Black Tech Internet Cafe System

It was already afternoon, and the first batch of players got off the plane one after another. Fang Qicai was just considering whether to go up to play by himself, when he suddenly heard a burst of exclamation: "Hi! Zixin! There is a seat!"

Immediately afterwards, Fang Qi only saw two figures, one blue and one purple, passing by in front of him.

"Boss, let us catch up this time!" Shen Qingqing said with a giggle.

Fang Qi saw that there was no place left!

"Ah... you guys are not!" Fang Qi was stunned.

"Boss! Do you really want to play?" Shen Qingqing, who took the seat, smiled like a little fox, "Give us a few more hours to play, and I'll let you play first, okay?"

"...How dare you threaten me?" Fang Qi said angrily, "Believe it or not, I will close the door and play for a day by myself!"

Shen Qingqing was like an old hen protecting her calf, she hurriedly protected her computer: "How dare you!"

In order to "protect" her computer, Shen Qingqing quickly opened the game and shouted: "I have already started playing! If you close the door again, you will be breaking your promise!"

Seeing her nervous expression, Fang Qi suddenly laughed a lot. Good business is rewarded by the system. Naturally, it is impossible for him to do this kind of thing, just to frighten her.

There is also a grand teacher's chair in his room, which was left over from before, so he simply moved it here, and lay down on it and closed his eyes to rest.

Originally, Fang Qi thought that only warriors would come here to play Resident Evil, or if he was lucky, he could meet monks.

At this moment, a young man in a black satin robe, not tall, about thirty years old, with a mustache walked in.

Judging from his clothes, this young man looks neither like a warrior nor like a monk.

On the contrary, he has a handsome appearance, sharp edges and corners, and slightly raised eyebrows, which makes one feel at first sight: this is a quite confident person.

There were two people behind him, and judging from their behavior, they were definitely not ordinary people, but they all deliberately lagged behind the young man with a mustache.

"Is this the miraculous little shop those martial artists said?" He frowned, as if he was a little disappointed. Although the layout of the shop looked simple and grand, the shop was indeed a bit small.

"Boss!" His voice was deep and magnetic.

"Yes!" Fang Qi pointed to the small blackboard, "You can read it before asking questions."

The young man with the mustache took a look, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "It's interesting."

He came at a good time, which happened to be the peak time for getting off the plane.

He found a seat and sat down: "What's next?"

Fang Qi skillfully opened the Resident Evil and gave him some basic operations.

After entering the game, the young man with a mustache obviously brightened his eyes, obviously feeling very novel about such a game world.

He seemed to know how to deal with the zombies, so after encountering the first zombie, he didn't panic, but stabbed the zombie in the head calmly.

Although he didn't look like a warrior or a monk, he was not without rules when he actually fought, and he was even a little neater than a young warrior like Song Qingfeng.

In the case of not using martial qi, the only thing a warrior can rely on is fighting skills.

However, warriors in this world usually focus on martial arts and do not pay attention to combat skills.

Coupled with the incompatibility and fear at the beginning, ordinary warriors will be a little flustered when dealing with zombies when they first play.

But obviously, this young man with a mustache did not experience such a situation at all.

"Is this a game?" Although his tone became calmer and his emotions were well concealed, there was still a trace of shock that could not be concealed.

As he continued to explore the world of "Resident Evil 1", at this time he understood a little bit about "biochemical zombies", "an epic story" and "various confusing mysteries". What kind of thing is it!

The game is like this, there will always be players who complete epic feats, end the mission of the protagonist, and complete the whole story, leaving behind full or beautiful or regretful memories, and there will always be new players joining in, continuing to play in this game. Explore the decryption in the world and continue to feel its charm.

Resident Evil is undoubtedly a very good story. Unlike the eager clearance atmosphere in Internet cafes, the young man with a mustache who has just integrated into this story is full of enthusiasm for everything unknown.

"This is a game that only smart people can pass!" He admired the ingeniously designed puzzles in the mansion.

