Before heading to the electronics store, Zaboru took a mont to use his Deep Dive mory ability. Closing his eyes, he focused on the intricate details of retro gaming consoles from his previous life. He vividly recalled the components of the NES and Master System. While the NES had a more iconic design, the Master System was more durable and slightly superior in performance.
'Hmm, if I combine the best of both worlds, I can create sothing even better. I'll design it to look like the NES, with those classic rectangular cartridges, but it'll have the durability and performance of the Master System. My 8-bit console will be a ga-changer!'
Fueled by determination, Zaboru made his way to the largest electronics store near his ho. His family lived in a remote district of Tokyo, Roppongi, where electronic shops were bustling even in 1991.
When he arrived, Zaboru quickly grabbed a cart and began loading it with the components he needed:
Microprocessor (CPU): He chose an 8-bit processor similar to the MOS 6502, which powered the NES, he plan to upgrade it's performance later
He also buy the components to make PPU (Picture Processing Unit): To handle video output
RAM: He added enough mory for quick data access, ensuring smoother gaplay.
ROM chips: Essential for storing gas, these would serve as the heart of the cartridges.
Power supply components: Transforrs, voltage regulators, and capacitors to ensure the console ran efficiently and safely.
Input controllers: Zaboru selected components to build responsive and durable controllers, planning to replicate the iconic NES controller design with a modern twist.
Audio chips: For creating classic 8-bit soundtracks and effects.
Circuit boards: To assemble and connect all the components.
Casings and plastic parts: To prototype the console's body and cartridge shells.
By the ti Zaboru reached the cashier, his cart was brimming with parts. The total ca to $212—just over his original savings of $200. Thankfully, his dad's recent $200 "donation" saved the day.
'Haha! Dad's money really ca in clutch. I've still got about $180 left—perfect for any extra parts I might need later!'
As the cashier scanned his items, she gave him a knowing look.
"Hey, Zabo, you're buying a ton of stuff again! What's the project this ti?" Hinoko, a cheerful woman in her 20s, teased with a smirk.
Zaboru grinned. "Hey, Hino! Yup, it's for my next big project. You'll see soon enough."
Hinoko smiled helplessly as she packed his order into several large plastic bags. "Be careful. It's pretty heavy!"
Lifting the bags with ease, Zaboru replied, "Don't worry, Hino. Thanks for the help!"
"Make sure to say hi to Uncle Zanichi and Aunty Keiko for !" Hinoko called out as he left the store.
"Will do! See you later!" Zaboru waved and headed ho, his heart racing with excitent.
When he walked through the front door, his mom was sewing at the table. She glanced at the pile of electronics in his hands and smiled warmly, knowing her son's love for his projects. She let him pass without a word.
His dad, however, raised an eyebrow. "Damn, kiddo, you bought a ton of stuff. Let see what you've got."
Zaboru smirked mischievously. "Nope, it's a secret. Just wait until I'm done. I promise you'll be the first to test my amazing video ga console."
His father chuckled, folding his arms. "Alright, Mr. CEO of Video Gas. Just rember to let try it when it's finished—and don't forget to eat, or your mom will eat you alive!"
Zaboru shuddered jokingly. "Got it, Dad!"
He carried his bags to his room but didn't dive into the project imdiately. Instead, he went to the dining table, where lunch was waiting.
As he ate, the front door opened, and his nine-year-old sister, Sanika, returned from school.
"I'm ho! Oh, Ni-san! You're out of your room? That's rare!"
Zaboru rolled his eyes mid-bite. "What? Can't I eat outside my room, Sani-chan?"
Sanika giggled as she hugged their mom. "Of course you can, but it's unusual, right, Mom?"
Keiko smiled at her daughter and nodded. Soon, the family sat together, sharing a warm, lively al.
After lunch, Zaboru returned to his room, bags of electronics spread out on his desk.
'Alright, this is it! Ti to build the prototype. Let's bring this console to life!'
With renewed excitent, Zaboru began working on his dream project.
To be continued...
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