The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

Peng Zhi took off his gaming helmet, sat up from the bed, and looked somewhat dazed.

Suddenly going from a superhuman who could kill a bull with a single punch back to his original fragile college student state, he even felt a strong sense of unease.

The switch between the two states was so fast that it didn't give him much time to adjust. He could easily see the difference between his current sub-healthy body and his body in the game.

But putting aside his physical condition, he feels that his mental state is quite good right now.

It felt like I had just had a deep sleep, and I felt refreshed.

Realizing this, he looked down in surprise at the gaming helmet in his hand.

The whole day was still uneventful, and the small LED screen next to the charging port showed that the battery was still at full capacity.

It's one thing that the battery lasts a long time, but does wearing this helmet somehow replace sleep?

"Oh? You're awake? You didn't stay up all night either. Why were you lying in bed for so long this afternoon, wearing a helmet? Is that your new sleep mask? It's quite unique."

The speaker was another roommate named Wang Zihan. She was outgoing and had a good relationship with Peng Zhi, so she spoke without much restraint.

"That helmet was a package I picked up for him at noon. He put it on and has been sleeping ever since."

Their dormitory room is a standard four-person room, with bunk beds and desks underneath.

Duan Jianhui was sitting downstairs playing on his computer, his headphones hanging around his neck. The black and white countdown on the screen had more than thirty seconds left, so when he heard Wang Zihan's words, he casually mentioned it.

"No, it's not a sleep mask, it's a gaming helmet."

"VR glasses? PICO or Quest? I don't think I've seen this design before. What brand is it? What's the resolution?"

The person who suddenly interrupted was Zheng Wen. It was close to lunchtime, and all four people in the dormitory were there.

Zheng Wen has the typical look of a tech geek, wearing black-rimmed glasses and having quite a few acne scars on his face.

The key point is that his preferences are quite in line with this stereotype; his short video account follows not only Xiao Shaoji but also various digital bloggers.

"Those old gadgets are nothing compared to what I have. Don't say that your dad doesn't include you guys when there's something good..."

Peng Zhi, not intending to hide anything, and with a hint of showing off, told them everything about the game.

"A fully immersive virtual game? Like Sword Art Online?"

Wang Zihan glanced at him sideways, his face full of suspicion, as if to say, "Has this kid been kicked in the head by a donkey?"

Duan Jianhui watched his team get wiped out in the fountain, while the enemy team took the Baron. He immediately voted to end the game and added to the conversation.

"What Zhi's son described is more like the kind of game novels from old-fashioned online novels, right? I used to read those by Lost Tree and Mars Repulsion so much back in junior high that I forgot to eat and sleep."

"Currently, there are two recognized approaches to brain-computer interfaces: interventional and invasive. Interventional approaches do not require surgery and have the lowest risk. I remember that the latest cutting-edge achievement announced in the first half of the year was to use a brainwave cap in conjunction with a neuromorphic chip to achieve a motor intention recognition rate of over 95% and a decoding latency of less than 20ms."

Although Zheng Wen didn't directly mock him, his words implied that if he was trying to fool people, he should at least come up with a more reasonable explanation.

To put it bluntly, in his view, virtual games are indeed possible, but not now.

The currently announced technology is limited to conveying some simple instructions, such as controlling a small character to move up, down, left, and right. It is still some distance away from building application scenarios, let alone being as perfect as Peng Zhi said.

Peng Zhi didn't argue with his roommates; he was just as incredulous before actually playing the game.

Therefore, he simply asked seriously, "If such a game really existed, would you play it?"

"Is that even a question?"

"I'll just play him until the world turns upside down."

Peng Zhi opened his phone: "Okay, I'll just send the link to the dorm group. You guys can just click to apply. It's free anyway, and it won't hurt to try."

Wang Zihan then revealed a mischievous grin as if he had seen through the truth: "Alright, it's rare for you to make up such a big story. It's just that Pinduoduo helped you cut a price. We're father and son, aren't we?"

Peng Zhi was too lazy to explain. Anyway, the facts would be there in front of him, and he wasn't afraid that these rebellious sons wouldn't believe him.

After forwarding the link, he casually accepted Dog Brother's friend request and was immediately added to the group chat by Dog Brother.

They're online? Aren't Dog Bro and the others fighting monsters?

Peng Zhi scrolled up through the group chat history and immediately understood.

Lao Kuai and Keyun had already joined the group before him. After glancing at the group members, they saw that, apart from Kid, all the first batch of players were in the group.

At this moment, the two groups were sharing information and chatting enthusiastically.

[Closed Beta Player Discussion Group]

Dog Bro (Group Owner): "Brother Yuanli is here! He's the number one player on our ranking list. Everyone, please welcome him!"

Old Kuai: "(Worshiping the master.GIF)"

Sweetheart Cow: "+1"

Walk sideways across the entire region: +1

But even her departure was like a cloud: "+1"

What's the principle behind this: "..."

What's the principle behind this: "New account! Don't mess with it!"

Old Kuai: "You're too modest, boss. You can take on all of us by yourself now."

It turns out that there is a big difference between face-to-face communication and online chatting. You can hardly imagine how secretly passionate a seemingly calm middle-aged person can be online.

Seeing that the topic was going too far astray, Peng Zhi had no choice but to forcefully steer it back on track.

"From what you guys are saying, the death penalty is so severe, which proves that the game developers don't encourage players to take risks, and the game's difficulty curve is obviously unreasonable."

Anyway, Brother Niu, I definitely can't handle those jungle monsters right now. I'll level up to level 2 first to check the improvement. If it's a linear increase, I estimate I'll need to be around level 10 to be able to compete with those jungle monsters.

Sweetheart One-Hit Cow: "I agree with you, but I'd like to add something. Although this game doesn't have a team system, it doesn't seem to restrict players from forming illegal teams. When facing monsters that are too strong, you can simply overwhelm them with numbers."

Old Kuai: "Brothers, you've been walking for so long and only encountered one monster. With this monster density, this isn't farming monsters, it's practically a raid!"

Sweetheart One-Hit Cow: "Your words have reminded me. Before they stop giving out test slots, everyone should quickly invite some friends to play."

Dog Bro: "That makes sense, I'll call for reinforcements right away."

Sweetheart One-Hit Cow: "It's best to be someone who actually plays the game. There are definitely not many spots available for the closed beta, so don't recruit socially driven players."

Dog Bro: "Don't worry, I'll just get my employees to play. I doubt they'll dare to play sporadically. Anyway, Brother Kuai said that playing this game is like sleeping, it won't affect their work efficiency during the day."

Old Kuai: "Damn, there's this guy in the group who should be hanging up a streetlight."

Dog Bro: "Of course I'll pay overtime. (Red-eye effect.jpg)"

Peng Zhi was about to say that he had already recommended the game to his roommates when he was suddenly interrupted by his roommates' exclamations of amazement.