Player 001 X Player 456 Novels & Stories

Rebecca raised her head and looked for the player's name on the screen. The woman went by SUN, which referred to the literal sun. Alphabets instead of numbers were used in players' gamertags for convenience in competitions. Alex's gamertag was always AlmightyAlex. Some players used short nicknames, while others combined their names with their clubs'. An example of the latter was Blue Mushroom's player ID, BL_BlueMushroom. All in all, there were various weird player IDs. Rebecca watched as the female player sat with a straightened back. The screen showed the player's in-game character. Rebecca felt an inexplicable desire for the player to win. At the same time, she hoped the player had stable

Riley thought. "Come on Riley, what are you waiting for?" James asked. The young man was already standing with Alen and Diego. "Don't tell me you forgot your number!" Alen said. Riley shook his head and stood up. The four of them came forward and lined up with James standing on the left side as the owner of number 1101. Next to James were Diego, Alen and Riley on the far right with number 1104. Above them was a huge screen that would show whether they had qualified or not. If they didn't pass, their true identities would be revealed.

Because he is the number one player in this game and has invested a lot of money, the game company's customer service pays more attention to the questions raised by him. Soon, the game company gave him a reply, [Hello, dear player, there are no bugs in our game, here we send you the output data of you and the player 'Ink' in the copy, please check! Fred looked at the data sent by the game company, and the corner of his mouth twitched. The damage data between him and the man named 'Co' was more than a million, and the difference in the number of outputs was actually 254 times. So, is that because the hand called 'Co' is fast?

He said and I pointed them all out “1,4,6,10,12,14 Items 1 to 4 have been auctioned off so I am left with 6,10,12,14 I think I got it I need to go through the pamphlet one more time Do you mind?” I asked him “No Not at all” He said sliding the pamphlet back to me, I picked it and my phone up Xain: None of their middle name or nickname matches with the name Me: Then the problem has to be list

They didn’t bother to notice Daisy nor they cared to know where she was going to land as if they didn’t even need the fourth player in their team. Daisy was checking the map when suddenly she heard an extremely charming and husky voice ordered in a very calm yet dominating tone, “Both of you shut up or will not get to hear any footsteps. I am jumping so let me decide.” Then after a little pause he continued again, “Player four we will jump on Military base. If you don’t want to die alone then play together with the team.” “Yup or if you get knocked down we will not go to revive you. Better stick together,” immediately agreed with the second player and again got busy talking with player third

I replied honestly. “No offense but he is a player. And you are a really sweet person. You always stick up for your friends. I have even seen you sticking up for total strangers when they need help. Why do you and-” Gavin spoke up but I cut him off. “Xander and I go long back. We are not just some people who met a year or two ago. He knows me and I know him. He is like family to me at this point. We have known each other our whole lives. People might just see him as a player but I know the real him.” I informed Gavin, feeling slightly angry with how he was talking about Xander.

, he asked trying to conceal the huskiness in his hoarse displeased voice. Cynthia shook her head," you're a player, you shouldn't think about those things". On hearing her words, Jeffery, again, for the first time, didn't feel the usual pride he felt when someone refered to him as a player. For Cynthia it was like since he was a player, then she could play along. He gritted his teeth, this woman had never given him face. Cynthia watched his angry face and felt satisfaction welling up, "if you're that mad I can go back". She said,

“Timothy, This is Bryce's father, Darell Collins, and these two are his brothers, Edward and Peter. Guys, this is Timothy Packard. He owns Packard Enterprises. I brought him back to talk to Bryce.” Timothy could swear she said the last pointedly. He relaxed and shook the hands of each man and endured a painful grip from each. Typical measuring stick of a man. See if you could make the other wince. He squeezed back with as much force and endured grudging looks of respect from them. Interesting that they were all back in the players area and that they’d sat in different areas for the game, although Chloe had said she’d gotten the tickets particularly for him. “Very glad to meet you, sir,” he d

‎On one hand was a vengeful Gavin, and on the other an overprotective James, who would probably try to carry me through the level, cradling me like an egg. ‎The system hummed happily. “Very well.” ‎A small box materialized in front of me. I reached in, ignoring the gazes those extremely charming men in front of me. I let out a small breath, and pulled out a folded slip of paper, and opened it. ‎“PLAYER 70" I frowned. “Who’s Player 70?" I wondered. Someone who ranked that close to the bottom couldn't be a very good partner. ‎Just as I was about to begin panicking, those floating comment erupted.

Five admitted. “Blossom here shared an interesting story, since I'm not allowed to use the word lame, piece of information with me. She saved my name as Five on her phone and changed everyone else's name to numbers,” Six explained to him. “That's genius,” Five chuckled. I started, “Thank you! At least someone gets that it's “lame.” Six finished off. I sent him a glare. “Ignore him, Rochelle. He will forever have a stick up his ass. It’s an honor to meet you, Five smiled. “You too, Five, though it boggles me why you people go by numbers,” I replied. “When Six is ready to tell you, everything else will fit into place,” he said.