls, and your ears are dizzy from the screams and screams of zombies who are crazy about the game.
I heard a certain sound from above.
… DCPD, open up!!!
The noise caught in the surprisingly sensitive sense as he entered the state of concentration.
As soon as I heard it, my face turned white.
It’s worse than the Luddite Gang.