Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 289 The most immersive experience in history

Although Drogo's request was strange, not minding crushing demons many times a day, it didn't sound like an easy job.

But it just so happens that the devils are a stranger race than Drogo requires.

Asmodeus had no idea what Drogo was going to do, but he answered directly, "Of course."

"Great."

"But the reward shouldn't be very generous."

"what?"

This was an answer that Drogo did not expect. Why would he lower the price to his own kind?
Could it be that the Lord of Hell is a traitorous ghost?
But Drogo didn't care much. It was good to lower the price, but it was even better if he could not pay.

"That's right," Asmodeus explained, "because most devils have been at war for years, many of them have mental problems. Even when they are injured and retired, or during the rest period after retiring from the battlefield, they will have various hallucinations and think they are still on the battlefield. It's very painful."

“PTSD?”

Drogo felt that Asmodeus' description sounded very much like the necessary condition of veteran characters in American TV dramas, PTSD.

The general situation is just like those demons in the description. After returning to the peaceful area, I still thought I was on the battlefield. I was extremely nervous, had auditory and visual hallucinations, and suffered from insomnia and depression.

Because entertainment works with such characters are so popular, it seems that this disease is strongly linked to war.

In fact, it is not only people who have experienced war who may be like this. There is a chance of getting sick when experiencing natural disasters, traffic accidents, etc.

But I didn't expect that demons would also get this thing. I thought they were a bunch of natural war fanatics.

"Post-traumatic stress disorder?" It was the first time Asmodeus had heard of this term. "The name is quite appropriate. Does Feline medicine already have this concept? It's really advanced."

Drogo shrugged. "Maybe."

As far as he knew, Felin's medicine had already moved beyond the stage of bloodletting to cure all diseases. It had merged with budding biology and, combined with age-old healing spells, had become quite reliable.

"But what does PTSD have to do with not minding breaking multiple times a day?"

If I remember correctly, demons have a sense of pain. Even if they won't die, it will still hurt a lot, so Drogo offered a high reward.

"I don't know how Feilin solved this situation. I heard that he took some addictive drugs?"

Drogo nodded, indicating that he was right.

"That thing is useless to us devils. The devils choose to return to the battlefield or seek death to relieve the symptoms. Of course, they don't really die, but go to other planes and experience the feeling of dying and then being resurrected from hell." Asmodeus explained.

Drogo's face was full of question marks when he heard this.

He thought that Red Bull's sponsorship was already invincible, but this gang of devils was even more extreme.

"So," Drogo concluded, "breaking several times a day is actually helping the devil?"

"Almost. If the reward is too high, it might cause competition and lead to fighting among the devils."

"Then what reward should I give? I should accept the devil's money and pay for my own death!"

"That's not the case. I'm not sure how you'll break them. Those devils are very picky about how they die. Different devils have different preferences. It's better to give them a little bit so that they don't mind the way they die."

Asmodeus said seriously.

Finally, the price of 30 copper coins per day was agreed upon for each devil, and the wages were paid on a daily basis. This kind of work cannot be done every day. The devils will get tired if too many of them die, so they need to take a break after a day's work.

The daily work intensity is not low. The trial levels include single-player levels, two-player levels, and four-player team mode, the most classic adventure team size.

Each level requires dozens to nearly two hundred demons. After all, the game Doom is positioned as a fun game, emphasizing the fun of killing and chopping. It is not satisfying to fight with too few enemies.

The devils in a single level work in three shifts: one shift gets beaten in the level, one shift is resurrected in hell, and one shift is waiting.

Several small Hell's Gates were installed in the venue to teleport the resurrected demons back.

The devils signed up very enthusiastically. In addition to being paid 30 copper coins a day, the more important thing was that they would die by being shot to death.

This made the devils very curious, how did people die from being shot?
It’s so novel, I’ve never heard of it!
So they signed up to experience it.

From among the many devils who signed up, Drogo carefully selected a group of devils who looked very attractive, to ensure that players would not feel any guilt when playing the game.

Then a simple training was conducted on where the different demons should jump out from and what actions they should perform.

During the rehearsal, Asmodeus also understood what was going on.

Let players of other races play the role of warriors fighting against the devil and experience the scene of "tearing the devil apart with bare hands".

"No, isn't this directing other races' hatred towards the devil?"

Asmodeus asked in shock.

"It's hard to get other races to have a favorable impression of the devil, and yet they're still talking about war."

