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A refreshing gaming experience and hidden missions_3 “So, we even have to fight to get our player interface back?”
Playing with a jewel-like Calculating Pearl in his hand, ow King griped to Happy Stick on his side:
“Chao!
Isn’t this a bit too hardcore?”
“I actually think it’s quite good.”
Happy Stick rolled his eyes and said:
“Isn’t it more realistic than arbitrarily handing you an interface out of nowhere?
This ga really takes imrsion to the extre.
But speaking of which, how does this thing work?
Voice control?
Or mind control?”
“The Calculating Pearl is a marvelous product of steam engineering that needs activation.
Just wait a mont, my warriors,”
Murphy took out his fourth-generation experintal Calculating Pearl that hung from his neck and pumped Spiritual Energy into it, causing red dots of light to dance on the surface of the gem, anwhile gears in the inner psychic differential machine started to turn.
Invisible energy of a special frequency emitted from the core Calculating Pearl in Murphy’s hand.
The mont it resonated with the other lower-level pearls, the “player interfaces” in the hands of the players finally activated.
Lead Dove gawked at the Calculating Pearl in his hand.
He could feel a hum from the little thing in his hand like a delicate instrunt.
A translucent Spirit Energy field then sprang up in front of him, hovering over his palm, and text started scrolling:
[Calculating Pearl activated!
Initializing, please wait…
Scanning user data, consciousness binding complete!
Player attributes loaded.
Ga communication channel grouping complete.
Friends list loaded.
Translation module loaded.
Information logging and map functions loaded.
More features in developnt, stay tuned.
Enjoy your ga.]
“This little thing is really smart!”
Invincible Tyrannosaurus Truck stared at the transparent screen in his hand.
He tentatively pressed on a couple of the listed modules.
His personal information then appeared on the screen like an XP system refresh.
“Strength 5, Agility 5, Endurance 5, Thought 5, Perception 5, Charm 5…
Why are they all fives?
Is there a problem?”
Cheche humd in annoyance.
Feeling like the official ga was mocking him for having only 5 battle power, he turned to look at Bull Bull’s player interface.
As soon as he saw it, he couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“Damn it!
Thought only 2!
Bull Bull, are you serious?
The officials have decided you’re a moron, haha!”
Seeing Cheche laughing so hard he was clutching his stomach, Precipitated Bull Bull was not amused.
He clenched his fist and pounced on Cheche, flipping him onto the ground.
Bull Bull yelled:
“My thought is only 2, but didn’t you see my strength is 8?
You dare laugh at with your pathetic battle score of 5!
I won’t let you off today!
Flip my na if I don’t air you out!”
Let’s get so people!
I’ll take off Cheche’s pants, you guys find a tree!
The one over there is perfect, thick and tall, that’s the one!
Co on, Aruba let’s move.”
Seeing Cheche screaming as six students stripped him and began the traditional “Aruba” art, the other ruthless players started laughing, admiring the realistic physics engine of this damn ga.
Even Murphy on the sideline grinned, appreciating the passion of the young players.
If it weren’t for his role as an NPC needing to be stoic, he would’ve loved to join them, to reminisce his long past youth.
The next mont, however, he saw ow Brother sneak up to him, clumsily and shyly saying:
“That…
the forum reward…”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Murphy sternly replied.
This made ow Brother’s eyes widen, feeling like the NPC was withholding his reward.
But then he saw Murphy rubbing his forehead quizzically, saying:
“Although I don’t know why you deserve a reward, it seems like a voice in the dark is telling that you have indeed contributed to the grand plan in ways I don’t know.
So, co, my warrior ow King, I have sothing here that suits you.”
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