Han Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a blinding white light. The game cabin had disappeared, replaced by a pure white ceiling. The surrounding white walls were made of cold metal, giving off a strong sci-fi vibe. The room was decorated like an intensive care unit, with Han Xiao lying on a metal bed, connected to several machines by wires. His back pressed against the cold metal, his heart pounding in fear.,Wait or run After just a moment's hesitation, Han Xiao decisively chose the latter. Cowering wasn't his style. He ripped all the connecting wires free and stumbled toward the laboratory door. The surrounding white coats hastily retreated without obstructing him.,There is still a year before the public test, and he has a whole year to prepare before the players arrive. That's the only good news he has right now. He understands the destructive power of players all too well; they are like locusts, synonymous with madness and chaos.。