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Chapter 1 The Playing Game of Life(1/2)

Chapter 1 Life Playing Game

Author: Qingshan Chuzui

Chapter 1 Life Playing Game

Xing Road Internet Cafe, Jinghai University North Road, Jinghai City, Linjiang Province.

Lu Zhixing woke up from his drowsy sleep and felt his arms were sore and numb.

Then, he heard the sounds of keyboards and mice coming from around him, occasionally mixed with a few knocks on the table.

"Damn, do you know how to play when you get killed three-on-one?"

"Did you see what a show I was doing just now?"

Lu Zhixing rubbed his painful temples, opened his sleepy eyes and looked around, he was stunned.

what's the situation?

This is the lobby of an Internet cafe. The occupancy rate is not high, only 30 to 40%. The customers are mainly young people, most of whom play games. There are also a few people who are watching TV dramas. The atmosphere of the Internet cafe is not bad.

Lu Zhixing seemed to have fallen asleep on a machine in the corner of the Internet cafe.

"How could you...have worked overtime to hallucinate?"

Lu Zhixing subconsciously touched his phone, only to find that the latest folding screen he had just spent a month's salary on had disappeared, replaced by a rather ordinary-looking student phone.

The cheap plastic frame and the screen-to-body ratio that lag behind the times show that even in its original world, this phone was only a thousand-yuan phone.

Those with high emotional intelligence are called youth version, while those with low emotional intelligence are called electronic waste.

When Lu Zhixing turned on the front camera of his camera and saw a somewhat unfamiliar handsome face, his mood changed from confused to shocked.

Damn, I traveled through time...

A massive amount of memories poured into his mind like a violent storm, accompanied by a large number of complex emotions of the original owner, instantly drowning all his thoughts.

Lu Zhixing, 18 years old, is a freshman majoring in game design at Jinghai University.

His parents died young, and he and his brother Lu Mingyuan depended on each other.

In order to make a living, Lu Mingyuan changed many professions, running a street vendor, working as a waiter, and delivering food. Until three years ago, he bought this Internet cafe with the hard-earned capital. The lives of the two brothers

It's finally getting better.

Lu Zhixing was finally able to study seriously without any worries and successfully passed the Game Design major at Jinghai University.

But not long after the two brothers' lives had turned around, they encountered another crisis.

There was a problem in the operation of the Internet cafe, and the attendance rate dropped sharply. Although his brother Lu Mingyuan tried his best to appear calm and relaxed, secretly he was often so anxious that he couldn't sleep all night long, and his hairline had moved back by an unknown amount.

Just as Lu Zhixing was thinking about it, he saw Lu Mingyuan walking over with a briefcase under his arm, as if he was about to go out.

"Zhixing, I have an appointment with several promotion managers from game companies tonight. I may not be back until very late. Remember to eat on time."

Although Lu Mingyuan's appearance is somewhat similar to Lu Zhixing's, many people don't think they are brothers at first sight.

This is because Lu Mingyuan's premature exposure to life pressure caused his hairline to recede, wrinkles to increase, and his figure to be out of shape, which resulted in a relatively large difference in temperament between the two brothers.

"You don't have to worry about money. I'm already thinking of a way. You should do your studies well as before, graduate smoothly, and find a good job in a big company. Brother You, I can rest assured."

Yes, do you understand?"

Lu Mingyuan hurriedly explained a few words and left the Internet cafe without giving Lu Zhixing much chance to speak.

Lu Zhixing opened his mouth, but he couldn't find a chance to interrupt.

It's been like this since childhood.

In the memory of the original owner, his elder brother Lu Mingyuan always tried his best to meet all the requirements for his studies, and he spared no effort when he could. Moreover, every time he encountered a crisis, Lu Mingyuan always happily gave in.

He didn't have to worry, he was sure that he would solve it himself.

Although in terms of results, Lu Mingyuan did resolve every crisis without any danger, only the two brothers knew about the hard work involved.

"Forget it, with his character, he won't listen to anything I say now.

"It's better for me to figure it out myself."

Lu Zhixing fell into deep thought.

"According to the memory of the original owner, the key to the current problem of Internet cafes is the funding gap. In the final analysis, we still have to find ways to make money.

"I don't understand the business of Internet cafes, but the technology in this world seems to be quite advanced, and as a senior dog planner, I have many successful game cases in my mind...

