Easy Meat by Arthur Stone (Foodstuffs LitRPG #1)
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Overview: Welcome to the challenge. You’re an absolute nobody here—nothing; a zero; a useless lump of meat filled with bones. You’re but a delicious morsel for your antagonists and those who got lucky at the start. The only goal you can have in your miserable existence is to kick the bucket as soon as possible.
Genre: Fiction > Sci-Fi/Fantasy
The endless flat space disappeared instantly, but nothing changed much. Suddenly finding oneself locked inside a snow white glowing cube the size of a room would hardly be anyone’s idea of a normal journey. But it still didn’t look like an afterlife—or a hospital ward, for that matter, unless the ward in question was of the sort where they perform specific experiments on people’s minds and personalities. Somehow, that idea made no sense, sounding too much like a standard horror movie trope. He simply couldn’t bring himself to believe in so clichéd a scenario. He made sure his feet obeyed him and got up. He looked about him, then upwards and downwards. All the surfaces were the same—whitish and glowing. The light seemed odd, and the effect was compounded by the fact that it shone from every direction. Seeing no shadow at all was a very uncanny experience making everything around him look unreal. He stopped examining the space he’d found himself in and wondered whether he should take a closer look at one of the walls. The wall seemed to have heard his thoughts. It blinked and a line of text appeared on it.
“Welcome, Challenge candidate! Place your hand on any surface to call up the personal launchpad control panel. The function of reacting to correctly formulated voice commands is also enabled.”
That was a strange way of communicating. On the other hand, strange didn’t even begin to describe this place—absolutely everything about it. And he couldn’t just keep silent. He needed to find things out. He examined his naked body once again. Then he took a suspicious glance at his palm, imagining placing it against one of the white surfaces and activating a cunning trap that binds his body to a wall, and then a bunch of bodybuilders in black leather and latex would come out from a secret door. Delirious thoughts. But they did fit the ambiance for certain. He hid his hand behind his back and decided to try a different method.
“Where am I?”
The answer appeared at the very same instant.
“The Space of Xai. Launchpad 165-62-11-C-8.”
“What’s happening to me?”
“You are currently in the Challenge candidate status.”
Having examined himself, which turned out to be really easy since he was completely naked, he asked, suspecting he’d like the answer even less than the two previous ones: “What’s the date today?”
“You are currently inside a nonsynchronous time interval preceding the disembarkation of Challenge participants at Tier 1. You have used up your qualification message limit. As a Challenge candidate, you have to make a choice. You have three options: standard refusal to participate, standard agreement to participate, and a custom participation option, chosen for you specifically and accounting for your personality and the bet made upon you (if you agree to the bet)."
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