《VR: Ascension》Chapter 3-Good Tips
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Alright, so my dad sent one of his employees to come pick me up. I got to the restaurant around 3:45. Changed into my waitering uniform and checked myself out in the mirror. Black pants, and a black collar shirt with the restaurant logo on it. My hair was gelled to the side a bit and I must admit I am pretty good looking. I might have a bit of a narcissist side to me but hey its call self confidence.
After that I walked out of the bathroom and into my station. The restaurant is divided into 5 sections with two waiters or waitresses at each section. Each section has 10 tables with a total of 50 tables. The restaurant is fancily decorated. Most of the decorations were white. There is a fish aquarium in the wall at the back that showcase all our seafood such as lobster, fish, shrimp and so on. Think of it as an upper middle clan restaurant.
“Hey Ai,” I greeted. She’s the waitress partnering with me tonight. She is 25 this year and is pretty good looking if I do say so myself. If Wenxin was a ten then she be an 8. Anyway it was around 7 o clock when a party of VIPs were seated at my section. My dad pulled my to the side and told me in his sturdiest voice, “Long make sure that table is served well or KACHA!” He even moves his hand across his neck.
“I’ll will take care of them perfectly,” I replied.
I walked back to the table and began to serve them their drinks. Some people order the Scorpion Bowl for two, some blue Hawaii, some Peke and rum, and a whole bunch of other drinks. The bartender was literally sweating iron balls making these drinks. Especially with my dad being up their ass about it.Going hurry, hurry, hurry. Like please just shut up.
It took about 10 to 15 minutes to bring about 40 people their drinks. Ai then took their food order. I stood to the side and watch them. They were all wearing suits and dresses like they were some corporate high ups.
They were chatting to themselves laughing and enjoying themselves.
“I can’t believe it took 30 years to make one game,” a chubby asian in a black suit about 5’8 laughs out heartily.
“Haha this was the Ceo’s biggest dream for virtual reality games. All those other ones we made before were just fluff,” another man answers.
“True, true, true, can’t fight with that,” the chubby asian laughs.
When I heard game my ears perked up. Vibrate. Vibrate. Vibrate. I wanted to listen more but my wrist watch was vibrating tell me that my customer’s food is ready. Due to have no choice I went into the kitchen with Ai to grab the food.
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They sure order some fancy food.
I got back and stood near one of the walls watching and waiting to see if they need help.
ting ding ding. One of the man stood up and used a spoon to hit the glass.
“Everyone thank you for all your hard work these past few years and for putting up with our Ceo’s pet peeves,” this began. “I want to announce that thinks to all your hard work the very first 99% realism game will be on the market next week. I would also like to tell you that the first 1 million copies of the game has been sold.”
“WHAT ALL SOLD OUT?!” I screamed in my mind.
“Furthermore another 28 million are already preorder to be sent out before the opening next week. This sets a world record of most preordered game in the world. Right now we have set a world record for the world most preordered game!”
I was to busy doing the math in my head to listen to the rest of the applause and so on. 29 million was sold at 100$ a drive. So that is 2.9 billion. Furthermore if we assume everyone signs up for the 200$ a year plan then that is 5.8 billion. Add those together it comes out to 8.7 billion. That was an astonishing amount. Plus China has a population of 1.6 billion and there are about 400 million virtual reality gamers in this country. 5 Million of those are gamers. Meaning they play games to earn money for a living. If 400 million all play this game wouldn't they be making 120 billion a year? I only know all this because I did one of my history research essays on this. (the amount they are using is similar in value to our current currency).
One of the guys raised his hand and I walked over.
“Hey can you get me another scorpion bowl for two? Make it stronger,” he winks.
“Ok sir,” I replied and puts in the drink into the computer. Then I walk over to the bartender and told them to hit up the alcohol a few notches.
When they were done I brought it over to them. Another person ordered another drink and I put the drink in too.
An hour passed and they were drinking and partying like there was no tomorrow. Eventually they were all looking very lethargic. This might have been my fault. I told the bartender to hit it up a few notches for the scorpion bowl for two but I guess he thought I meant for all my drink so he basically double the alcohol in all the drinks. He probable thought my dad wanted him to do this to please this party. One of the girls was sway back and forth with a manhattan in her hand. She took other sip and was KOed and fell over onto another guys lap. Luckily he was knocked out from the drinks too but somehow he was moving his hips. Pervert.
