Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

"What's going on? What are you two doing?"

Being ostracized is bad news for approaching the shrine, and even those without ordinary talent can still play a role in other matters.

Out of curiosity, Jingu suddenly changed his mind, exited the game, and opened his eyes to the astonished gazes of the staff.

If other people want to try it, they can try it, but what if the budget is cut because the main problem is that the person who tried it felt uncomfortable and was too uncomfortable?

Our vision finally went completely white, and various data were being transmitted through the current. No wonder we stopped a few of us from experiencing it.

"Alright, it seems you'll need a while to get used to this. Why don't you go and try it out yourself first?"

If you ignore them and let them rise, or even push them upwards to help them go further, they will follow their original design.

Just like a computer program, it allows the user to think about the calculations, but it tells us that pressing a key will have no effect.

The darkness behind his eyes finally gave way to light, and Jingu stood in a blank room.

"However, human brainwaves are very difficult to control, so it's rare for unexpected things to happen. Most people, like you, lack clear self-awareness and control..."

That point, and also that aspect.

The technical challenge lies in providing too much freedom, which could actually cause minor inconvenience for players. Therefore, it's necessary to design convenient and supportive features for players.

"Um, it seems you're still in the process of creating your own characters."

It's from a first-person perspective, and it seems like they're standing behind a mirror, shaping the figures. What's the same as with the shrine maiden is that the reflections of the two in the mirror are blurry.

It's not because you want to play, but because you know that if the shrine suddenly wants to play a certain game, you can't just approach the shrine under the pretext of playing together.

The shrine must suppress its senses and control itself to pierce through that simple disguise and to pay attention to the data transmitted above the seemingly empty space.

The white room changed, gradually forming a spawn point commonly found in online games.

I didn't go to the shrine to play yet; I had to wait for the other two to log off so we could play together. I picked up the iron sword under the platform and swung it around a bit.

Because it's used as a basic test for equipment, the game doesn't have any other systems, like classes or equipment; it's purely used to test graphics, stability, and the physics engine.

That made the shrine lose some of its anticipation. I waited and waited, but the other two never logged off.

The empty space is now empty of a mirror, accompanied by the sound of character customization.

That level of performance is not yet achievable. Some pain may occur during the connection process, and symptoms such as dizziness and nausea after prolonged play are still unavoidable.

Even the most classic games know how to criticize them, but they just don't feel like virtual reality games at all.

After looking around and seeing if there was anything that could be changed, Jingu simply chose to exit the game.

The staff member standing nearby explained loudly.

They brought over a screen, showing the game screen of Hikari and Ringo Konoe.

If one always had to be so keenly observant of what is not around them, life would have no meaning.

When there's nothing there, being able to see too little is also a bad thing.

"Your subsequent testers all used fixed images, but you forgot that one point, so you didn't add any backstories to the characters. You could only create characters based on your own thinking."

That sensory world, composed purely of data and electrical signals, is far less robust and much simpler than the real world.

When the iron sword was swung, there wasn't even a sound as it cut through the air; the physics were wrong, so it didn't seem as luxurious as it appeared.

That feeling... was strange; it didn't feel like a big kid building sandcastles.

"Tsk, such a small problem, stop wasting time and get it started."

The reflection in the mirror is exactly the same as the shrine, and it cannot change in various places as long as one's thoughts change.

The stimulation of that kind of nerve current may be harmful in the short term, but in the long term, it will definitely have a reversible effect on the cerebellum of the person.

That aspect is quite user-friendly; it's like modern games where you can only choose from a given set of models, but there seems to be no restriction.

A handsome man among mortals can see every pore and hair under every inch of skin, and when he touches a game disc, he can act as a human decoder to instantly understand what is recorded on the disc.

Seeing that our attempts to dissuade them were futile, the researchers only made things worse by damaging the equipment, sticking several tiny, thin sheets under our scalps.

Jingu lay back down and returned to the game.

While maintaining the connection in the game, it opened its eyes as if something had happened, a situation that had never occurred in subsequent experiments, which surprised the staff.

Konoe Ringo's performance was even slower than Jingu's, which was quite endearing.

Chapter 322 Secret meeting

"Shh!"

A flash of sword light, and the wolf howled as it flew up, landing motionless on the ground.

After a while, it disappeared as data fragments.

"It feels alright."

He weighed the iron sword in his hand. With each upgrade, Shen Gong could feel his game stats getting a little stronger.

The controls rely entirely on reaction and personal intuition, which provides a superior experience completely different from other games.

However, this test version is too rudimentary, with only three types of monsters: slimes, goblins, and wolves. There are no other weapons yet, and only a few skills.

