The words in this postcard revealed the ultimate perfunctory attitude and the subtext of treating players as enemies, but Hojo Natsuki was deeply moved and immediately forgot the flag of 'not even dogs would pay for this stupid [beep—] game'. He was very proud and felt that this was a good start, symbolizing that the friendship between him and the main pet of Qinwa was officially climbing up from the bottom.
So he decisively sent a message to Qinwa: [What else do you want? A sniper rifle? ]
While waiting for a reply, Hojo Natsuki noticed a small bubble in the corner of his avatar, with a transparent number in it: 9.
If you look closely, you will see a similar one next to the frog's head, but it has more, 20.
He frowned, swiped upwards the message interface, and immediately had a guess.
Try sending another one.
[Natsuki]：How about the AS50 rifle? It has excellent performance.
The number changed from 9 to 8, which unfortunately confirmed his guess.
Hojo Natsuki's blood pressure suddenly soared. He opened the customer service interface and asked: [Why is there a limit on the number of chats when communicating with Frog? Limiting it is fine, but limiting it to 20 sentences, are you still human? ]
This communication app worth 880,000 clover makes people feel up and down. It's crazy to spend money and still suffer. What does this game want him to do
AI Customer Service: [Hello, I’m here, Xiaome is here to serve you]
AI Customer Service: [Your Guagua [Qinwa]'s current favorability is -150. When the favorability is negative, the number of exchanges with Guagua will be strictly limited. Every 24 hours, the exchange quota will be reset, please be patient. ]
Hojo Natsuki: “…”
He took a deep breath, calmly exited the interface, and prepared to go back to the App Store to search for the full name of the game production company.
Isn't it just a little-known game company? Maybe just a studio with a few dozen people? It's just a small workshop. Just buy it. It shouldn't cost a lot of money... Then the first thing to do after buying it is to fire this idiot planner and replace him with a reliable one.
[Buzz—]
Manual customer service: [Dear, we are very sorry to encounter this rare situation. We have sent a [Guagua Photo] to your mailbox as compensation, and opened the rights enjoyed by you when the player level reaches LV.5 in advance: [Simulated Business] and [Planet Flip·Limited Receiving], welcome to experience it]
Manual customer service: [We are sorry that we did not bring you a pleasant enough gaming experience. For more game instructions, please read the appendix page of [Frog Breeding Guide]]
Perhaps this customer service representative realized that the company's plan was in danger, so he came like a timely rain and brought back Hojo Natsuki's sanity by giving her a gift.
Obviously, the life of a planned dog is not as important as a cute croaking photo. Hojo Natsuki immediately opened the mailbox and found a photo of a sleeping frog.
It lay down under a bunch of pale pink mushrooms, its paws neatly folded on its belly, and it slept peacefully with its eyes closed.
Hojo Natsuki: “!”
so cute!
He immediately put the unpleasantness behind him, and at this time, the reply from Qinwa also popped up.
[Gin]：Yes.
Want a sniper rifle? Buy it! You can buy any!
Hojo Natsuki casually spent another million clover to buy the [AS50 Sniper Rifle] and immediately gave it away. As he wished, he saw Qinwa holding the gun and examining it carefully, unable to let it go, and a smile appeared on his face.
Is it weird that a quack likes sniper rifles
of course not.
In the world where Hojo Natsuki lives, most people have been brainwashed by scientific education since childhood and firmly believe in materialism. At most, they will occasionally pray to gods and Buddhas for some psychological comfort; but beneath the calm and peaceful surface, there is turmoil that ordinary people can hardly imagine.
There are people with special abilities, sorcerers, and people who fight with the flame of awakening in this world. The Port Mafia where Hojo Natsuki works is a group of people with special abilities. As one of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia, he has seen too many things.
The world's number one killer in reality can be a five-year-old baby, so what's wrong with a little kid in the game liking to play with guns
Not to mention that it likes playing with guns, it can even be a sniper!
System: [Qin Frog obtains the equipment [Sniper Rifle], and the relevant values are unlocked]
The attribute panel of the Qin frog popped up directly.
Under a row of question marks, a few attributes provide some clues.
[Firearms proficiency: B-]
[Gun Talent: SSS]
[Sniper Talent: SSS]
Hojo Natsuki: “…”
Wait, are you kidding me? With such an outrageous talent point count, is this really going to make the frog a sniper? Help! Who can imagine a little frog sniping
The system popped up another message as if to make things more interesting—
[Do you want to build a [simulated shooting range] for [Qinwa]? [Y/N]]
[Price: 250,000 clover]
[Description: [Simulated shooting range] is equipped with the latest sniper assistance technology, holographic images accurately restore the actual scene, AI famous teachers come to give instructions, one-on-one targeted tutoring, and your performance improves rapidly. Build a simulated shooting range to let your quack win at the starting line! ]
The phrase "let your children win at the starting line" is enough to make most parents who push their children to fall into the consumption trap of extracurricular tutoring classes. Hojo Natsuki, who has no experience in dealing with it, is no exception. He is shamefully tempted.
And to be honest, he was really curious about what it was like to be a sniper.
The price of 250,000 clovers was reasonable. Xia Shu hesitated for only half a minute before pressing [Yes].