The background that Drogo arranged for the Pherim Doomsday was based on the war between demons and Pherim a hundred years ago, but the details were more futuristic.

The passage between the two dimensions was completely opened, the devil army invaded massively, and humans fell into a bitter battle. At this time, a mysterious warrior, a warrior of unknown origin, with endless hatred for the devil, went into the battlefield alone.

In Asmodeus' opinion, the background setting of this warrior was a bit too exaggerated.

What can draw strength from the slain demons? The more it kills, the stronger it becomes, and the stronger it becomes, the more it kills.

If humans really had such unreasonable warriors, hell would have been razed to the ground long ago.

In response to this, Drogo said, "If you want to downplay the hatred of the past, you can't avoid talking about historical events that have definitely happened, because that will only intensify the hatred.

"We should face up to what happened in history, put everything on the table, reflect on it, and admit our mistakes. This is the better approach."

Asmodeus was unsure about this, but what Drogo said sounded reasonable, so he agreed to trust him one more time, having already trusted him quite a few times during this period.

The Lord of Hell's summary of Drogo is that this dragon may cheat people out of money, but he will get things done.

It's better than taking money and not doing anything.

After several days of intense preparation, the new expo officially opened.

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"Craig! Let's go to Drogo's Game Shop. I heard they have limited edition toys commemorating this expo." said a child who looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing expensive clothes and several big rings on his hands.

"No, not going."

Craig rejected the proposal outright.

"I'm an adult now. I won't play with such childish toys anymore!"

Although Craig's voice has not yet completely changed and he has just gotten rid of his baby voice, he is currently in the period of his life when his voice is the ugliest.

But he still said very seriously that he was an adult.

It wasn't very convincing, but the friends around me still expressed their agreement.

"That's right, we are already adults, we shouldn't play with toys that only children play with, it's so embarrassing, who would like comics and animations at this age?"

At this time, an ancient dragon who did not want to reveal his name vaguely felt that someone was talking about him, but he did not care. Today was the day when the limited edition toys commemorating the expo were released, and he had to rush to queue up.

Although Drogo gave him one of each toy, he still had to queue up and buy them for other children himself.

If you are the leader of children, you must have the responsibilities of a leader of children.

Meanwhile, in the Craig family's manor in Twin Towers City, several aristocratic friends quickly reached an agreement not to buy toys, but to go directly to the expo to see some mature things.

Especially in the Devil's House, a brave "adult" should go deep into the devil's lair.

Among this group of people, Craig is like a little leader, and the other children follow his lead.

The group boarded the magic car and headed for the venue.

In the car, the kid who wanted to buy toys just now was still unhappy and said a little aggrievedly: "But don't you still want to see the four-wheel drive car?"

"I, I went there mainly to watch the car race, and the four-wheel drive car was just a by-product. Besides, it's a car. How can a car be the same as those childish toys?" Craig said in a very hypocritical manner.

He has been looking forward to the four-wheel drive car for a long time. He has been reading comics before, but there are no toys of the same model on the market. It is said that it will be released at the expo together with the real car.

So he had to pretend not to care and go to see the four-wheel drive car "in passing" under the pretext of seeing a real car.

It's so hard to act like an adult. They soon arrived at the exhibition venue and could see the queue of people from a distance.

The queue has stretched several hundred meters outside the venue, and this is just the entrance queue. Once inside, it will take several hours to enter each venue.

Not only people from Shuangta City come to join in the fun at the expo, but people from all over the country also come to join in the fun.

To be honest, it's a bit of a hassle.

But this doesn't affect Greg and his friends, they have U-Pass.

Who invented this thing?
The Craig family is a family of high rank among the nobility, and they have obtained a very high-speed pass.

It is the top-level, universal VIP ticket, so expensive that you almost don’t have to queue at all.

It was up to Craig to head straight to the Nine Prisons of Bartor.

"Why don't we go somewhere else? I heard online that a small ice and snow park has been built in the Northland Stadium. It's smaller but it feels even more beautiful than the one in the Northland."

"It's boring. We've been to the big one before. What's there to see in the small one? Let's just go to the Devil's Hall."

"But the last time you watched The Silence of the Lambs, you were so scared that you screamed in the Hall of Shadows."

When Master Craig heard his friend reveal his past, his ears immediately turned red.

That movie-watching experience was a dark memory that I cannot bear to recall.

It's so embarrassing. He was frightened and screamed more than once by a magic shadow, and even cried when Hannibal escaped at the end.

