Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

After this period of research and development, the gun institute's products have expanded beyond the Model 56, and it has also designed many other guns.

A "sniper rifle" that uses long-range precision shooting bullets to locate the target, and then uses a magic backpack to strike the target point.

In essence, it is to use firearms to solve the problem of spell hits, and the maximum effective distance can reach 800 meters.

A cheap bullet enchantment method designed by the goblins. The enchantment success rate is less than 10%, and the duration is only 3 minutes, but the cost is only one thousandth of the original.

Therefore, enchantment is done on the spot and performed on the spot, and multiple different spells are enchanted at the same time to increase the overall success rate, so much so that a saying has emerged.

Life is like a Peter Pan heavy machine gun. You never know what effect the next bullet will have.

But the coolest one is the Grace hand cannon. I don’t know why Peter gave the largest “gun” a girl’s name. It’s a strange romantic thing to do, but I have to say that this hand cannon is pretty cool.

The grenades fired are all hand-enchanted, and every shot fired costs money. It is not possible to equip on a large scale, and playing in Doom requires payment based on the number of grenades used.

But fortunately, Craig could afford it.

But he didn't dare to fight.

Craig, wearing a full set of armor, huddled at the entrance of the trial level, shivering, holding the Grace hand cannon in his arms that was taller than him.

As a young aristocratic boy who has been pampered since childhood, he would scream in fear when watching horror movies. He pretended to be brave just to show off. He is still in the stage of wanting to save face.

As for being jumped on the face by a living demon, it was really a bit too much to bear.

Spending money to experience Doom might be the most wasted money he has ever spent in his life.

As for the demon on the opposite side, this was the most brain-intensive money he had ever earned in his career as a Doom Slayer.

This is the first demon to appear in this level, and his role is to serve as a teaching target for the trial version of the level.

The script he got did not include any attacking moves.

After jumping out, it will wander left and right in front of the player, waiting for the other party to fire that damn shot, and then die and go back to hell.

This is a good job. Compared with his colleagues who appear later in the level, he has more time to rest, but he gets the same salary.

But so far, he has not seen anyone coming in and not daring to move.

why?
The demon's little head was filled with huge doubts.

Is it because he doesn't look scary enough, so players have no desire to attack?
So he tried to look the scariest he could.

"Ow!"

"what--"

Craig's miserable screams echoed throughout the level.

"boom!"

The hand cannon still went off.

But it wasn't Craig who hit him.

It was the obscene actor who "could not bear the humiliation" and he was tired of swaying from side to side, so he chose to kill himself.

He held Craig's hand, pointed the huge muzzle of the gun at his head, and helped the noble boy pull the trigger that should have been pulled long ago.

Powerful music started playing in the construct, the metal music from the underground abandoned children.

The solid-liquid mixture splashed out by the explosion of the obscene demon shattered Craig's mask.

Then he lost consciousness.

Scared.

The staff rushed in and dragged the VIP out.

Fortunately, it's nothing serious.

Craig's dizziness made a significant contribution to the development of the entire Felin amusement park.

From now on, before experiencing all exciting projects, one must undergo a brief tolerance test, and all are posted with a long list of safety instructions and disclaimers.

Before Craig woke up, the staff present felt their hearts almost jump out of their throats.

They were afraid he would be held accountable.

But fortunately, after Craig woke up slowly, he chose not to say anything.

He still cares so much about his reputation.

He found himself being carried out and surrounded by the venue staff. He coughed awkwardly twice and said, "I, I just stayed up late last night and was too tired, so I fell asleep in there. It's nothing, let's go."

The other friends also finished their trial play and came out of the level, each of them looking extremely excited.

"It feels so good, I'm going to cum!"

"It's so fun. I've never played such an exciting game before. I want to play it again."

"Oh my god, did you use that magic chainsaw? The one in the construct, that saw is simply invincible! It feels like I'm really sawing a demon, I almost doubt it's an illusion, it's all real."

Craig felt a chill in his spine as he listened to their conversation.

It's so scary, and they even use a saw to saw the devil.

And that was true, he bet that the devil was holding his hand and pulling the trigger.

"By the way, what's the plot about? I don't quite understand it. It seems to be saying that the character I played went to hell because of a rabbit?"

"Are you sure? You actually read the plot? Is the plot the focus of this game?"