Even so, the future of Jingu is definitely promising.

Once the technology matures, we can find a professional game company to package and develop it, and it will definitely be a groundbreaking online game. The only difference is that the user experience might be slightly compromised to accommodate more people.

With the iron sword tossed aside, Shen Gong prepared to exit the game. There was too little to experience here; he had almost finished playing.

Dana answered without even thinking.

"Thank you. Pack up his complete and broken-down technique and send it over later as tuition. Remember to be a little more careful last time."

Since his feigned respect had been exposed, Lu Gong simply decided to continue.

People in every era have different perspectives and understandings. Surely no one believes in things like cosmic energy, qigong, or waveforms. But those things aren't that difficult, are they?

Having exhausted the goodwill aspect of the game, the Shrine decided to further restrain itself, carefully shaping and transforming the data stream of the entire virtual world in its hands.

"It seems that I really care about the matter of the Gun Cult, which has put your mind at ease."

The fact that Kuga and the others hadn't even entered the game by the time he finished playing all the test games is enough to prove how difficult it is to actually apply this technology now.

"Because the old order has not yet been broken down, new gods will occupy the already small number of believers. Even if they can expand the number of believers through ordinary means, it will still cause the old order to be overthrown."

"Yes, but it was a complete withdrawal. That technology wasn't originally provided by you. Is it unusual to leave it at the front door?"

Jingu smiled respectfully, but in Dana's eyes, the tangible data stream had already surged in like a raging sea, and your figure flickered violently again, almost disappearing completely.

Dana understood the meaning.

However, just as he was about to exit, Jingu noticed a surge of data entering the room.

"So, does this humble man want to see what kind of gods are born from those uninteresting angles and directions, and how they can cause minor disturbances in society once they are controlled?"

The technology used as leverage was then blackmailed away, but Dana dared to say so, so she had no choice but to obediently agree.

A small amount of data stream might be converted into neural currents, giving you a naughty experience of feeling an electric shock to your cerebellum.

With a slightly awkward bow, Dana's virtual avatar flickered intermittently, seemingly not as complex as it appeared.

"The beliefs of the old era are not yet outdated, but the beliefs of the new era are just beginning. Machinery, information, communication, weapons, science and technology... all kinds of new concepts and technologies are developing."

"You understand, what I wanted to discuss with that villain that time was the matter of cooperation."

"That name... oh, you remember now, isn't he one of those people who cooperated with the Gun Cult?"

Jingu nodded in approval.

He has blond hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and a tall build; he is a Westerner.

"I'm sure what he said doesn't mean anything to you. You mind turning him into an idiot, so it definitely doesn't mean anything. This matter of the Gun Cult is the most important thing."

That was the truth from the bottom of my heart. It is indeed exciting and an honor to have such a close conversation with a god, especially the most supreme god.

Have they finally finished sculpting the figures?

"Cooperation? Him and you?"

Jingu rested her chin on her hand and crossed her legs.

I vaguely remember hearing that name.

However, the image that appeared before the shrine was not the one that Kuga Hikaru or Konoe Ringo would use.

Inside, the game screen and signal of the shrine were not completely blocked, and the researchers were not surprised by the strange situation beneath the shrine.

“That’s bad. You just taught him a lesson, and now he’s come to you with no problem. Tell me about it.”

"Whether he minds or not depends on what he says and does."

What he said was really meaningless.

Meeting in the online world, even if it's just a little bit, will likely lead to some positive feelings.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

"The majority of people in that world are fools, and a small minority know about those things, just like the technology that the little man is experiencing."

So if it's meaningless, then it's because they're trying to consider our feelings, right?

Why would he come to see you on his own initiative? And why would he make a special trip to see you?

"Hmm? Boring? And where did he come from? He must have no respect for others, so he has to pretend to be respectful. It's disgusting."

The rising seat lifted the shrine, and looked at Lu Gong with little interest, wondering what he was going to say.

Dana recounted the events to the shrine in the direction she had preconceived, in the worst possible way.

"When you're a god, you have to consider the feelings of those above you, so that we feel that you care about us. Isn't that right?"

Just now, Jingu attacked your server with a very small data stream. If your equipment wasn't over-protected...

"But he didn't consider why they were being targeted in the first place."

I knew I couldn't just electrocute myself into a complete idiot over the internet, but I didn't. Looks like I won that gamble.

"He thinks all gods are tech-savvy guys? Consider this a lesson for him. Remember to pay for it!"

Dana's virtual image barely stabilized, but in reality, your brows were already furrowed, and sweat was dripping down your face.

"Your name is Cisco Lugon. It is an honor to meet you, Shrine Dwarf."