The good news is that we watched it in Uncle Gordo’s private cinema and there were no outsiders.

Bad news, all acquaintances.

Uncle Gordo even recorded him crying, and it was the first time in his life that Craig hated the invention of the camera.

Fortunately, Uncle Gordo is not in Twin Towers City recently. He has gone to the country of Villian to discuss business.

Otherwise, I don’t know how many times I would have been laughed at by Uncle Gordo during this period.

"So, as a mature adult, the best way to overcome fear is to face it!"

Craig said with his neck stiff.

He wanted to go to the devil's venue to prove that he was not afraid, and for this purpose he called a group of friends.

In name, they are witnesses, but in reality, they are doing it to give themselves courage.

Although it was not the devil in "The Silence of the Lambs" that scared him, he stubbornly believed that it was the devil that caused the trouble.

The line outside the Nine Prisons of Barto is extremely long. If you wait, it will probably take at least half a day.

This nine-story venue looks like it is suspended and is very eye-catching.

What's more, the devil is the hottest topic right now.

Craig led a group of friends and walked into the side door of the venue under the envious gazes of countless tourists whose legs were numb from standing.

VIP members are also equipped with exclusive tour guides.

The tour guides in the Devil's Pavilion are all beautiful devil ladies, wearing work clothes similar to maid outfits, standard black stockings, and a swinging heart-shaped tail behind them.

All the bad habits of the succubus were learned.

Twenty percent of their role in the venue is to explain and answer questions, and the remaining 80 percent is to be a vase.

It plays the same role as the pink-clad “brand ambassador” in McDonald’s.

"Hello, it's a pleasure to serve you. Is there anything you would like to experience first? If not, I will take you on a tour of the entire venue..."

The tour guide introduced with a smile.

"I want to experience the most exciting, thrilling and scary project!" Krieger answered directly.

"Well, distinguished guest, that must be the Doom Project on the ninth floor."

"What is Doom?"

"You play the role of the strongest devil slayer in history and hunt down powerful devils yourself."

"Okay, that's it!"

In theory, Doom is an adult-only game, and blood and violence cannot be allowed to "poison" underage players.

But Drogo even prepared a 1.2-meter-tall construct, claiming it was for halflings.

However, the number of halflings is notoriously small, so Drogo has prepared a large number of small-sized constructs.

All players who want to experience Doom must wear the construct before entering the level.

These constructions don't have any special effects. There will be a UI interface, which will lock the equipment after the health is depleted, and prevent accidental injuries.

The weapons used in the game are genuine firearms developed by Waterdeep Firearms, but they have been adjusted so that the magic attached to them will not be triggered when hitting a construct.

But the power of the bullet's kinetic energy has not decreased, so you have to wear a construct to play.

"Would you like to experience the single-player level or the team level? If this is your first time, I suggest you choose the team level."

"No! Just alone!" Craig replied.

"Okay, are you over 18?"

"what?"

"Project Doom is only for adults, so are you over 18 years old?"

Craig was confused and wondered if the tour guide was a fool since he couldn't even tell.

But he found that the tour guide was blinking at him frantically.

"So, I'm eighteen?" Craig answered tentatively.

"Well, welcome, adult halfling guest."

Craig was shocked, this worked.

"Please take your weapon." The tour guide handed over a pitiful little pistol.

"That's it? What about the one hanging on the wall?"

Craig asked, pointing at some ridiculously large guns on the wall.

"Oh, the pistol is the standard weapon. If you want to experience the big guns, you need to pay extra."

According to the rules of the Expo, there is only ticket price, and no tickets can be charged for experience projects, but it does not say that additional projects cannot be added.

"Who am I looking down on? I want the biggest one!"

So, Craig carried a gun similar to his own, put on his gear, received shooting instruction, and teleported into the level.

As far as the eye can see, there is a red wasteland, buildings that have never been seen before, gushing magma, and the terrifying roars of unknown monsters echoing in the ears.

Craig swallowed, his legs going a little limp.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this is just an experience project, it's not dangerous.

While comforting myself, I moved forward cautiously.

Just after walking a short distance, I heard a sharp roar, and then a living monster jumped in front of me.

"what!"

Craig fell to the ground in fear, trembling, not knowing what to do.

It turned out to be a real devil!
At the same time, the obscene actor was also confused.

Why don't you shoot?

Isn't this step included in the training?
(End of this chapter)