Chapter 7: Red-faced Shen Qinghan: Garbage game!!!

Shen Qinghan didn't take this kind of old-fashioned shooting game to heart.

Although she didn't play games much, she had played competitive games for a while in college, and she could even win the college league championship in super-difficult mech combat.

This kind of primitive shooting game naturally didn't count for anything.

As the landing craft shook, as if the bottom had hit something.

In the state of virtual sensory, Shen Qinghan stumbled and almost fell. At this time, a voice sounded in her ears:

"Everyone! Split into two columns, avoid the shell craters!"

"Prepare to land!"

"May the Lord protect you!"

There was no time to think about who the Lord was and why they had to protect them.

Clang—

The baffle in front of the landing craft had already fallen.

Shen Qinghan looked up and saw the NPCs in front of her about to charge toward the beach.

Suddenly, a roar of machine guns sounded.

Shen Qinghan hadn't fully stood up straight when she saw the NPCs in front of her being beaten into broken limbs and pieces by the powerful machine gun fire, blood and flesh splashing from the front.

Splashing warm blood all over Shen Qinghan.

The touch and temperature, almost the same as in reality, made people shudder. Shen Qinghan was stunned.

Completely unable to think.

Bang!

Her chest suffered a heavy blow, and before the severe pain could spread.

Bang bang bang bang!

Blood flowers bloomed all over Shen Qinghan's body. The thoughts in her mind had no effect; she couldn't move in time, and a series of machine gun bullets hit her.

With a thud, she collapsed.

Lying on the deck.

Shen Qinghan's brain was blank.

Not dead?

This thought flashed through her mind, Shen Qinghan wanted to get up, but found she couldn't control her body, the colors of the world in her eyes grew weaker, until she fell into darkness...

Then Shen Qinghan's perspective lit up again, but it became a God's-eye view, watching the charge below.

Watching the soldiers on the landing craft below being wiped out by the beach defenders.

A game-over box appeared before her eyes.

Shen Qinghan returned to the desktop and gritted her teeth.

She clicked on "World War II: Rise of the Empire" again.

It was really too embarrassing just now.

Fortunately, no one saw it.

She hadn't even rushed off the landing craft before being beaten to death.

No wonder they had to split into two columns.

Standing in one piece was a living target.

How did Zhao Ming come up with such a perverted game?

And...

Why was there only one chance, and why did she have to wait so long after dying? Could such a long respawn mechanism keep people?

Shen Qinghan, who didn't believe in evil, appeared on the landing craft again.

The game started.

Half a day later.

Inside Zhao Ming's office.

Time was approaching noon, Shen Qinghan was wearing a virtual helmet, sitting on the sofa and playing for a whole morning.

Zhao Ming estimated that she must have died dozens of times.

Playing after dying dozens of times, it seems his design is very successful, even Shen Qinghan is addicted to it.

Just thinking.

Shen Qinghan on the sofa moved, raised her hand to pick up the virtual helmet on her head, and threw it hard on the ground:

"Zhao Ming!!!"

So angry!

Played more than forty times, and didn't survive for three minutes even once!

There were even two times when she fell into the sea and couldn't swim up and drowned! It's absurd!!!

What kind of crappy difficulty is this!

Shen Qinghan gritted her teeth and glared at Zhao Ming at the desk.

Zhao Ming coughed:

"What's wrong, Senior."

Shen Qinghan gritted her teeth:

"What kind of crappy game is this!"

"Does this game have a clearance option?! Huh?!!!"

"I died more than forty times!!!"

"This game is impossible to land successfully at all!"

Zhao Ming coughed twice:

"But Senior, you played for a whole morning, doesn't that explain the success of this game?"

Shen Qinghan was so angry she choked:

"I was..."

She wasn't convinced, so she started the game again and again:

"This is different."

Zhao Ming smiled and said:

"Where is it different."

"Actually, it's just not convinced, right? Not only you think so, but other players will definitely think so after playing."

"Everyone thinks so, won't this game become popular?"

Listening to Zhao Ming's sophistry, Shen Qinghan's head throbbed, buzzing, but she couldn't say anything to refute, so she could only say:

"Even if this method is correct."

"Is the game difficulty too high?"

"And why can't you respawn after death, you have to wait until the game is over?"

"And bullets hitting the body affect movement."

"These..."

Zhao Ming said:

"These are all very reasonable, aren't they?"

Shen Qinghan gritted her teeth and said:

"Where is it reasonable?"

"With such settings, the game experience is too poor."

"There will definitely be players protesting."

No respawn times, and body injuries affecting movement.

It's hard to imagine this is a shooting game.

Shouldn't this kind of real-time feedback be that kind of large-scale survival game?

In this kind of shooting game combat, body injuries affecting movement is simply fatal.

Zhao Ming shook his head and said:

"No, this is the most realistic and reasonable."

"This 'Why Game' doesn't have any data panel or death count."

"Because in reality, you only have one life."

"There is no setting in other games where you can respawn at will after death."

"This is to let players value life."

"And many people will fantasize that once war comes, how they will command thousands of troops on the battlefield, show off their power, and beat the enemy to pieces."

Shen Qinghan's face flushed.

Why does it feel like he's talking about her...

It's true, before she died for the first time, she was studying how to land on the beach, from which direction to take down the enemy's firepower points, but... she died more than forty times and still hadn't rushed onto the beach.

Those thoughts were all in vain.

Now that she thinks about it, those thoughts were really ridiculous.

And Zhao Ming didn't notice Shen Qinghan's expression and continued:

"But reality is often skinny."

"Most people can only be cannon fodder."

"Just like the kind on the landing craft."

"It's to let players experience this cruelty, recognize reality, and know that they are just cannon fodder."

"In this way."

"Who would still look forward to war."

"Doesn't this achieve the purpose of anti-war."

"It fits the core requirements of the 'Anti-War Competition' very well."

Shen Qinghan's brows furrowed slightly, and she couldn't refute it. She thought for a moment and said:

"Then the pain and movement in the game, should they be adjusted?"

"It's not easy to land on the beach in a complete state, if you break your hands and feet, you're basically waiting to die."

Zhao Ming shrugged and said:

"You only have one life, and you only have one pair of hands and feet."

"This virtual helmet scans the player's body data to generate the body."

"To give players a better experience."

"I even specifically enhanced it on the basis of scanning."

"Whether it's speed or strength, the character you control in the game is 1.2 times your real body."

"In other words."

"If a war really breaks out."

"Being cannon fodder in the game is no different from being cannon fodder in reality."

"I am the one who is truly thinking for the players, using my heart to make games~" ===== CHAPTER 8 =====