"Maybe we can try making games to make money?"



According to the memory of the original owner, Lu Zhixing came to the utility room on the second floor of the Internet cafe.

In addition to stacking the Internet cafe's sundries, there is also a camp bed here, where the two brothers often rest after finishing the night shift.

In the corner, Lu Zhixing found a packed cardboard box.

Here is the lowest version of the fifth-generation VR gaming helmet that the original owner spent more than 9,000 to buy after working hard to save money during the summer vacation.

This kind of helmet is currently the hottest digital product. It has epoch-making technological innovations and realizes the virtual reality technology of consciousness connection for the first time.

But now, the original owner has packed it up and plans to sell it.

The original owner's idea is that although the money is not much, it can at least help his brother's Internet cafe to support it for a while, and maybe it will turn around by then?

But when Lu Zhixing looked at the packaged gaming helmet, he felt that it was obviously too small.

So what if this gaming helmet can be successfully sold at a 19% discount?

Can a few thousand dollars really play a decisive role in the cost of an Internet cafe? I’m afraid it’s just a drop in the bucket.

There is a game editor in the VR helmet, which can be used to create games!

Just do it, Lu Zhixing lay down on the camp bed and pressed the start button of the VR helmet.

Then, he felt waves of numbness coming from the place where the helmet was in contact with his brain, covering a wide area from his forehead to the back of his head. His consciousness also became drowsy, and he gradually entered a half-asleep and half-awake trance.

When Lu Zhixing regained consciousness and looked around, he realized that he was already in a pure white illusory space.

The logo of Changteng Group, a VR helmet development company, appeared in the field of vision ahead. It looked like a virtual hollow ball wrapped in countless vines.

What surprised Lu Zhixing was that the original owner hadn't changed the default nickname yet, and the nickname column was still a string of garbled characters.

So he reached out and touched the modify button.

"Please enter a new nickname:"

Lu Zhixing thought for a while and wrote the words "stranger" in the input box.

The reason for this nickname is mainly due to two reasons.

On the one hand, Lu Zhixing is a time traveler, and he has a mentality of "being a stranger in a foreign land"; on the other hand, as a gamer, Lu Zhixing prefers the "despicable foreigner" theme.

"Change of nickname successful! Stranger, welcome to the virtual world of 'Taiqing'!"

The surrounding scenery changed rapidly, and Lu Zhixing found himself in a magnificent and spacious hall.

This is the default login space, but Lu Zhixing has no intention of watching it now. He explored around and quickly found the entrance to the built-in editor of the VR helmet.

This is a special pure white door without any patterns or patterns, and it looks very different from the surrounding styles.

Lu Zhixing pushed open the door and came to the editor.

This is a boundless pure white space. Except for the inconspicuous dark grid lines used to confirm the ruler, the entire space is empty.

"The question is, how to use this editor...

"Hey, there seems to be a method of use in the memory of the original owner?"

Lu Zhixing made a few simple gestures and immediately brought up the resource panel and editing panel.

The original owner is a student majoring in game design. After purchasing a VR helmet, he tried to use an editor to create games by himself and mastered the corresponding operations. This is reasonable, but the problem is...

In this case, why would he sell the VR headset?

With doubts, Lu Zhixing looked at the resource interface of the editor and understood everything instantly.

"Because in the editor...

"No! Yes! Su! Material! Ah!"

There are only some very rough, simple, and outdated materials in the editor, and they are sold at extremely high prices. Except for a very small number of rip-offs who are not short of money, no one will buy them.

The high-end materials needed to make serious games, whether they are original paintings, actions or large scenes, all cost a lot of money to produce. You either need to form a team yourself or find an outsourcer. Anyway, ordinary people cannot afford it!

It’s hard to make a meal without rice. If you only have ideas and no materials, you still can’t make a game that can be put on the shelves and sell for money. Naturally, it will not help the current situation of Internet cafes.

Lu Zhixing was speechless. He silently exited the virtual space and took off his gaming helmet.

It seems that whether this VR gaming helmet is sold or not will not affect the eventual closure of the Internet cafe.

Sent, let’s open it!

However, at this moment, a few lines of writing suddenly appeared in Lu Zhixing's field of vision without warning.

【The life playing game has been activated!】
To be continued...
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