Chapter 534: NO.117: Buddies send you up to heaven, eh, feel moved!
NO. 117: Buddies send you up to heaven, eh, feel moved!
In the afternoon, it's Bi Ze's game time.
Unlike Aomo, Bi Ze's game choices lean toward old-style keyboard-mouse PC games, not mainstream deep-immersion games.
Because even a month ago, he was still a pure ordinary person.
He had no contact with source energy cultivation, nor had he undergone any cybernetic implantation.
This usually makes it hard to fully enjoy the fun of deep-immersion games.
In immersion games that pursue presence to the extreme, you often can't adapt to excessively fast speeds, nor can you adapt to the spatial disorientation caused by skills like 'blink'.
Insufficient adaptability creates resistance to combat, and even excessive fear of monsters—these will reduce you to someone else's game experience.
Then you lose enthusiasm for playing such games.
Admittedly, deep-immersion game types have always been abundant, and casual puzzle games are also plentiful.
Such as school romance and farming-raising types, etc., also have corresponding player groups.
Moreover, in recent years games have been striving to lower the barrier to entry to expand the player base, building in dedicated assist functions.
For example, gbn has a specially developed assist system that enhances effects simulating seed, perception, and alaya consciousness.
Such assist designs, to better compete for the player market, guarantee smooth enough enhancement so you can master those special abilities through repeated practice.
They can even develop certain brain regions to a degree.
They are probiotic games suited to the physique of Federation children. jpg
But for Bi Ze, even just the practice-adaptation stage is nothing but painful memories.
Not only can he not adapt to the increased speed and strength in the game, but after quitting he also cannot accept the change's gap, and after several attempts he keeps his distance.
Only after one day bringing up the topic with Aomo, who pointed out his wrong way of getting into it and gave correct advice on the order of games to play, did Bi Ze finally renew his interest in deep-immersion games.
Actually, if he were a bit more flexible in thinking and actively sought results in some transmigrator group forums, he could get similar tutorials.
After all, the transmigrator group in the Federation is ultimately a niche group.
That's how niche groups are: they possess a duality of unity and division.
Either the smaller the niche, the more united, with a considerable sense of collective honor.
Or the smaller the niche, the more divided, with mutual opposition and mutual criticism, as the saying goes, 'A small temple has great demonic wind, a shallow pond has many turtles.'
And when the group is niche but not especially niche, both phenomena can coexist.
Nowadays Bi Ze can also find very united, very friendly transmigrator resource forums where replies are all like 'OP is a good person', 'My Superman', 'Brother's latest masterpiece!', etc.
But subtly, this path was still given by a local.
Or rather, Aomo.
Although he is a native, he has always been a good brother very interested in the transmigrator group, and his certain 'research' on transmigrants is to the point of making even him feel creeped out.
Although knowing that before meeting me, he had taken over some work for the Dean of Education, organizing 'common knowledge popularization for transmigrant students', and for this he had specifically pondered 'common sense and non-common sense from the transmigrant perspective'.
But even websites, forums, software, and even apps labeled with transmigrator tags can be categorized and introduced; when discussing forums that only transmigrants can register for, he can also state some internal judgment criteria.
This is clearly experience from failed attempts, showing some degree of unusual obsession.
——but that's all there is to it.
Bi Ze, whose nerves are only sensitive in specific areas and otherwise are pretty thick-skinned, doesn't care about his good brother's slight abnormal performance, just as the good brother doesn't care about his weird and troublesome nonsense that seems strange to others.
Rather, it's precisely because Aomo understands the transmigrator circle to this extent that Bi Ze feels somewhat close.
——In a campus full of natives, having a guy who can catch jokes—even if he catches only seven out of ten—is already precious.
This greatly alleviates his sense of dislocation in this strange world.
A certain blond vampire once said, people live just to feel at ease.
This is exactly Bi Ze's core motivation for clinging to Aomo like gum in the first few months, not some claim that he looks like a protagonist.
But usually speaking, given Bi Ze's early transmigration morbidity rate (sudden meme-play, nicknames and titles for transmigrator celebrities like Umamusume, and frequent topic shifts under transmigrator-specific thinking), if replaced by other exam-preparing classmates, he would generally be hard to get along with.
His clinging, unwilling-to-let-go communication style only brings resistance, and even an irreparable aversion.
Since this class is wholly focused on studying for the college entrance exam, with no 'campus 80' soil, otherwise he could fully experience some classic specialties from his hometown's study-abroad place.
Only Aomo's kind of 'tolerance' and 'patience' can 'teach' him to get through that initial otherworldly adjustment period, and being able to meet Aomo is also his precious fortune.
Bi Ze obviously also understands this, so after his 'condition improves' he has continually tried to give feedback and thanks.
Although the concrete manifestation is eagerly pulling people to play games, eagerly dragging people to the cafeteria to eat—these things look easy to do, yet they are all he can manage.
Otherwise, what could he do?
Studying—he knows nothing, while Aomo is the type who can control his own scores, a top student.
Side work—he completely doesn't understand Aomo's way of working; the job skills in this other world are ultra hard to learn.
Helping chase people—does this guy really have that idea? In class, several girls are so pretty he never notices them; occasional contact in classwork or homework doesn't even make him blush, yet his resource-sharing methods are top-notch, and this kind of high-level aloofness is also something Bi Ze sees for the first time.
Covering skipping class—he's never skipped class; although he often does short-term part-time jobs, he acts like a mature time-management master, with no truancy or early leaving, as if he embraces the rules.
Quick, think of what else from student days you could help a brother with!
This guy doesn't even need help bringing lunch, because he basically never orders takeout!
So calculating……
Well, it surely can't be a friend fee, right?
I thought that once summer vacation came I'd have a chance to help my brother, and outside school he'd surely have a stage to shine—but the result was… he became a Tresen Trainer.
……How many steps did he skip?
Four years of college, one year for local exams, two years for central exams—he's not taking the usual path at all, huh?
He must have met a benefactor, right?
But no matter what, you'll surely ask me about the Umamusume training segments, right?
Back then I was at least an uncoded priestess cake hand! Now I can only be a top‑tier maiden cake hand, but I'm still an expert!
Aomo, how could I not ask you——uh, you ask me why the winner's stage Suzi isn't blessed...... uh uh uh... is the trainer supposed to consider this kind of question?
Admitting his utter defeat, Bi Ze really wanted to sing a song 'Loser', but because aliens and fake alcohol dance steps aren't compatible, for the sake of his ankle health, he could only sing 'Flash'.
Being a pumpkin head flailing arms and legs, in a sensible world, having a whimsical dream.
Then one day, waiting for the best way to express gratitude——
"Hey hey, you free? I want to ask you a bit more about horse girls."
"? Of course I'm free!"
Turning off the classic Apex Heroes on the desktop, bidding farewell to his damn solo queue where he truly dropped two Duìyou, yet in that solo flight he picked up a 10x scope and had a twist of fate, Bi Ze somewhat guiltily put away the note on the desk.
He glanced again at the packaging of two trophies not far away, one big and one small.
"Annual Hei'an Villains Top 10" fan nomination commemorative trophy.
33rd Annual Hei'an Villains Top 10 championship trophy.
The large characters stood out before his eyes, giving him a different profound realization:
Some gratitude, some gifts, are not necessarily easy to express.
End of Chapter
