Chapter 230 229. Good disciple, you two still need to practice these 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 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 salary that he can get along well with his students and not have so many troubles.

The gray duster and the brick-moving guy are the last graduate students he has taught. After these two unreliable guys graduate, Old Chen 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 real life are less likely to seek solace in the virtual world. Of course, the main reason why Lao Chentou plays so few games is because he has not caught up with the good times.

When he was as old as the 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 finding a few good guys to play Go or go fishing when I have the time?

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 Although I can use mainstream software, my thinking as a designer is still not outdated, and my students have entered the development of society.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 meditation 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 doesn't live in a luxury community, it's the first time he's 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 the number would be about 12, but it had just been less than 5 hours.

"Is the delivery place very close to here?"

Old Chen 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 mumbled and opened the box, which contained a black motorcycle helmet-like gaming hardware.

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 is also a professor, and the common sense of senior intellectuals tells him that this thing is not very reliable.

Although he specializes in the academic field 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 that there was another forum where he could go to, so he carried the helmet into the study room, opened the new computer that 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 randomly clicked on a few spamming posts of today's hot 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 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 cell 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.

The size is just right.

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 a semi-virtual feeling unique to VR equipment when the helmet is powered on.

There are only three initial icons among them.

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

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, but first felt his body and touch, and then observed his surroundings.

The field of vision sways with the movements of the eyes and head, so real that it feels like you are on your own bed.

He smelled the cold and damp smell unique to dark places, which reminded him of the basement he had 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 line of sight could he see a figure walking from the shadows.

He could hear the sound of footsteps as his shoes collided with the ground from far to near.

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 green radish 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 gaming 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, made himself a cup of tea, and then put the helmet on his head again.

This time I wasn't as careful 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.
To be continued...