My players are so fierce

Chapter 230 229. My good disciple, you still need to practice these two moves [Please vote for 410 monthly]

Professor Chen, who always calls himself Old Chen, is in his sixties. He has a kind-hearted personality and has the character of an older generation of intellectuals. It is said that he worked in several design institutes when he was young. He once had hopes of pursuing an official career but never took it. Finally, he returned to his alma mater as a tutor in the design department.

He didn't hate the job of being a teacher.

It's a pity that in a non-well-known major in a well-known university, it is difficult to get any big benefits to be honest, but perhaps it is because of the lack of oil and water that he can get along well with his students and not have so many troubles.

The gray duster and the brick mover are the last graduate students he has led. After these two unreliable people graduate, Old Chentou also plans to go home and enjoy his life.

My wife traveled to Hexi a few years ago, and our two sons have already married and started a business. Occasionally bringing my grandson back has made Lao Chentou's old life quite fulfilling.

Generally speaking, people who have lived a fulfilling life in reality are less likely to seek solace in the virtual world. Of course, the main reason why Lao Chentou plays less games is because he has not caught up with the good times.

When he was the same age as Grayman, even arcade machines were a rarity.

Therefore, when two of his students asked him to play games together, Lao Chentou refused.

On the one hand, because of years of self-discipline, I really don’t like this kind of pastime. How about having time to find a few good guys to play Go or go fishing?

On the other hand, he really felt like he couldn't keep up with the times.

The hand-drawn drawings that I am best at seem somewhat out of place in this era where everyone uses computers to work. Although I can use mainstream software, my thinking as a designer is still not outdated, and my students have entered the development of society. Yes, I would come back to see him occasionally, but that iconic two-finger Zen would occasionally make the young teachers in the department whisper.

He knows it all.

He just pretended not to know.

Being confused is a blessing.

But before he seriously refused, that is, after filling out the test application, having a meal and walking around downstairs, a courier box quietly appeared at the door of Lao Chentou's house.

This startled the old man.

Although he does not live in a luxury community, this is the first time he has seen express delivery delivered directly to his doorstep. In addition, the delivery speed is a bit too fast, right?

My own students clearly said that there would be about 12, but it had just been less than 5 hours.

"Is the delivery place very close to here?"

Old Chentou picked up the express box and entered the house, looking at it carefully.

The consignor only has a column saying "Alfa Company's "Real World" test team invites you to participate in this grand event." The contact number used below is a transfer number generated by virtual protection, which is completely untraceable.

He grunted and opened the box, revealing a black motorcycle helmet-like gaming hardware inside.

There is no protective box, no support frame, not even the cheapest plastic foam.

This is really shabby!

"Listen to them, just bring this thing up?"

After all, Old Chentou was also a professor, and the common sense of senior intellectuals told him that this thing was not very reliable.

Although he specializes in the academic field that he is good at, the academic circle is only that big. I have never heard that this kind of virtual reality technology has been implemented in recent years to the extent that it can be used to develop games.

He wouldn't dare put something on his head that didn't even have a production mark.

What to do if these three-no products suddenly explode?

He remembered that his student Xiao Du said there was a forum he could go to, so he carried the helmet into the study, opened the new computer his eldest son had given him, and logged into the forum website, where he also found the official guidance for gaming helmets. post.

After reading it for a while, I found that the functions of this thing are quite comprehensive. I exited the post and clicked on a few of today's popular posts.

He actually didn't care about the content, he just wanted to find some details to prove that it was not a prank.

It turns out that the most hotly discussed topic on the forum is about the "Jackal" eradication operation. Many people are discussing who is ranked in the standings and which team is more powerful. There are even some greedy party members who have not received the helmet. I opened the prediction post and also made a handicap.

"It doesn't feel like it's fake. Xiao Du wouldn't hire more than 300 people to make a joke for me, right?"

It took Lao Chentou more than ten minutes to collect enough information. He began to believe that this game really existed, and that he could enter this virtual reality world called "brain wave induction" through the helmet in his hand.

"Although I am not an expert in this field, is this theory not quite right? I remember that the technology related to brain wave induction does not work like this."

Professor Chen mumbled and sat on his computer chair, staring at the gaming helmet in his hand for nearly a minute before finally making up his mind.

He picked up his phone and sent a message to his good student, asking him to wait for him in the game, and then put the helmet on his head.

Hey, don't tell me, this thing seems to be customized.

Just the right size.

The inner lining made of unknown material is quite comfortable to support the scalp, and the viewing angle in front of the head turns into the unique semi-virtual feeling of VR equipment when the power of the helmet is turned on.