"No, I have to play again!"

"Didn't they say that the entire level can only be experienced in Waterdeep? Where is Waterdeep? Have you heard of it?"

"It looks like a city that's still under construction. It's in the north. Let's go there and play together when it's finished."

The friends were talking excitedly.

Like almost all players who have experienced it, they are conquered by this extremely realistic and thrilling battlefield experience.

No matter who they are, they can become heroes who tear devils apart in Doom and feel a great sense of accomplishment.

Drogo set the difficulty of the trial level to "I'm still young and can't die", which is the easiest baby difficulty. As long as you are not as bad as some game media editors, there is no problem in clearing the trial level.

The tour guide came over at the right time to promote the game, "Dear guests, if you want to experience the entire level, you can reserve tickets now. If you reserve in advance, you can get extra souvenirs when you pass the level in the future."

“I want to make an appointment!”

"I also want!"

This group of young boys were very enthusiastic.

All players who make reservations now will receive a certification number.

The trial version has only been open for a few hours, and thousands of people have already made reservations to experience the full version.

You need to pay a deposit for an appointment. If you don't show up, only half of the deposit will be refunded.

People are supporting it with real money.

With this project alone, Deepwater City’s tourism industry will most likely be very good in the future.

The key is that it is difficult to replicate. If other cities want to imitate it, it is almost impossible to gather so many devil employees. The number of devils used in the full version is much more than that in the trial version.

After the noisy appointment, they noticed Craig who had been waiting outside.

Craig acted like an expert and said, "Why are you so slow? I got through a long time ago."

"Wow, how did you beat it so fast? I thought I was fast enough. The game has that big devil at the end. It's really hard to beat."

"Tsk, it's just the devil at the end of the level, I can solve it in no time." Craig said in a relaxed tone, totally unaware that he had been exposed.

The friends obviously discovered that Craig was lying. The big devil at the end of the level is a weird mechanism that requires a little use of the scene and cannot be solved in a few moves.

But they still chose to agree: "Wow, you are really awesome, much better than us."

A compulsory course for aristocratic children.

"Emotional Intelligence".

Of course, they just thought that Craig was "killed" in the level, and they never thought that he didn't dare to fire a shot.

"How about we go play team again? I haven't had enough fun yet." "Okay, okay!"

"No need for that." Craig said aside.

A person can make up stories, so what other reasons can he find to form a team?

The others looked at him, not understanding why he didn't want to play the team level again.

"Um, well, doesn't the venue have a rule that you can only experience it once?"

However, the narrator, Emotional Intelligence, was not familiar with the book and did not understand the hidden meaning of Craig's words. He explained, "It is like this. As the most distinguished guests, you and your friends can experience it again."

Then everyone's eyes turned to Craig again.

It has to be said that although Craig is timid, proud, and clumsy, his ability to speak freely is absolutely first-rate.

"Well, that is, how should I put it," Craig noticed the long queue of several hundred meters outside the entrance and had an idea, "We can't play as many times as we want. What will happen to the players in the queue? As a noble with a sense of honor, we must know how to care for the common people."

What he said was righteous and awe-inspiring.

In aristocratic education, emphasis is indeed placed on protecting civilians, caring for the weak, and being a good aristocrat with good morals.

But the reality is that education cannot completely shape a person.

"I see, Craig indeed."

Fortunately, the little friends are still at an age where they firmly believe in this set of statements. The nobles who have been beasts since childhood do not constitute the majority among them. Most of them let their butts dictate their brains when they grow up.

They were persuaded by Craig.

"Then where do we go next?"

"Wouldn't it be nice to take a look around the venue first and learn about the culture and history of the devil? Then we'll go to the racetrack. There will be a speed race in the afternoon. The best magic cars from all over the continent will be there."

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race track.

Benz looked anxiously at the Victory car being tested on the track.

It's a difficult track with lots of consecutive bends.

So many turns are set due to the development of the magic car.

About ten years ago, the most important indicator of a magic car was speed, and the tracks were mainly long straights. Then the speed indicator was pushed into a bottleneck period by various workshops. There has been no major improvement over the years, so the focus began to shift to operating performance.

This is not good for the Victory. If the speed is compared to the limit, the gap between the car and the magic car is not too big. The Victory can reach a maximum speed of 110 kilometers per hour.

