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Chapter 4 The Tearing Old Tang
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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 out the wrinkles of the game image, "It's done very meticulously, and it looks like a masterpiece. However, with only such a small capacity, did the producer only do the pinching part?"

He looked down to the right, and the number marked Change Limit, changed from 20% to 15%.

"The restrictions are quite large, so the fun is much less." Old Tang commented.

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

After hearing Old Tang's words, he closed his eyes.

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

When a person in the cyberpunk world walks out the door and finds that the outside is full of deformed species with four or five hands, or simply walking with arms and feet in their mouths, his first reaction must not be that the world has changed .

But he went crazy.

To be honest, normal people who are not sick will be scared out of illness.

Yao Luo knew very well that there was no lower limit for the players to perform.

In the pure white space, Old Tang squeezed himself into a young man as much as possible, and then clicked [Enter Game].

"Okay," he thought, "then the announcement that the producer has insufficient funds will pop up, and then crowdfund rich people, or recruit investors to invest money in the game."

The pure white space gradually shattered.

Loading game...

Initial location: Meizi Street public toilet
"What, toilet? Producer, you are insane—"

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

……

heartbeat.

Bang bang.

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

"This is where?"

He heard something, and looked at the squatting pit that was not much different from the reality. There was a strange mechanical voice: "Please insert coins or swipe cards, please insert coins or swipe cards! Please use this product when you go to the toilet. I will give you the best." The experience! The glory of the giant spirit, the ultimate quality!"

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

Old Tang's mood was quite broken.

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

This touch is quite real.

"Could it be that--"

He stared wide-eyed and felt around the wall of the whole bathroom.

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

For 25 years, since he realized the fun of virtual reality games when he was a child, he has been waiting for a technological breakthrough.

For his dream, he became a virtual game reviewer.

The history of the entire virtual reality game has passed 50 years, and now, the development is getting slower and slower, almost stagnant.

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

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

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

He leaned his forehead against the pristine white tiles of the toilet before banging his head hard against the wall.

The pain is much lighter than the real pain, but it is right to feel the pain.

Even if the creators only make a public toilet, this game will be a milestone in virtual reality gaming!
Old Tang firmly believed.

"Who is this?"

A corporate guy in a suit and tie walks into the toilet and sees a psycho with his head banging against the wall.

He ran out in a hurry: "How can there be cyber mental patients here!"

bright light.

It is sunshine.

Old Tang turned his head.

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

The sun was shining outside.

"So there's more than one toilet?"

Old Tang's footsteps are flimsy, like a baby walking.

He stumbled into the sunlight outside.

The sun is too bright.

When he sees everything around him clearly, he feels that the world is in front of his eyes.

The company people hurriedly boarded the sightseeing airship and knocked off a leaf on the roadside landscape tree.

The leaf was blown away by the vortex duct of the airship, flying over the indifferent crowd, over the tall buildings overlooking all living beings, over the screaming vending machines, over the poor people kicking their legs in the garbage can, and flew to the In front of Old Tang's eyes.

He held the leaves with both hands as if on a pilgrimage.

boom!
A shot was fired, and the crowd ran away screaming.

Only half of the head remained, but the strange man whose head was cut out of unknown metal laughed wildly and shot into the sky.

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

"The cyberpsychopath has been subdued. The mobile team requests to return."

Old Tang heard the militant speaking into the air.

Soon, they boarded the airship together with the eccentric who didn't know how to live or die, and drove away.

Everything is so real.

Old Tang was already in tears.

This is true 100% authenticity, as stated in the game's synopsis.

If he could not call out the game interface, he would think that he had traveled to this world.

Old Tang couldn't help but knelt down, facing the blue sky, with his hands outstretched.

"what--"

There was hysterical joy in his shout.

boom!
A bullet shot down from the black airship, piercing Old Tang's body.

"A suspected cyberpsychopath was found and killed."

Aboard a black airship, a militant watches the ground with the scope on his gun.

"Call the mobile team headquarters," the militant's tone became suspicious, "Wait, this is... the legendary digital life?"

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

……

the present.

The game warehouse in the evaluation area of ​​the game platform company.

A wrinkled young man crawled out of the game cabin.

"It's time to get off work, Old Tang," his colleague picked up his bag, "don't work so hard, don't make your body too tired."

"I have witnessed miracles."

"what?"

"I have witnessed miracles."

Old Tang laughed and cried.

"Old Tang," his colleague put down his bag, "Are you okay? Is it some kind of extremely psychological horror submission game?"

"Come and try."

After half an hour.

The two game reviewers were so excited that they called everyone in the company regardless of the time.

Their dream has come true!

"Contact the producer of this game immediately! Forget it, I'll call now," the boss of the game platform pressed the phone number, "No matter what the price is, we must let this game be released first on our platform!"

……

Cyberpunk world.

Yao Luo couldn't figure out why the first few players he pulled over looked like critically ill patients in a mental hospital.

They kissed the walls of public toilets, gazed at the homeless man on the street corner with affectionate eyes, touched every crevice tenderly, and then crawled on the ground like maggots.

Drip!

The phone that Yao Luo imitated with divine power rang.

"Crooked? Yes. It's okay, it's a good deal, I'm eight and you two? I agree. Mmmm. Goodbye."

He hangs up.

The boss of the game platform is almost selling himself to Yao Luo, just for the right to start this "game".

Crazy push advertisements, sparking sparks in Blue Star like they don't want money.

(End of this chapter)