In order to ascend, I had no choice but to play games

Chapter 23 This game...is wrong

Lao Wang said that the game is a bit annoying recently.

He obviously dug out the treasure game "Princess Dungeon" first, but he didn't get much bonus.

It can't be said that he didn't eat it, but he ordered food, and the other unlucky Ouhuang technology madmen ate a lot, but he didn't get anything in the later stage, and he didn't even get much fans.

Watching them make money is really more uncomfortable than losing money yourself.

Even though I came first, why didn't I get the most cakes?

Although I am still in the first echelon of the anchor industry, but the longer I stay in this industry, the more I feel like walking on thin ice.

Except for very few people, there are very few anchors who can live beyond three years.

Most anchors will eventually degenerate into the living area, "Don't Smile Challenge", "Cengfan Challenge" and "Reading Comments" come to the wave, and then they can just take a wave of bad money and retire gloriously.

But as an ideal game up master, Lao Wang said that the game thinks it can't be like this.

"No, what's the best job for the rest of the job?"

At this moment, it was almost 8 o'clock in the evening.

This time was his agreed live broadcast time, but he couldn't think of what to broadcast live today, so he could only use his traditional artistic skills, Transfiguration.

Today, Sajia is the ace pigeon, the master pigeon!

Just as he was about to post today's update, he found that his text message on the site lit up.

Living Immortal: "Are you there? I just made an educational game recently, which is to promote traditional culture and populism. Can you help me to test it out?"

At eight o'clock in the evening, new games, unfamiliar fans.

The integration of various conditions made Lao Wang say that the game has a premonition of element awareness.

Usually I do the whole work by myself, it seems that today someone wants to make himself a living.

But that's fine too.

Recently, I am too addicted to "Princess Dungeon", and I haven't complained about bad games for a long time.

So today, I can just make a new game, adjust the rhythm, and let the fans feel a little fresh.

So, he immediately replied: "Yes, please send it. But I ask in advance, can I use your game to broadcast live?"

"Can."

"You should understand my style. There may be some offensive language during my live broadcast. Can you accept it?"

"no problem."

Although Lao Wang's words are relatively aggressive when live broadcasting or posting videos, he is actually pretty good.

Before complaining about a small game sent by someone else, he would first communicate with the creator of the game to confirm that the other party is not particularly glass-hearted, and then he would start.

Subsequently, more than 600 MB of the game was sent over.

Looking at the size of this game, Lao Wang thought of Fangcheng's game for no reason, and couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, people and people can't be generalized. Fangcheng is so small, how did he do it?"

While waiting for the game to download, Pharaoh set up the live broadcast equipment and connected the heart rate monitor to himself.

He already had a premonition that this thing might be a horror game, after all, who would play a healing game at night?

The heart rate monitor is a better tool, and the audience just like to see him with a tachycardia, dry mouth, and screaming.

But who is Lao Wang?

That's the character that female ghosts would glance under their skirts when passing by.

Sadako is his dream lover, and the nurse sister in Silent Hill is his peerless idol.

Fear? nonexistent.

Seeing that the time is almost up. Lao Wang put his live broadcast and the game screen on the same screen, and then started today's live broadcast.

As soon as the live broadcast room was opened, a group of hardcore fans rushed in.

"Old Wang, it's time to deliver food again."

"What are you going to cook today? Come into my mouth first, show me four dishes and one soup."

"Old Wang, listen to my brother's persuasion, your job is not to be an anchor, but to cook."

"My takeaway has arrived, white rice mixed with white rice, just waiting for Lao Wang to deliver the food to me."

"Get out!" Old Wang said angrily, "Sajia is also a former gamer and professional player, okay?"

"Yes, yes, professional players fighting landlords. The classic operation of 4, 2, and 2 kings can only be played by a professional like you."

The audience burst into laughter, and the live broadcast room was filled with joy.

Lao Wang was too lazy to get to know this group of people.

After opening the game, he said to everyone: "Today, let's complain about a game, a new game made by a friend of mine."

"Is this friend of yours yourself?"

Ignoring the speeches of these troublemakers, Lao Wang continued: "I just got this game. The name is: 'Promoting traditional culture starts with me'..."

After being silent for a while, Old Wang said helplessly: "No, what kind of game name is this! Who did you learn the naming method of this game from? Do you think you are Fangcheng?"

After taking a breath, Old Wang continued: "Okay, okay, let's not complain about the name, let's enter the game. The game screen...is pretty good! I guess it was modified with which game mod?"

In order to better suit the dream world, Fang Cheng specially changed a fairy art filter, which made the game screen illusory and dreamy.

Entering the game, Old Wang didn't see the novice guide, and appeared directly in a narrow room.

The game is a first-person perspective, and the protagonist's hands and feet cannot be seen, and even the shadow cannot be seen.

Looking around, Lao Wang found that the graphics of the game are very exquisite, and the feeling of the 1980s and 1990s came to him.

The old electric fan is spinning overhead, the green refrigerator is humming, the rough concrete floor is full of potholes, and there are even quotes from great men on the walls.

All of this brings Lao Wang Shuo back to the 1980s in an instant.

"The details are amazing." Old Wang couldn't help but said, "But it's still a common problem for newcomers, and there is no guidance for beginners."

As soon as Lao Wang finished his homework, he heard a "squeak", which made him frowned, feeling that something was about to come out.

The door of the bedroom was pushed open, and a benevolent old man appeared at the door: "Son, grandpa is going out for a while, so you can play around at home and come back to eat when the time is up. But remember, no matter who talks to you , you don’t even need to answer. You can’t eat food from outside, only food from home.”

"Don't look in the mirror, don't play with water, don't touch sharp things. And grandpa's room, don't go in anyway, understand?"

The old man had a kind face and kind eyes, and his tone of voice was very gentle.

But for some reason, Lao Wang always had an indescribably weird feeling when he saw the other party.

It's like seeing someone in a dream, who is very familiar, but can't remember who he is.

Before Lao Wang could figure it out, the other party had already closed the door, and the sound of footsteps left slowly.

After thinking for a while, Lao Wang walked towards the door, and then walked out so quietly.

Outside the door is the living room at home. There is a room opposite the living room. There is a lock on the room. It seems that it is Grandpa's room.

Obviously everything was very ordinary, and even had a warm feeling, but Old Wang just felt something was wrong.

This strangeness seemed to come from some kind of instinct, which made him unable to stop thinking, and the more he thought, the more terrifying he became.

Finally, someone in the live broadcast room spoke: "Did you notice that when Lao Wang left the room just now, the door didn't ring?"

The feeling of terrified thought struck, making Pharaoh shudder.

This game... is not right!