You said you were going to make games, how did you become the richest man without doing anything?

The air was filled with intense wind pressure, and the shattered stage teetering precariously above the endless abyss, like a sinking ghost ship. Deep within the cracks, the data streams continued to churn chaotically, as if the very foundations of the world were slowly crumbling.

Holmes's arm tensed, gripping the edge of the tub tightly, his other hand tightly clasping Watson's wrist.

His voice remained calm, as if even on the brink of the abyss could not shake his sanity: "Hold on, Watson."

Watson's face was extremely pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he still nodded and gritted his teeth: "I... I will try my best!"

Holmes raised his head slightly and glanced sharply at the hole in front of him that was suspended in the air.

"We're going to swing over to that hole."

He adjusted his position, kicked his legs slightly, and swung Watson over the bathtub a few times, looking for the most suitable angle.

"3...2...1..."

Then, he suddenly jumped with all his strength!
A stunning leap

The two figures drew an elegant arc in the air, like a pair of precisely calculated parabolic objects.

Watson's heart almost jumped out of his throat. His eyes were fixed on the front, fearing that he would fall into the unknown void below because of a miscalculation.

Fortunately, however, their judgment was correct.

Their bodies tumbled in the air and landed precisely on the edge of the cave.

Watson fell heavily to the ground, and his body almost rolled around before he could stabilize himself. Holmes, on the other hand, adjusted his posture gracefully the moment he landed, slightly bent his knees to absorb the impact, and stood steadily on the edge of the cave.

"Well done, Holmes!" Watson gasped, his eyes filled with unconcealed wonder. "What a magnificent leap!"

He glanced down at the bathtub beneath him, his eyes filled with gratitude: "This bathtub literally saved our lives."

Screen Interference and Leaving
However, at this moment, the screen suddenly experienced a brief interruption of snow.

It was as if an unknown force was trying to adjust the logic of the game. The fluctuations in the data flow became unstable, and distorted images flashed across the screen, as if some existence was trying to rewrite their world.

The narrator's voice sounded faintly, with a hint of regret in his tone: "Due to the interference on the screen, I didn't see much."

"But their jump animations are certainly amazing!"

The barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly exploded——

[Holy crap?! The footage just now was interrupted?!]

[I knew this game's worldview was definitely not simple! ]

[Holmes and Watson: We fought so hard to get here, and you tell me you didn't see it?!]

The narrator's voice continued, its tone gradually becoming more relaxed: "Okay, user, now that they are safe, we can go."

"Goodbye, gentlemen, and sorry for the inconvenience."

"let's go!"

Before he finished speaking, the picture on the screen suddenly dimmed, and a soft flower shadow slowly emerged, like a door closing.

Sudden changes

However, just when the audience thought the game was about to end, the picture on the screen suddenly changed.

The familiar stage, the cracks, the London street scene—all gone!
Instead, a brand new game interface is displayed.

The images soften, and the color palette shifts from a cool Victorian style to a fantasy-infused sword and sorcery theme.

Ancient castles, lush forests, runes sparkling with magical light... everything is completely different from the previous world.

The narrator's voice was filled with surprise, even a hint of helplessness: "Going home is more complicated than I thought."

The barrage in the live broadcast room scrolled instantly——

【??? I've already traveled to another world?!】

[Lao Ju, what game are you playing?!]

[From a detective mystery game, straight to sword and sorcery?!]

However, this is not the end.

A huge button suddenly appeared in the center of the screen——

【start】

The narrator's voice sounded faintly: "Is that a start button? Press it and see."

Wang Laoju narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, moved the mouse slowly, and clicked the button without hesitation.

Chapter 3: The Awakening of the Brave
The screen suddenly went black, and then a warm morning light poured down through the half-open window onto the wooden floor of the room.

The soft sound of birdsong echoed in the air. The room was decorated with vintage furniture, and a uniquely shaped sword was placed in the corner.

On the screen, a brand new character's face appeared——

He lay in bed, sleeping quietly.

