Chapter 230 229 good disciple, you two this style still need to practice ah [request
Chapter 230 229. good disciple, you two this style still need to practice ah [beg for moonlight votes 410
Professor Chen, always called himself the old head of Chen, this year more than sixty years old, character and kindly have the bones of the old generation of intellectuals, it is said that when he was young in a number of design institutes stayed in the hope that there was a career but ultimately did not step up, and finally circled back to his alma mater as a tutor of the Department of Design.
He did not hate the job of teaching.
Unfortunately, in a well-known university in the non-famous specialties to be honest is also difficult to reap what big benefits, but perhaps because of the oil and water is less so that he and his students get along with each other, not so much bad things.
The Ash Beater and the Brick Mover were the last class of graduate students he had brought up, and after these two unreliable goods graduated Old Chen Tou was planning to go home to enjoy his life as well.
His partner passed away a few years ago, and his two sons have started their own families, so he occasionally brings his grandchildren back to make his old age quite fulfilling.
Generally speaking, people who have a full life in reality will not like to find solace in the virtual world, of course, the main reason why old Chentou played fewer games is still because he did not catch up with the good times.
When he was the same age as the gray man, even arcades were still a rarity.
Therefore, when his two students said that they wanted to pull him together to play games, Old Chentou refused.
On the one hand, because of many years of self-discipline, he really didn’t like this kind of pastime, how good is it to have that time to find a few good fellows to play chess or fish?
On the other hand, he really felt that he could not keep up with the times.
The best hand-drawn paper in the current era of computer office more or less seem out of place, while the mainstream software, although also will use, as a designer’s thinking is barely out of date, his students into the community development is also good, and will occasionally come back to see him, but that trademark two-finger Zen will occasionally make the department of the young teachers whispering.
He knew all about it.
He just pretended not to know.
Confusion is bliss.
But before he could seriously refuse, which was the effort of eating a meal and going around downstairs after filling out the test application, a courier box quietly appeared at Old Chentou’s doorstep.
This startled the old man.
Although he lives in a luxury neighborhood, but the delivery of express delivery can be sent directly to the doorstep of his first time to see, coupled with this delivery speed can not be a little too fast, right?
His own students clearly said that the estimated 12 or so ah, this is just after 5 hours less than.
“Could it be that the delivery place is very close to here?”
Old Chentou picked up the express box into the house, very cautious survey.
The shipper only had a column that read “Alpha Corporation’s “Real Otherworld” test group invites you to participate in a great event”, and the contact number underneath was a virtual protection-generated transfer number that was completely untraceable.
He grunted and opened the box, which contained a black motorcycle helmet-like piece of gaming hardware.
There was no protective case, no support bracket, not even the cheapest plastic foam.
It was pretty shabby!
“Just bring this thing up, I hear them say?”
Old Chen Tou was at least a professor, and the common sense of a high-level intellectual told him that this thing wasn’t very reliable.
Although he specialized in the academic field he was good at, the circle of academics was just that big, and he really hadn’t heard of this kind of virtual reality technology being used to the extent that it could be used to develop games in recent years.
He didn’t dare to put something that didn’t even have a production logo on his head.
What if this three-less product suddenly exploded?
He remembered that his student Xiao Du said that there was a forum that he could go on, so he held the helmet in his arms and went into the study, opened the new computer that his oldest son had given him and logged on to the forum website, where he found the official guide post for the gaming helmet.
Probably read it once and found that this thing’s function is quite comprehensive, exit the post randomly clicked into a few of today’s hot posts in the spam post.
He didn’t really care about the content, he was just looking for some details to prove that this wasn’t a prank.
As a result, he found that the most hotly discussed topic on the forum is about the “Jackal” purging operation, and many people are discussing who will win the standings, which team is more powerful, and there are even some who didn’t get the helmets to relieve the gluttony of the party specifically opened a prediction post and also made a handicap.
“This doesn’t feel like a fake, Xiao Du is not going to hire more than 300 people to play a joke on me, right?”
Old Chen Tou spent ten minutes to collect enough information, he began to believe that this game really exists, and through the helmet in his hand can enter the virtual reality world known as “brainwave induction”.
“I’m not an expert in this field, but this theory isn’t quite right, is it? I don’t remember the technology related to brainwave sensing working like this.”
Professor Chen grumbled and sat down on his computer chair, staring at the game helmet in his hand for nearly a minute before finally making up his mind.
He picked up his cell phone and sent a message to his good student, telling him to wait for him in the game, and then put the helmet on his head.
Hey, you don’t say, this thing seems to be customized.
It’s just the right size.
The inner lining made of some unknown material is quite comfortable against the scalp, and the front view section transforms into the characteristic semi-virtual feeling of VR devices when the helmet is powered up.
There are only three initial icons.
A forum portal, a built-in browser, and the last one was the icon for The Real Otherworld.
