My Players Keep Grinding in the Post-Apocalyptic World

Chapter 120: :What kind of game is this

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The monitor made a safe sound, indicating that Feng Yi's data had returned to normal.

"Oh, so thirsty..."

Feng Yi opened his eyes and saw his colleagues and several strangers in front of him.

He was lying in a hospital bed.

Partner Dawei said: "Feng Yi, you are awake... The operation was successful."

Feng Yi sat up, covering his head.

"My head... hurts."

Dawei said, "It hurts... When I took you to the hospital, you rolled your eyes. The doctor said you might have a heart attack or acute cerebral hemorrhage. I was scared. Fortunately, it was just a problem with your hormones and a moderate concussion. The doctor said you will feel sore all over for a while and your head will feel uncomfortable."

Feng Yi tried to move his body, and sure enough, his whole body ached as if he had over-exercised, and his head felt a little dizzy.

He closed his eyes and asked, "How is the gangster?"

At this time, the director spoke up: "Xiao Feng, don't worry, the two criminals have lost their ability to move and are now lying in the hospital. Our people have completely controlled them. You have made a great contribution this time! You helped our province catch these vicious criminals. Just wait for the commendation from above!"

Feng Yi nodded.

"It's good that we caught them. I left two of them alive on purpose, hoping they can help the higher-ups."

At this moment, Xiaoshuai and Xiaomei fell to their knees.

"Thank you, Officer Feng! You saved our whole family!"

At the door, two elderly people who had not come in also knelt down.

"Officer Feng, you are our family's savior. We only have one son, Xiao Shuai... If anything happens to him, we will have to send him off with our young son. Thank you! You are truly the Fighting Buddha who came down to earth to save the world. We will worship you and burn incense for you every day..."

The two old men kowtowed and bowed, and the colleagues outside quickly helped them up.

Feng Yi also patted the two young men's hands and gave a weak smile.

"Okay, it's good that you survived... Live a good life in the future. If you survive a disaster, you will have good fortune in the future."

"Um!"

"Wuwuwu..."

The two newlyweds wiped their tears and expressed their gratitude repeatedly, and finally left after being persuaded by their colleagues.

Everyone exchanged a few more pleasantries and praised Feng Yi's bravery. The local newspaper office was crowded outside the door wanting to interview him, but their colleagues persuaded them to wait until Feng Yi felt better before coming back.

When everyone left.

Feng Yi closed his eyes and recalled what happened this morning.

"Windrunner... is actually real."

"That speed... the perception... the world in slow motion..."

"What kind of game is "End of the World OL"..."

He took out his cell phone and looked at WeChat.

Before that, he asked his brothers from the police academy to help him investigate the facts behind this game.

The news just came at noon today.

"Lao Feng, this game is a bit weird. We have formed a special investigation team. I have joined this team. We are currently investigating the cause and effect of this game, and we have already infiltrated two colleagues in the game..."

...

The time goes back to 6 o'clock in the morning.

Wei Long and Fang Gang were playing games in the investigation team's office wearing helmets, and their colleagues were watching them outside to prevent any accidents.

A night passed and the two testers slept peacefully without any problems.

Until 6 o'clock in the morning, after logging off from the game.

The two men took off their helmets, looked at each other... and then fell silent.

Next to him, Wang Meng, who had been dozing off, stood up.

"How is it? What did you gain? Did you find any trace of the suspect?"

Wei Long opened his mouth... and closed it again.

Fang just wanted to say something, but he scratched his head and didn't know where to start.

Wang Meng snapped his fingers.

"Hey! Are you playing in the Lost Lake? I have a question for you guys!"

Wei Long: "Captain Wang, this game is not what we thought it was. It's a... very special kind."

Fang Gang: "It's a kind of game that's hard to describe, but it's really, really special. I've been searching for games for 3 years, but I've never played this kind of game... well... it's just very special. It's not intentionally playing with colors or using killing as a selling point, but it has all the elements. If I have to use an adjective to describe it... ... real!"

Wei Long nodded frantically.

"Yes, yes, yes! It is real! A very real game world. What we can do is the same as in the real world, but with some more game elements. I experienced it for one night. Putting aside those slightly out of line scenes, it is really a good game, a game that can change the world's gaming landscape."

Fang Gang: "And this game doesn't have any charging points! Just like a charity game, I even want to say... the dog planner is really conscientious."

Wang Meng: “…”

Wang Meng was caught off guard when he heard such high evaluations from his two subordinates.

He imagined many possibilities.

Ticket solicitation platforms, online gambling, metaverse leeks... and other forms, but no one has ever thought of such a great and glorious result.

As we all know, it is impossible for anyone to do business at a loss.

Those pharmaceutical companies that develop drugs to cure diseases and save lives are not doing charity, but to gain technological monopoly and earn extremely high profits.

Life-saving medicine is like this, a game... You said it's not for making money.

Is it to generate electricity for love

So funny!

It is rare to find people who do things for love, except for those who write crappy online articles.

Wang Meng: "So... you two are ready to defect to the enemy camp?"

"Ahem! No, no... I'm just telling you my truest feelings so that you can make a better judgment."

"Captain Wang, you taught me not to look at things through tinted glasses. I will try to describe this game to you objectively. It's a pity... It would be great if the helmet could be used by different people. You can also experience it online."

After getting the helmet yesterday, a few people tried it. After they put it on... it didn’t work when other people put it on. It showed that the identity didn’t match, and then they were ejected.

One helmet per person.

"Well... then tell me all the details of the game."

Wang Meng calmed down and decided to take off his tinted glasses and listen to the game first.

"Oh, right! Xiao Li will continue to investigate Cheng Shaofeng's previous social relationships and sources of income today... I don't believe he can just disappear from the face of the earth!"

"Yes! Captain Wang!"

Captain Wang’s assistant, Xiao Li, is Feng Yi’s classmate.

...

"Old Feng, I found out today that Cheng Shaofeng once worked at Duoyu Company. I plan to visit his former colleagues to see if there are any clues. If you have any other information, please tell me. This matter... is indeed a bit unreasonable."

Feng Yi: “Okay.”

"Sentinel... What kind of person are you? Cheng Shaofeng... Are you really a game designer?"

“What kind of game is “End of the World OL”...”

... ...

PS: Today there are 3 updates with 7,500 words.

Damn it! Why can’t I finish writing 10,000 words

Obviously I have tried very hard...

Could it be... Could it be... that the monthly tickets are not enough