Take Delta into the Apocalypse

Beichen was helping his boss with tasks in front of a broken computer in the corner of the Internet cafe. The graphics card of the old assembly machine that had been running continuously for 72 hours was overloaded, and the power supply smoked and exploded. His last thought before losing consciousness was "The boss's account hasn't been logged out yet." When I woke up again, I was lying on the floor of a strange apartment, and my phone showed April 14, 2026. There is an extra game warehouse panel in my consciousness - FN57 pistol, FNF2000 assault rifle, first aid kit, military cans, all marked "available for extraction". He tried to extract an FN57 - a heavy pistol appeared out of thin air in his palm, with a pungent smell of gun oil. Not an illusion.