The icon was exquisitely made, like a miniature print depicting a city under the starlight, Old Chen Tou’s worries in his heart dropped by half when he saw this extremely technological minimalist design.
His grandson had a VR device that he had also played with, operating what was basically the same.
“It does seem to be something.”
The old professor adjusted his chair to a comfortable position, then reached out and clicked on the game icon.
In the next instant, a ball of light flickered on before his eyes, not harshly but very softly, and the glow rendered the entire field of vision before turning into a dark nebulae wavering, followed by a slight sense of weightlessness under the illumination of the starry sky.
It was as if the spirit was entering some vessel.
Old Chentou’s last glimpse was of a starry sky.
He then opened his eyes.
Perhaps it stemmed from the special habits of the elderly that made him not get up immediately, but rather felt his body and touch first, and then looked around.
The field of vision swayed along with the movement of his eyes and head, so real that it was as if he was in his own bed.
He smelled that damp, cold odor that was characteristic of a shadowy place, reminding him of the basement he had rented for a while in his youth when he first joined the workforce, a memory from a long time ago.
Hmm?
Nope!
His mind seemed to have cleared up a lot all of a sudden, and there was no more of the old fatigue brought about by his trapped age, and even his body seemed to have returned to the time when he was in the prime of his life.
It wasn’t an illusion.
Old Chentou rolled over and got up from the stone platform he was lying on, he could feel the power of “youth” contained in his new body.
He seemed to have returned to the peak of his twenties all of a sudden!
Then, his eyes looked ahead, and the surroundings of the Midnight Chamber came into view.
The light from the gas lamps above his head cast shadows on the pillars and the floor, there were platforms around him but not a single person, and only at the end of his line of sight could he see a figure walking through the shadows.
He could hear the footsteps of shoes against the ground coming from far away.
The man’s cloak was still swaying behind him, his shadow pulling an ominous reflection on the ground, as if he could feel a dissonance just by looking directly at him.
“My warrior.”
Murphy’s magnetic voice in the darkness had just opened up when the old professor suddenly took a step back.
It was too real!
Old Chen Tou heard that voice.
But he suddenly felt a sense of trepidation from the bottom of his heart, had he really come to another world?
This wasn’t like playing a game at all!
Damn!
He still has his family over there. Driven by this sudden emotion, Professor Chen sat up his body from the computer chair in one roll and removed the gaming helmet from his head with both hands, he panted and looked at the familiar study in front of him, as well as the glittering computer screen with the various specialized books that filled the bookshelves at the back.
Four or five of them were written by himself.
A pot of greenery sat on the edge of the desk.
It is said that this thing can reduce the radiation from the computer Well, the professor knows that is impossible, but the elderly seek psychological comfort.
“This thing.”
He sat in his computer chair, cradling the gaming helmet in his arms, and shook his head after taking a deep breath:
“Incredible ah, no wonder those two young people are so addicted, I’m all this old man almost didn’t grasp it.”
He calmed down a bit got up and made himself a cup of tea, then once again put the helmet on his head.
This time it wasn’t as careful as before.
However, a prompt popped up in front of his eyes, because he had just been overly emotional and directly triggered a forced disconnection, he needed to wait for fifteen minutes before he could come online again, and the helmet’s built-in AI suggested that he activate the helmet’s physiological monitoring first.
Before Old Chen Tou could figure out where that switch was, his cell phone rang, and after connecting it, Heaven’s Chosen Fighting Gray Man’s panting voice rang out from the other end:
“Old Chen Tou, are you alright? Just now, Brother Fat messaged me, saying that the backend of Alpha Corporation’s tester safeguard group had monitored your very violent mood swings and triggered a security alert. He asked me to message him back after confirming your physical condition.
I thought you didn’t have a heart attack before, right?
Do you want Sun and I to go over there now?”
“It’s fine, it’s fine, I’m just shocked.”
Once the old professor heard that the other Alpha Company really did have a test group to monitor the player’s mental condition in real time, he was even more relieved.
He laughed and said:
“This game is too real, you know, I feel like I’ve really gone to another world, and heartily said that this vampires’ ‘netherworld style’ aesthetic is quite unique.”
“And making jokes about this hell, it seems like you’re really okay.”
The Gray Man’s side also sighed in relief, and only after confirming that Professor Chen was truly fine did he hang up the phone.
“Almost made a joke.”
Old Chen Tou himself was amused.
He shook his head as he clicked on that game helmet’s operating instructions on the forums once again, and logged back in smoothly after turning on the built-in physiological monitoring program.
It was the same process as just now, the same spiritual connection, and the same reopening of the eyes.
But this time, Old Chen Tou was no longer afraid.
He could leave this game world at any time.
As long as the logout function remained, as long as he could return to the real world at any time, wasn’t this an overly realistic game?
