I Don't Agree to the Terms

Max somewhat groggily removed his virtual access device. He had just been killed again in the game, which put his account into a half-hour cooldown period, and he would have to wait half an hour before he could be resurrected.

"Jile Technology seems to have launched a new technological project recently," Max read the latest game announcement, "that allows you to attach devices to your body, granting you some sort of superhuman abilities."

"Prosthetic limbs, cybernetic neurons, magnetic levitation..."

Through the game announcement, he jumped directly to the homepage of Jile Technology's official website and then saw a plethora of mechanical projects.

If these mechanical projects were as good as described, everyone could become a superhero.

More importantly, these projects were not fundamentally about mechanical transformation, turning oneself into a synth, but more like wearing clothes on the body, thereby obtaining special abilities.

For instance, prosthetic limbs could grant one's own limbs incredible strength when worn, or even attach additional arms to make hands-on tasks more convenient.

Cybernetic neurons could enhance one's reflexes and logical processing ability, and all they required was to be attached at the back of one's neck to take effect.

Of course, if you wanted something more advanced, it wasn't unavailable. You could implant a brain chip at the scalp location, which would not only allow you to monitor everything about yourself but would also provide certain online tips, bringing this ability into "life," acting as if you had a cheat device on hand.

However, these kinds of body implants were relatively rare, and even if they were available, they would be placed just beneath the skin, not implanted too deeply.

"Only 0.1 percent of the total cost for the full set?" Max scrolled to the very bottom of the webpage and found a logo in an inconspicuous corner, which shocked him.

What did 0.1 percent even mean? It meant that what originally cost a million was now only ten thousand yuan.

However, upon opening it, there were many terms and conditions, namely that each person only had one chance and it couldn't be transferred. After purchasing the package, all devices had to be assuredly utilized for one year, and you couldn't sell these devices during that year. Violating any clauses would result in a breach of contract lawsuit, and you would then be obligated to pay the remaining 990,000 yuan.

Naturally, there weren't so many issues after one year.

For Max, this was like a pie falling from the sky; as long as he didn't have any notions of buying low and selling high, he naturally didn't need to worry about these clauses.

Instead, he was very satisfied with the after-sales service.

If there was any damage within a year, they would fix or replace it, and he would also receive subsequent discounts of 0.1 percent on various devices.

For example, if a new special prosthetic limb was launched and he wanted to buy it, he would also get it at 0.1 percent of the price. If he didn't want to buy, he could exchange it, which means replacing his current prosthetic limb for a new model, though he'd have to pay the difference, fortunately at a discounted price of 0.1 percent.

This made Max tremendously excited.

Moreover, Jile Technology was very humane, as the package also supported an interest-free loan with zero down payment, which could be split into 360 installments, amounting to only 27.7 yuan per month.

Currency would surely continue to inflate in the future, perhaps in ten years, maybe that amount of money wouldn't even count as money.

"Order now!" Max immediately filled out his information and placed an order on the Jile Technology official website, selecting the 360-installment, interest-free loan with zero down payment.

Indeed, he couldn't come up with the ten thousand yuan, but he could afford a monthly loan payment of 27.7 yuan.

It was a pity there wasn't a longer-term option; if he could stretch the loan period to 720 installments, he might die before finishing the payments.

Following the successful order, his personal terminal received surgery information from Jile Technology, instructing him to arrive at the local Jile Technology Subsidiary on an empty stomach at nine o'clock the next morning for the surgery.

Some of the components needed to be implanted inside the body, hence the need for surgery.

As for refusing, it wasn't an option to simply say no, after all, the contract stipulated this requirement. If you acted stubbornly, they wouldn't care; they simply wouldn't sell it to you before installation.

"This is absolutely a major path to success," Max knew he wasn't good at much, but with the help from Jile Technology, he could surely soar to great heights.

He subconsciously ignored one thing, though—if he could buy such a package, others could too.

If everyone had it, it was as if no one did.

Filled with excitement, he tossed and turned in bed until the middle of the night when he finally fell into a hazy sleep.

The next day, he surprisingly woke up at six o'clock, which was unheard of for him; normally, he couldn't wake up before one in the afternoon.

He was originally unemployed, but after the birth of "Life," a virtual online game, he entered it to farm currency, which made his life a little better. Unfortunately, it was just a little better, as he squandered every dime he earned.

After all, he had a severe addiction, a drug dependency caused by a special drug that could numb his senses, but now his addiction had subsided significantly because in "Life," he could also achieve the same psychological stimulation and corresponding sensory thrill.

He arrived at the local Jile Technology Subsidiary early in the morning to undergo surgery, thinking he would be the first one there, only to find a long line had already formed.