In the room, a young man was sleeping peacefully.

He had messy blond hair and a well-defined face, exuding a touch of heroism. The quilt was half-covered on him, rising and falling slightly with his breathing. Occasionally, one could hear vague mumblings from his sleep, and he seemed to be sleeping very soundly.

The narrator's voice sounded faintly, with a hint of nostalgia and loneliness: "This is very much like an RPG, exactly the kind of game I was destined to become."

"Before I was abandoned..."

"Let's start by waking up the character, which is what you usually do in these games."

"wake up!"

The Hero's Sleep
However, the hero was still soundly sleeping, showing no signs of waking up.

He even turned over, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he had a good dream.

The narrator's tone began to grow helpless: "He's such a deep sleeper. If I yell any louder, I might fill up the volume gauge."

The barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly laughed crazily——

[Hero: It's no use shouting at the top of your lungs, I just won't wake up!]

[Narrator: Wake up! My voice is about to break!]

[Isn't the hero in this game too unreliable? ]

However, no matter how hard the narrator tried, the hero still didn't react at all.

Wang Laoju narrowed his eyes and quickly scanned the room, trying to find a way to wake up the hero.

Soon, his eyes fell on the [HOME] sign in the upper left corner of the room.

It was a wooden sign hanging on the wall with ancient words engraved on it, which seemed to symbolize some kind of concept of home.

Wang Laoju licked his lips, controlled the mouse, and began to click the [HOME] sign frantically.

The audience in the live broadcast room suddenly became excited——

【Here it comes! Lao Ju's violent puzzle solving! 】

[Planning Team: Please stop clicking randomly! ]

[Brave: Let me sleep for five more minutes!]

The sign fell, and the brave man woke up

Under Wang Laoju's continuous click operation, the [HOME] sign finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell off the wall with a "bang" and hit the ground directly.

The dull sound of impact echoed in the room, causing the wooden floor to tremble slightly.

The hero suddenly opened his eyes, a look of surprise on his face.

"what is that?"

His voice was low and slightly hoarse, obviously he had just woken up from a deep sleep, and there was a hint of confusion in his tone.

However, the narrator's voice sounded a bit awkward: "Uh...ah. But...can we read it?! He doesn't even have a voice..."

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded again——

【??? The hero doesn't have a CV?!】

[Has this game's dubbing budget been eaten up?!]

[Planning Team: We spent all our money on modeling, so you can use your imagination to create the dubbing!]

However, the hero was unaware of the narrator's confusion, still lost in his own thoughts. He slowly sat up, rubbed his eyes, and then frowned slightly, his tone revealing a hint of doubt: "That voice... is it you, Gaia, the spirit of the earth?"

The narrator's voice suddenly faltered, his tone filled with surprise: "Uh... yes, yes, it's us. It's me!"

The live broadcast room suddenly burst into laughter——

【Narrator: ???】

【Did this hero misunderstand something? 】

[Lao Ju: I'm just a narrator, how did I suddenly become a goddess?!]

However, the hero didn't notice anything unusual. He frowned slightly and murmured softly, "For a goddess, your voice is very low."

Narration: "..."

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly——

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! 】

[Hero: Why does the goddess' voice sound so manly? ]

【Narrator: What do you care about me?!】

The Brave's Mission
The narrator's voice sounded faintly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "...I'm not feeling well."

When the hero heard this, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes. He jumped out of the bed, stepped barefoot on the floor, and looked around quickly, as if looking for something.

"what happened?"

He scanned the room, as if checking if there was anything unusual.

However, at this moment, his expression suddenly changed, as if he was struck by some sudden inspiration.

His eyes became sharp, his lips trembled slightly, and his tone was filled with unquestionable firmness: "The princess is in danger?"

Narration: "..."

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed so hard that they slapped their desks.

【??? What's wrong with this hero's brain circuit?!】

[Why did you suddenly become a princess?! ]

[Narrator: What on earth did I say that led you to this conclusion?!]