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In the midnight chamber, Murphy was also taken aback.
He knew that Professor Chen was coming to Transylvania, and had planned to come and personally greet him to express his respect for high-level intellectuals and professionals, but as a result, just as he opened his mouth, Professor Chen’s body in front of him dissipated into a ball of light.
Ha?
Is he so scary in old Chen’s eyes?
Scared him off directly?
It’s not that bad.
A vampire as beautiful as himself should logically be unisex.
After waiting for several minutes, Murphy sensed Old Chentou reconnecting again, so he cast Summoning Technique again, the same process of psychic energy simulating the physical projection as earlier, and then Old Chentou climbed up from the stone platform with athletic movements.
“Greetings, my warrior.”
Murphy made his expression softer this time, full of affinity as he extended his hand to Prof. Chen, whose game ID in front of him was named “Old Man of the Construction Site”, as he said:
“My two architects recommended you to me, and they praised you as a first-rate architectural titan of the Otherworld, my territory and I are very pleased to welcome you, and your wisdom and knowledge will surely impress Transylvania as well.”
“Ah, you flatter me.”
Professor Chen felt that this NPC in front of him was really good at talking, and the person’s manners were really elegant, and his face was handsome enough, his own little grandson would have to grow up like this in the future that would be too reassuring.
However, when his fingers touched, the coldness unique to vampire skin made Old Chen Tou subconsciously shrink his fingers.
He felt as if he was touching a piece of ice.
It was only then that he saw the blood light shining from the depths of Murphy’s eyes and his overly white to pale skin.
“You’re. A vampire?”
“Well, for an atheist, a creature like me is indeed difficult for you to understand, but I’m sure you’ll soon realize that I’m not like other vampires.”
Murphy smiled back as he said:
“Your students are already waiting for you outside the chamber.”
“Swish, swish, swish, swish.”
Right in the middle of Murphy’s speech, the Whoop Meow Brother Six who had accidentally hung up earlier also resurrected at this time, and as soon as they came online, they climbed up in a fiery hurry and rushed outside the secret room.
They had to hurry to the administration office to report their “Big Bird Spinning” group and then participate in the elimination of the jackals.
They were already too far behind.
“Huh! There’s another newcomer!”
The small hand with the sharpest eyes looked back and exclaimed:
“Why is it still an old grandpa? Holy shit, it’s not even if this testing group treats us young adults as laborers, but even old grandpas aren’t spared?”
“Huh?”
When Brother Woo Meow, who was running in front, heard this, he immediately braked sharply, and with the superb dexterity of his black iron body, he smoothly turned the corner and took a big jump, and turned around in the air with flirtatiousness and precision, and steadily landed beside Old Chen Tou.
The cunning socialite smilingly stretched out his hand and said to the old man:
“You’re Professor Chen, the mentor of the Gray Man Beater, right? Hey, that kid said on the forums earlier that he was going to ask you to come to Transylvania for guidance! Aiya aiya, us youngsters just can’t do things securely, we still need an experienced old-timer like you to help us keep an eye on things, it’s really troublesome for you.”
These words directly gave Old Chen Tou a happy hearing.
He squeezed his eyes and said:
“Young man often does reception, right? Your official words are really one after another, and my two students are also indebted to you for taking care of them.”
“Hey, we support each other, that, you first busy, we still have things to do, some other time to visit you, I have a few boxes of good tea it.
Lord Murphy please don’t worry!
We will definitely root out those damn jackals and defend the order of Transylvania!”
Brother Woo Meow flew off and ran out with his brothers.
Murphy also took an NPC stance and admonished Old Chen Tou with a few words advising him to become an administrator in the territory then turned around and left the Midnight Chamber.
Old Chen Tou skipped around experiencing the feeling of being young again and left the Midnight Chamber with a smile on his face, only to immediately see his two students waiting outside the door.
“Mentor you can come ah! Hurry up and come take a look at our plans.”
The gray-hitting man went forward and unfolded the drawings to show his mentor, and Old Chen Tou was not polite and took it over and swept it, then said in an odd tone:
“This drawing is alright, but there’s a very important question . Did you calculate the feng shui before you drew it?”
“What? We’re in a game and we’re still talking about that?”
“Nonsense, there are even feudal superstitions like vampires here, so the importance of feng shui is self-evident in reality, who knows what other gods and ghosts are here?
You two ah!
Also said what learning to apply it, the result is even ‘combined with the actual’ this four words did not understand, materialism is not for you to deny these, is for you to accept these at the same time in accordance with the actual situation to make the necessary modifications.
Take it back and redraw it. Before you start writing, ask a local master to do a fortune telling in their way.
This is a new city!
I saw on the post that this city has just been struck by a disaster, and there are still some evil spirits that haven’t been cleaned up, so we can’t afford to be sloppy in this regard.”
(End of chapter)