The best magic car known so far has a maximum speed of only about 120 to 130 km.

The Victory accelerates even faster.

But in terms of cornering performance, it loses a lot.

In order to control costs, the Victory's performance in this regard is not very good.

In Zhuo Ge's words, "Our main application scenario is in the city. Why do we need such fast cornering speeds? It's good enough to be able to turn at 20 speeds. It's better to make the seats more comfortable."

But the seats are not as comfortable as the magic car, as the materials they use are much better.

Benz was worried.

There will be tens of thousands of spectators in attendance for the afternoon race, so the racing is still a lively event well worth watching.

In other words, tens of thousands of people will watch Victory embarrass itself on the field.

His wife and children will also come to visit in the afternoon. In order to design and manufacture a car that can be mass-produced, Benz has not been home for a long time, at least a few months.

Originally, he wanted to show off in front of his children today and let them know that their father was not "unemployed" and would spend all day in the garage playing with wrenches and parts.

As the father of the family, he already lacks emotional support for the family. It is possible that after today, he will not even be able to provide material support.

Then he is really a failed father.

The Victory slowly stopped in front of him and the driver got off.

"Not bad. I am confident that I can increase the full speed time by another two seconds."

The driver seemed optimistic.

The guy driving the car is a local from Deepwater. He has loved the thrill of speed since he was a child. When he was six years old, he dared to ski at a speed of sixty or seventy per hour using a broken snowboard.

Therefore, after learning about cars, he immediately fell in love with this thing that could accelerate to over 100 kilometers per hour and became Benz's exclusive test driver.

The car can often be driven at speeds exceeding the design standards.

But that wasn't enough, it was the vehicle's performance that held him back.

Benz looked at the stopwatch in his hand. 4 minutes and 22 seconds, which was the time for one lap.

The race is 150 kilometers long, with each lap being 5 kilometers, for a total of 30 laps.

Even if the current lap time is improved by two seconds and the car performs perfectly during the race, the best result is being overtaken by three laps.

The pole position race has been completed and there were no surprises at all. Victory won the last place.

Benz now hopes that all the cars in front of him will crash in the afternoon so that he can get first place.

It was an unfair victory, yes, he knew, but it felt good.

"Mr. Benz, why don't we use a faster car for the race?" the driver asked puzzledly.

In fact, they had prepared for the race a long time ago and had a faster car, and they had used that car for training before.

Based on the level I reached during training, it shouldn't be difficult to get into the top three, not to mention being the first.

Until Drogo informed them that they would use mass-produced cars for the competition.

What Drogo said at the time was that it was like a knife seller on the street, where consumers could never buy a knife as good as the one sold by the merchant.

As for Benz cars, what consumers see is what they get. The car that is sold is the same as the one used in the competition.

The so-called competition is, after all, a big advertisement.

Benz thought there was some truth to it, but it didn't affect his desire to lose.

"Perhaps Mr. Drogo has his own ideas."

That was the only answer Benz could give.

"Yo yo yo, isn't this the legendary Benz car? A brand new car that doesn't require magic, the hope of future transportation, the wheel of the times!" A person shouted at Benz in a sarcastic tone.

That's the engineer from Slade Workshop.

The magic car of this workshop is the fastest in the pole position race.

And the words he shouted were all the advertising slogans of Benz cars.

Now it sounded extremely harsh to Benz.

But no matter how uncomfortable it is, I can't admit defeat.

"The future of transportation will not necessarily be faster and better."

"Ha, you should prepare your speech after the competition. Don't be afraid to go on stage. In the past, many people who came in last have run away in disgrace."

The briefing session gives me a headache just thinking about it.

According to the tradition of the Expo, the cars that have completed the competition are displayed and introduced directly in front of the audience, the selling price is given, and then the orders are taken on the spot.

The real-time order number of each workshop will also be displayed directly.

More torture than the game itself.

The audience will not leave early when the last few performers come on stage, because no one can afford the magic car, but they are still happy to see people embarrassed and make fools of themselves.

Benz could only go back to the garage. He couldn't think of any rebuttal to the other party's statement.

At this time, Drogo sent a message.

Benz picked up the phone and looked at it, and hope gradually appeared in his eyes.

He seemed to know what it meant to play the pig and eat the tiger. (End of this chapter)