There are only three initial icons.

A forum entrance, a built-in browser, and the last one is the icon of "Real Alien".

The icon was very delicately made, like a miniature print, depicting a city under the stars. When Old Chentou saw this minimalist design with a strong sense of technology, most of his worries were relieved.

His grandson has a VR device and he has also played with it, and the operations are basically the same.

"It does seem like there is something."

The old professor adjusted his chair to a comfortable position, then reached out and clicked on the game icon.

The next moment, a ball of light flickered in front of his eyes. It was not dazzling but very soft. The light rendered the entire field of vision and then turned into a dark swaying nebula. Then, under the starry sky, there was a slight feeling of weightlessness.

It's like the spirit is entering a container.

The last thing Old Chen Tou saw was the sky full of stars.

Then, he opened his eyes.

Perhaps due to the special habits of the elderly, he did not get up immediately. Instead, he first felt his body and touch, and then looked around.

The field of vision swayed together with the movement of the eyes and head, so real that it seemed as if he was on his own bed.

He smelled the cold and damp smell unique to dark places, which reminded him of the basement he rented for a while when he first started working in his youth. That was a memory from a long time ago.

Um?

wrong!

My mind seemed to be much clearer all of a sudden, and I no longer had the fatigue caused by age in the past. Even my body seemed to be back to the time it was in its prime.

This is not an illusion.

Lao Chen stood up from the stone platform where he was lying for the first time. He could feel the power called "youth" contained in his new body.

It seems that I have suddenly returned to my peak period in my twenties!

Then, he looked forward, and the environment of the midnight secret room came into view.

The light from the gas lamp overhead cast shadows on the pillars and the ground. There were stands around but no one was there. Only at the end of his sight could he see a figure walking from the shadows.

He could hear the sound of footsteps coming closer and closer as his shoes collided with the ground.

The man's cloak was still swaying behind him, and his shadow cast an ominous reflection on the ground. It seemed that you could feel an incongruity just by looking directly at him.

"My warrior."

As soon as Murphy's magnetic voice in the darkness started speaking, the old professor suddenly took a step back.

So true!

Old Chentou heard the sound.

But he suddenly felt a kind of panic from the bottom of his heart. Did he really come to another world?

This doesn't feel like playing a game at all!

Damn it!

I still have my family over there.

Driven by this sudden emotion, Professor Chen sat up from the computer chair and took off the game helmet from his head with both hands. He panted and looked at the familiar study room in front of him, as well as the shining light. The computer screen and the bookshelf behind are filled with various professional books.

The author of four or five of them is himself.

There is a pot of pothos placed on the edge of the desk.

It is said that this thing can reduce the radiation caused by computers. Well, the professor knows that is impossible, but the elderly want some psychological comfort.

"this thing"

He sat on the computer chair, holding the game helmet in his arms. After taking a deep breath, he shook his head and said:

"It's incredible. No wonder those two young men are so obsessed with it. Even I, an old man, almost lost my grip on it."

He calmed down and got up to make himself a cup of tea, then put the helmet on his head again.

This time I wasn't as cautious as before.

However, a prompt popped up in front of him, because he was too excited and triggered a forced disconnection. He needed to wait fifteen minutes before he could go online again. The helmet's built-in AI suggested that he activate the helmet's physiological monitoring first.

Before Mr. Chen could figure out where the switch was, his cell phone rang, and after it was connected, the breathless voice of the chosen one came from the other end:

"Old Chentou, are you okay? Brother Fa just sent me a message, saying that Alpha Company's tester protection team detected that your mood swings were very violent and triggered a security alarm. After he asked me to confirm your physical condition, Send him a message back.

I'm wondering if you haven't had a heart attack before?

Do you want me and Brother Sun to go there now? "

"It's okay, it's okay, I was just scared."

When the old professor heard that Alpha Company actually had a testing team to monitor players' mental status in real time, he felt even more relieved.

He chuckled and said:

"This game is so real. You know, I feel like I have really gone to another world. I also thought that the 'underworld-style' aesthetic style of the vampires is quite unique."

"You can still make such a hell joke, it seems you are fine."

The gray man was also relieved, and he hung up the phone only after confirming that Professor Chen was fine.

"It was almost a joke."

Old Chentou himself was also amused.

He shook his head and clicked on the operating guide of the gaming helmet again on the forum. He opened the built-in physiological monitoring program and logged in again smoothly.

It's the same process just now, the same mental connection, the same opening of eyes again.

But this time, Old Chentou was no longer afraid.

He can leave this game world at any time.

As long as the logout function is still there and as long as you can return to the real world at any time, isn't this a too real game?