After the purchase, the system guided him back to the courtyard interface. There was a small house in the courtyard, and a plaque at the door read [Simulated Shooting Range].
The red and black colors seemed like flowing liquid, their level of detail being totally out of place in the whole painting, like a game CG inserted into a child's sketch.
Below the LOGO it says [Simulated Operation], which is one of the two functions that the customer service just compensated him with, and which is said to be available only after reaching Lv.5.
To be honest, if using this pattern, it would be more appropriate to rename this module "Faction Confrontation".
Xia Shu is not very interested in simulation business games, mainly because they are too easy. The mainstream real-time strategy games and strategy management games on the market are not difficult for him. He thinks the business model of a cute pet placement mobile game will not be very interesting.
Game companies are using all sorts of creative methods to retain players.
Hojo Natsuki was not in the mood, so he did not click on it right away. Instead, he took a walk around the [simulated shooting range] and then came out to build the courtyard.
There are actually a lot of interesting little things in the courtyard. In addition to the clover field in the middle, you can also plant crops and raise fish, and there is even a workbench for Gua Gua to do handicrafts.
Unfortunately, the little frog had no interest in making handicrafts, so the workbench and materials were left in the sun to gather dust.
On the far left of the courtyard is a round arch bridge over the small river.
It really has some of the feeling of a home with a small bridge and flowing water.
Hojo Natsuki tried to click on the bridge to see if he could fish. Experienced fishermen have such a high level of self-cultivation that they start to get sick when they see water. However, the game did not understand his heart and popped up [Edit Bridge].
Xia Shu: “…”
Tsk.
Forget it, now that it has popped up, let’s see what tricks we can play.
[Natsuki]: I built a holographic shooting range for you, come back and play soon
It was several hours ago that this message was received, and Kurosawa Jin, who had just finished work, only belatedly remembered it.
In this era when VR devices have not yet been released, "hologram" is a brand new concept. He can only understand the meaning of the whole sentence as "simulation". While guessing the form of this thing, he paid attention to the surrounding conditions and was cautious to the point of being timid.
Kurosawa Jin walked slowly along the river bank. It was already late autumn, and the night wind blew away the warmth on his skin, and the coldness of the river water hit his throat directly.
Under the dim street lights, the swaying leaves on the roadside are like ghosts.
The lights in the residential area are not like those in the CBD, which stay on day and night. People turn over and fall asleep early. Only a few windows are lit, as if waving to someone who has not yet returned home.
Such a scene, coupled with the late night, always makes the lonely wanderer sentimental, grateful for his own fate, and envious of those who have a home in this city.
Kurosawa Jin was not envious, but he suddenly thought of his mother.
Although the two years he lived with her in the small town were not pleasant, they were indeed a time of peace and tranquility that he never experienced again.
Four or five years later, looking back, Kurosawa did not think that this kind of well-ordered happiness that was cherished by people was worth cherishing.
There is a kind of person who is born to experience a more thrilling life, stepping onto rocky cliffs and rushing to beaches full of reefs. He is such a person, and so is his biological father.
They stood quietly in front of the woman's tombstone, gazing at her still-glamorous black-and-white photo, without shedding a single tear.
Partings happen all the time in this world, and Kurosawa Jin has long understood this.
The moment his mother left, the last person in the world who would leave the light on for him in the living room had also left; he would not be held hostage by weak emotions, but this thought was like a needle, gently pricking his heart; it didn't hurt, but it couldn't be ignored.
Kurosawa Zhen climbed the stairs, and the night and the river flowed away.
Taking advantage of the height of the bridge, he looked out at the windows of the houses and found that his own window was dark, which meant that the man had not received a reply and had temporarily left. The so-called "simulated shooting range" would probably not be seen until tomorrow, and he didn't know what it would be.
He walked a short distance on the bridge and was about to get off. However, just as his feet touched the stone steps, a flash of light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes - coming from under his feet, and he couldn't tell what it was for a while.
Kurosawa's formation was quickly retracted and he took a few steps back. His first reaction was to move away and around.
The phone in my pocket vibrated slightly.
[Natsuki]: I did it, don't panic
Kurosawa Jin was silent for a moment, wavering between taking a detour of nearly two kilometers or two hundred meters, and finally chose the latter. If that person wanted to harm him, there were hundreds of ways, and such a stupid and direct trick would not be the best.
He stepped onto the first step carefully and lightly, like a cat stretching out its paw pads to try to touch an unfamiliar object.
A hazy stream of light leaped up and flickered on the stone surface.
Apart from that, nothing happened.
Hei Zezhen relaxed his guard slightly and walked down quickly. The fluorescence on the staircase gradually brightened and extinguished with his regular steps, as if he was crossing a river by stepping on the stars. After he left, these stars laid out for him returned to silence very obediently.
Looking back, the bridge is still the same arch bridge, and the steps have returned to their ordinary, honest and simple appearance. I look back quietly.
There's news about that person again.
The snow-white puppy was confined in a square portrait frame, smiling at him as if asking for credit.
[Natuski]：It looks good =w=
Kurosawa Jin stared at the puppy for a few seconds and closed his phone expressionlessly.
"… childish."
(End of this chapter)