The cold rain poured into his throat, and Roland woke up in the mud. Not long ago, I was a technical anchor, but I didn't expect that I would be transformed into the cannon fodder of the game I was playing! Seriously injured and on the verge of death, the bone blades of three scavenging hyenas are in front of him. In despair, a system full of garbled codes and on the verge of collapse presented him with a [Newbie Gift Pack] - this was his only chance of survival in a desperate situation.