——

In the midnight secret room, Murphy was also startled.

He knew that Professor Chen was coming to Transia, and he planned to greet him in person to express his respect for senior intellectuals and professionals. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, Professor Chen's body turned into a ball of light and disappeared in front of him.

ha?

Are you so scary in the eyes of Old Chen?

Did he scare him off the line directly?

Not that much.

Logically speaking, a vampire as beautiful as myself should kill both men and women.

After waiting for several minutes, Murphy felt that Old Chentou was reconnecting, so he used the summoning technique again, using the same spiritual energy to simulate the process of physical projection, and then Old Chentou climbed up from the stone platform with vigorous movements. .

"Hello, my warrior."

Murphy made his expression softer this time, and extended his hand to Professor Chen, whose game ID was "Construction Site Old Man", full of affinity. He said:

"My two architects recommended you to me. They praised you as a first-class architect in this world. My territory and I welcome your arrival. Your wisdom and knowledge will surely make Transia a great place." Moved."

"Ah, you are so flattering."

Professor Chen felt that the NPC in front of him was really good at talking, and his manners were really elegant, and his face was handsome enough. It would be very reassuring if his grandson would grow up like this in the future.

However, when the fingers came into contact, the unique coldness of the vampire's skin made Lao Chentou shrink his fingers subconsciously.

He felt as if he were touching a piece of ice.

Only then did he see the blood shining in the depths of Murphy's eyes and his too-white to pale skin.

"Are you a vampire?"

"Well, for an atheist, it's really hard for you to understand a creature like me, but I'm sure you'll soon realize that I'm not like other vampires."

Murphy smiled and replied:

"Your students are already waiting for you outside the chamber."

"Swish, swish, swish"

Just as Murphy was speaking, the six-man Meow Meow Brother group who had died unexpectedly before was also resurrected at this time. As soon as they came online, they got up and rushed out of the secret room.

They should quickly go to the administrative office to report their "Big Bird Rotation" group and then participate in the elimination of the jackals.

They are already so far behind.

"Hey! There's a new person here!"

The little hand with the sharpest eyes looked back and exclaimed:

"Why are you still an old man? Damn it, this testing team treats us young adults as laborers, doesn't it even let the old man go?"

"ah?"

Brother Meow Meow, who was running in front, suddenly braked when he heard this. He used his black iron body's super dexterity and smooth turns to make big jumps. He spun around in the air coquettishly and accurately and landed steadily. He came to the side of Lao Chentou.

The cunning social man stretched out his hand with a smile and said to the old man:

"You are Professor Chen, the tutor of the Gray Man, right? Hey, that guy said on the forum before that he wanted to invite you to come to Transia to guide the work! Oh my, we young people are not reliable in what we do, and we need you to be so experienced. The seniors are here to help us check things out, it’s really a shame to trouble you.”

These words directly aroused the amusement of Old Chentou.

He winked and said:

"Young man, you often work as a receptionist, right? You are really good at saying one thing after another. My two students are also thanked by you for taking care of them."

"Hehe, let's support each other. Well, you should be busy first. We have other things to do. I will visit you another day when I have time. I still have a few boxes of good tea.

Don’t worry, Mr. Murphy!

We will definitely eradicate those damn gnolls and protect the order of Transia! "

Brother Miao Miao quickly left and ran out with his brothers.

Murphy also gave Lao Chen a few words as an NPC, suggesting that he become an administrator in the territory, and then turned around and left the Midnight Secret Room.

Old Chen walked around feeling the feeling of being young again, and left the midnight secret room with a smile on his face. As a result, he immediately saw his two students waiting outside the door.

"Teacher, you are here! Come and take a look at our plan."

The dustman stepped forward and unfolded the drawings to show to his mentor. Old Chen was not polite and took it over for a glance, then said in a strange tone:

"This painting is okay, but there is a very important question. Have you done any Feng Shui calculations before painting?"

"What? We're already in the game and we're still talking about that?"

"Nonsense, there are even feudal superstitions like vampires here. In reality, the importance of feng shui, which only seeks peace of mind, is self-evident. Who knows what other gods and ghosts there are here?

You two!

They also talk about applying what they have learned, but as a result, they don’t even understand the words “combine it with reality.” Materialism does not ask you to deny these things, but allows you to accept them and make necessary modifications according to the actual situation.

Take it back and draw it again. Before you start writing, ask the local master to calculate the fortune and bad luck according to their way.

This is a new city!

I saw on the post that this city had just suffered a disaster, and there were still some evil spirits that hadn't been cleaned up, so we couldn't be careless in this regard. "