"Unbelievable!" He was appreciating every detail of the game as if he were admiring a work of art, "It's just a game that contains so many contents such as architectural design, mechanism design, and puzzle design, not only that. , These weapons also seem so reasonable, and even more exquisite in structure than the magic weapons made by many master craftsmen! The whole game is full of master-level works!"

Yunshan Tavern.

"Old Liang, you are the one who has played Resident Evil the longest and has the oldest qualifications. Can you tell us how you lived in the corridor with many paintings?" Across the table was a man in a black suit. Warrior, that is, the former Hei Da.

Originally, the two parties had only met face to face, and they were not considered acquaintances, and even had some small frictions and grievances in private, but this time, they all gathered together.

It's really not for anything else, it's just because after playing Resident Evil, I feel that I have no common topics with other people.

Liang Shidao: "Are you talking about the gallery? It's actually not that difficult. The order of the paintings is babies, children, teenagers..."

Hei Da poured himself a bowl of wine, and slammed it down his throat: "I, Hei Da, have never seen a room with so many traps in my life. If it wasn't for the game, who the hell would come out here? I wrote him a hundred words of service! And those zombies, I don’t know how they came here! They can also be contagious, if they encounter such things in reality... it’s scary to think about it!”

"If those evil monks can refine this kind of thing, I'm afraid our Jiuhua City will be gone!" Wu Shan talked about this, with some lingering fears, "When you see blood, you will be infected, and gradually become their killing tool. There is no solution outside! This kind of thing is even more terrifying than the plague! Fortunately, it only appeared in the game."

"..."

Strange conversations like this gradually attracted more and more people's attention. I saw a few people at the next table, a warrior wearing a plain blue-gray robe and carrying an iron sword on his back. He didn't shy away from talking about it, and asked strangely: "What are the brothers talking about? Could it be that something important has happened in Jiuhua City these days?"

Several people turned their heads to look, and saw that many people turned their ears, as if they were afraid of missing any useful information.

Liang Shi had a generous personality, he laughed and didn't shy away from it: "We are discussing a small shop called 'Origin Network Club' in Dongcheng District."

"A world of virtual reality?"

"A story like an epic?"

"There are all kinds of monsters that have come back from the dead?"

"What are you talking about?" Everyone was confused, and the warrior with the iron sword on his back looked at them in a daze, "Why do we feel that the more we listen, the less we understand?"

"Although I don't understand, but it feels so powerful..."

Liang Shi said with a smile: "I'm just talking nonsense here, I really can't explain clearly, why don't I take some of you to have a look?"

"Then there will be Brother Lao Liang!"

"This is the small shop?" The warrior in gray clothes with an iron sword on his back was named Fu Jianghe, and he seemed to have come to Jiuhua only recently.

"Cut! What good things can such a small shop have?" A square-faced man in brown leather armor named Li Kuan spoke. He saw that the place was quite remote and the store was not big. His expression immediately turned into disappointment and contempt, "Did Liang Shi and the others exaggerate?"

"Brother Li is right. I heard them talk about it before. I thought it was a strange place, but I didn't expect it to be just a remote shop." A thin man echoed, "Although we can trust you, Liang Shi. Character, but this kind of small shop...is really...not worthy of the name, right?"

"It's really not worthy of the name!"

"Isn't it blowing too much?"

"Hehe, there are quite a lot of people!" After entering the door, I realized that there are really many people in this small shop.

But when they saw the price on the small blackboard, their faces changed immediately.

"According to this calculation, don't you need 7 spirit crystals at once?" Fu Jianghe said immediately, "This is not a black shop, is it?! Who is the boss?"

Li Kuan also looked at Liang Shi with displeasure: "Brother Liang, what is the meaning of this? If you are joking with us, this is not funny!"

Liang Shi said calmly: "You don't have to be like this. Are you joking with you? You can tell once you try it. You might as well think about it. Although there are indeed a lot of spirit crystals, do I just use a few spirit crystals for this?" monkey play?"

When a few people think about it, it seems to be the same reason.

Li Kuan patted a boy playing games next to him, it was Lin Shao.

"My friend, please excuse me, this thing costs 7 spirit crystals if you try it, are you willing?"