However, the hero paid no attention to the narrator's silence. His expression grew increasingly serious, and he even clenched his fists, speaking in a powerful voice: "Has he been kidnapped by the infamous Dark Lord?!"

Narration: "..."

The live broadcast room's barrage instantly exploded——

[Hero: Isn't this the beginning of an RPG?!]

[Narrator: How on earth did you deduce this conclusion step by step?!]

[Lao Ju laughed like crazy! This brave man is so self-aware!]

However, the narrator was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something, and then he sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"...This, I'm afraid, is really more complicated than I thought."

Then, he spoke slowly, his tone full of fatalism.

"She... is still imprisoned in the Dimension Temple?"

The narrator's voice suddenly rose, with a hint of shock: "Dimension Temple?!"

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly——

【??? This hero has a lot of information!】

[What dimensional temple? Isn't this the beginning of the game?!]

[Brave: I have automatically loaded all the mission information! ]

The narrator's voice is full of excitement, as if he has finally found his true goal: "Users, that must be our way out!"

"Yes, hero! That's right! Let's go save her!"

Wang Laoju frowned slightly, controlled the mouse to slowly zoom in, and looked at the hero's expression.

However, the brave man did not act immediately. He frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then slowly said, "But before that, I have to find 12 sacred feathers that are scattered all over the world."

Narration: “???”

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly——

[What the hell? I have to collect feathers?!]

[Planning team, are you really designing the main quests well?!]

[Brave Man: Before I save the world, let me do some errands!]

However, the hero's tone remained serious as he continued, "We still have to kill eight ticklish guardians."

The narrator's voice suddenly took on a suffocating tone: "A ticklish...guardian?!"

The live broadcast room was completely crazy with laughter——

【??? Ticklish???】

[Brave: The world is in danger, but these guardians' weaknesses are tickling! ]

[What kind of outrageous game setting is this?! ]

However, the brave man did not stop. His tone remained steady, as if this was a solemn mission: "Find another 50 sun fragments."

This time, the narrator was completely silent.

After a brief silence, his tone revealed a sense of helplessness: "What? So troublesome? Why don't we just go directly to the Dimension Temple."

Wang Laoju couldn't help laughing, and controlled the mouse to make the character's perspective slowly look around the room, as if looking for an option to "skip the task".

The narrator's voice continued, its tone filled with a hint of anxiety as its patience gradually faded: "Let's figure it out when we get there, okay?"

Locked door
The hero pondered for a moment, and seemed to finally accept the narrator's suggestion. He walked towards the wooden door of the room, but -

"Click."

The door didn't move.

The hero frowned and looked back into the void, as if communicating with some invisible being: "The door is locked."

The narrator's voice suddenly rose: "Then go find the key!"

The audience in the live broadcast room have been paralyzed by laughter——

[Brave Man: My journey to save the world ended in failure at a locked door!]

[Narrator: Aren't you a brave man? Kick the door!]

[Planning Team: We designed it this way just to prolong the game.]

There was a hint of helplessness in the narrator's voice: "It must be here somewhere."

Wang Laoju licked his lips and began to carefully search the room with his mouse. His eyes quickly swept across the bookshelf, under the bed, and on the table, finally stopping behind a cabinet that looked extremely suspicious.

He narrowed his eyes and clicked the suspicious object with the mouse.

The sharpest knife?

A prompt popped up on the screen, and the narrator's voice sounded faintly, with a hint of disgust in his tone: "This is not the sharpest knife in the drawer..."

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed like crazy instantly——

【??? What kind of review is this?!】

[The narrator's sharp tongue is too strong! ]

[Isn't the item description in this game too random?!]

However, the narrator's complaints weren't over yet. He sighed quietly, his tone revealing deep silence: "Are all video game characters this stupid?"

Wang Laoju couldn't help laughing. He controlled the mouse to slowly return the perspective to the brave man. Looking at the man who claimed that he was about to save the world, he sighed softly.

"Okay, Mr. Brave... Let's find the key first, and then save the world." (End of this chapter)