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I took a glance at the bill and it was two thousand five hundred thirty-seven dollars and sixty-nine cents. Wow I thought. Just wow. Oh well better be a good tipper b*tch I need someone to pay for my soon to be virtual reality gaming.
“Hey Jorge think you can fill in for me opening day?” a freckle face thai looking asian who was drunk grumbles out.
“No, that day is gonna be busy as hell,” Jorge mutters.
“Ugh, I don’t want to the virtual stabilizing,” the freckle asian kept grumbling.
“That sucks. Good news is I get to enter the opening scene for the first game,” Jorge laughs.
“Wait you got picked to control one of the God level accounts?” another person said.
“Nah, I’m one of the soldiers thats gonna be battling the new players,” Jorge laughs.
“Haha I think the Ceo might be playing one of the nine God accounts,” another person came into this conversation.
This is getting interesting I thought. They all looked so drunk that when I walked over there they didn't even react.
I deepened my voice and said, “so whats so special about this opening?”
“Oh, well this opening is unlike other games. The 10 percent of players that survives the longest will receive a special weapon to start their game. The one hundred players that survives the longest will receive a God tier pet egg. The weapons are not even that special to be honest. It is just 5 to 10 stats higher than the normal start out weapon. Aim for the egg my friend aim for the egg.”
He is clearly drunk I thought.
“Does the 100 people that get an egg get the weapons too?”
“Nahh!” another drunk answers. “CEO wants to be fair so he decided that you can only get one advantage.”
“Oh cool,” I was taking advantage of this to get as much help out of this as possible since all of they were pretty much dead drunk. “So when you begin the game what should be the first thing you do?”
“Practice getting your stats up. Joooooiiiiiinnnnnn,” he was beginning to sway, “aaaaaaaaa ddddddooooojjjjjoooo.” He said and fell onto another guy’s lap. This guy began to move his hip too. I wanted to take a video of this but if I did I would really be KACHA by my dad.
“What class should I pick for the best beginning,” I continued to ask.
“It doesn't really matter,” a drunk girl answers. “All the the class has their their own advantages. Read the guide moron.”
That was rude, I thought but it did not stop me, “are there any special classes that I can get in the game?”
Then a guy woke up and said, “I think in the beginning villages if you go and speak with a poor looking gardner outside the village he has a special class you can get. I think there are a couple requirements you must meet before you do or else the quest can’t be activated.” After he finished he fell back to sleep.
There was a tap on my shoulder. I thought it was my father so my body naturally went stiff out of fear. Did he hear everything just now?
“What are you doing?” a beautiful voice whispers in my ears. It was Ai. My body instantly relaxed.
“Oh nothing I was just asking if they want any more drinks. It seems not,” I replied.
“Karaoke!?” one drunk guys shouts, “Anyone!?
“Can we give them their bills now?” I asked Ai.
“Sure they look done to me.”
I went back to the computer and printed out their slip and gave it to the guy that gave the speech earlier. He seems to be the boss. I gave him the tab but sadly he was knocked out cold. Probable should have toned down on the drinks I suppose.
Eventually we got it figured out and someone came down to pay the bill for them. Ai and I got a nice 700$ tip. We split it 350 each. Somehow my parents have spidey senses or something and came swooping down taking 300 of it. I cried inside. Since they are my parents I could not complain. Oh well at least I got some good tips about the game. I think aside from the beta testers I got the biggest advantage. I am so dumb I forgot to ask for the title of the game.
Furthermore I want to state something. I did not purposely gave them extra alcohol in their drinks and hoped to get them so drunk that they would answer my questions without suspicion. I am not that smart and maniacal. It was all a coincident that I took advantage of. Furthermore everyone believes I am 18 so I could serve drinks to the adults. Plus if any problems come out talk to my dad I was forced. Just for records you know.
(tell me what you guys think so far. Also if there are any grammar mistakes I would really appreciate the help =D)
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