The New Beginnings

A few months have passed since I left the . Although, as much as I wanted to say that I was doing good, things had been pretty rocky as soon as I got involved with a lot of misfits, gangs and slave traders.

And to make things worse, my GM Network that has been helping me in my journey got disabled. The people in the real world seem to finally have a better understanding of how my NeuroSuit works.

If not for the impenetrable protection codes I programmed in the suits, I would have been forcefully brought back to the real world and die of a heart attack.

After a few months of level grinding and climbing the floors. I finally reached level 40 enabling me to access a portion of this world's internal programming after visiting a secret passage I built there.

But, the series of unfortunate events made me contract a system virus in the middle of accessing the Main System. Who can I blame aside from myself?