Chapter 4 Old Tang with tears streaming down his face

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Chapter 4 Old Tang with tears streaming down his face

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Old Tang opened his eyes.

He was in a pure white space, face to face with a holographic projection of himself.

"This design is not bad," Old Tang smoothly smoothed away the wrinkles in the game's image. "It is very detailed and has the flavor of a masterpiece. However, with only such a small capacity, did the producer only do the pinching part?"

He looked to the lower right, and the number marked with the change limit changed from 20% to 15%.

"The restrictions are quite large, so it will be a lot less fun." Old Tang commented.

At this moment, Yao Luo cast his sight on this space.

Hearing Old Tang's words, he closed his eyes.

This design is to prevent players from turning themselves into some strange species and frightening people in the cyberpunk world.

When a person in the cyberpunk world walks out and finds that there are deformed species with four or five hands, or simply use arms to walk, with feet growing in their mouths, then his first reaction is definitely not that the world has changed.

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But he went crazy.

To be honest, normal people who are not sick will be frightened into falling ill.

Yao Luo knows very well that there is no lower limit for players to survive.

In the pure white space, Old Tang made himself look as young as possible, and then clicked [Enter Game].

"Okay," he thought, "then there will be a notice that the producer has insufficient funds, and then crowdfunding rich people, or recruiting investors to invest money in the game."

The pure white space gradually shattered.

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Initial location: Meizi Street public toilet

"What, toilet? Producer, you are crazy——"

Before Old Tang finished speaking, he was sucked away by a huge suction force.

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The heart beats.

Banging sound.

Old Tang looked like a man who almost drowned and just swam up from deep water.

"Where is this?"

He heard something and looked towards the squatting pit, which was not much different from reality. There was a strange machine making a cold voice: "Please insert coins or swipe your card, please insert coins or swipe your card! Please use this product when going to the toilet, we will give you the best

The experience! The glory of the giant spirit, the highest quality!"

"What are the producers doing? This is really a toilet!"

Old Tang's mood was quite broken.

He slammed the toilet door open, then grabbed his hand in surprise.

This feeling is quite real.

"Could it be that——"

His eyes widened and he touched around the entire bathroom wall.

"Real touch, really real touch!" Old Tang's hands began to tremble.

For twenty-five years, ever since he realized the fun of virtual reality games as a child, he has been waiting for the day when technology will break through.

For his dream, he became a virtual game reviewer.

The entire history of virtual reality games has passed fifty years, and now, development is getting slower and slower, almost stagnant.

When the world's largest game company announced that it would stop further research and development on game authenticity due to insufficient funds, Old Tang's dream was shattered.

He didn't know if when he got old, the little boy in his heart could wait until the day when the second world of mankind was born.

But now, when his dream came to him, Old Tang felt that everything was so unreal.

He leaned his forehead against the white tiles of the toilet, and then banged his head against the wall.

It hurts, much less than the real pain, but it’s okay to feel the pain.

Even if the developer only makes a public toilet, this game will become a milestone in virtual reality games!

Old Tang was convinced.

"Who is this?"

A company employee wearing a formal suit and tie walked into the restroom and immediately saw a mentally ill man banging his head against the wall.

He ran out in a hurry: "Why are there cyberpsychotic patients here?"

bright light.

It's sunshine.

Old Tang turned his head.

The man who escaped from the toilet opened the door to the toilet.

The sunshine outside shone in.

“So there’s more than one toilet?”

Old Tang's steps were frivolous, like a baby walking.

He stumbled into the sunshine outside.

The sun is too bright.

When he saw everything around him clearly, he felt that the world was before his eyes.

The company personnel hurriedly boarded the sightseeing airship and knocked down a leaf from the landscape tree on the roadside.

This leaf was blown away by the airship's activated vortex duct, flying over the indifferent crowd, over the high-rise buildings overlooking all living beings, over the screaming vending machines, over the poor people kicking in the trash can, and arrived

In front of Old Tang.

Like a pilgrim, he held the leaves with both hands.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out and the crowd screamed and fled in all directions.

The weirdo with only half his head left, but with cuts made of unknown metal, laughed wildly and shot into the sky.

The black airship in the sky was unscathed, but three militants jumped out and easily knocked down the shooter.

"The cyberpsychotic patient has been subdued. The mobile team is requesting to return."

Old Tang heard the militant talking into the air.

Soon, they got on the airship together with the weirdo who didn't know how to live or die, and flew away.

Everything is so real.

Old Tang was already in tears.

This is true 100% realism, as the game's introduction says.

If he couldn't call out the game interface, he would think that he had traveled to this world.

Old Tang couldn't help but kneel down, facing the blue sky, and opened his hands.

"ah--"

There was hysterical joy in his shouts.

Bang!

A bullet was shot from the black airship and penetrated Old Tang's body.

"A suspected cyberpsychotic patient was found and has been killed."

On the black airship, an armed man looked at the ground with the scope on his gun.

"Call the Mobile Team Headquarters," the militant said in a suspicious tone, "Wait a minute, is this... the legendary digital life?"

In the scope, Old Tang's body flickered for a while, and then turned into spots of light all over the sky, disappearing in less than two seconds.

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Present life.
To be continued...