Almighty Video Game Designer

The three of them rushed out of the bank's back door as police cars arrived one after another.

"Damn, there's a robbery and a gunfight right away. Does it have to be so exciting?"

At first, zou Zhuo was holding himself back, afraid that killing the police officer would be a bad ending. However, the other two men started shooting like bullets were free. In the blink of an eye, the empty space in front of them was filled with abandoned police cars and dead bodies.

Zou Zhuo thought it through and started shooting crazily from behind cover.

As a next generation VR game, the matrix gaming pod had a completely different principle from the original VR shooting game. Zou Zhuo's current experience was the same as shooting in the real world. He had to aim, pull the trigger, offset the recoil, find cover ... He had to do all of this by himself.

Of course, considering that ordinary players had no experience with live shooting, their accuracy would be very poor, so the game itself also made some assistance.

In simple mode, when the player was shooting, the system would automatically make slight adjustments to the player's actions, mainly the posture of the gun. It felt like you were in a shooting practice field, with a special instructor behind you to help you correct your gun posture. Maybe he would lift your arm slightly, or maybe he would press down on your head. In short, the player's shooting accuracy would be improved by correcting the gun posture.

Through this long-term automatic correction, the players could learn the correct posture of holding a gun and become more familiar with tactical actions such as finding cover and rolling in a gunfight.

Moreover, the battles in the first teaching stage were relatively simple. The enemies 'accuracy was also very poor. The players had high HP and full armor, so there was no need to worry about the players being killed.

After taking out a few cars of police, zou Zhuo and the other two robbers finally reached the main road and entered the car that was prepared.

The police siren whistled, and a police car caught up from behind. A shot hit the driver in the temple.

Zou Zhuo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was confused."What the f * ck?"

Before zou Zhuo could react, the Mike had already grabbed the steering wheel and opened the left door. It pushed the dead driver out and sat in the driver's seat.

This kind of operation that most players couldn't do would be completed by the system temporarily controlling the player's character, which was similar to a cutscene.

“fxxk you!”

Mike shouted as he turned the steering wheel to the left. The two cars collided, and the police car instantly deviated from the previous track and hit a tree on the side of the road.

“yo ho!”The three people in the car cheered happily, and the car continued to drive into the distance.

Zou Zhuo suddenly realized that he had to drive the car himself.

Zou Zhuo didn't have a driver's license yet, but he knew the basic principles of a car, including the clutch, brake, accelerator, gear shift, hand brake, and so on.

But ... He had never touched a real car before!

Zou Zhuo couldn't be blamed for this. He lived in Imperial but couldn't get an account, and his range of activities was near his home and Thunderbolt Entertainment's headquarters, so what was the use of a driver's license ...

"F * ck, calm down, calm down ..."

Zou Zhuo was a little flustered, but thankfully, after he gained control of the mic, the car was moving smoothly along the road. He didn't need to control the gears or even step on the gas, he just needed to control the steering wheel.

Zou Zhuo slowly turned the steering wheel and drove the car along the road. What surprised him was that the steering wheel's direction adjustment was much more accurate than he had expected.

In some racing games on PC or mobile, the car's direction was actually very sensitive. Just pressing a button or pushing the virtual joystick would cause the car to shake violently. However, the current driving experience was closer to the feeling of reality. The range of the steering wheel adjustment was very small, and to turn a right angle, one needed to make two turns, so the difficulty of controlling it was greatly reduced.

"So this is how it feels to drive in real life ... I've been tricked by racing games for more than 20 years ..." He thought.

Zou Zhuo was overwhelmed with emotions. He realized that driving in real life and driving in the game were two completely different experiences ...

Zou Zhuo didn't know how to turn the steering wheel, so he turned it to the right and adjusted it with the help of the system. However, as soon as they turned onto the railway, a train passed by and knocked their car to the side.

Zou Zhuo, who was in the driver's seat, was in a daze. Fortunately, he had his seatbelt on, or he would have been thrown to the ground. Even though the gaming pod greatly reduced the player's sense of pain and impact, it was still a simulation of a real car accident, so zou Zhuo was still in a daze from the spinning.

Lao Chui wanted to take a shortcut to the helicopter, but Mike insisted on following the original route. As a result, both Mike and Brad were shot and fell to the ground. Lao Chui didn't want to leave them behind, but there were too many police officers, so he could only escape into the snow ...

The next part of the story was told from a God's perspective. Zou Zhuo saw Mike's funeral, and he saw that Mike wasn't dead.

Mike, who was wearing a hat and sunglasses to hide his original identity, calmly watched his funeral. He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and turned to leave.

Zou Zhuo's vision turned black, and the game name appeared in the middle of his vision: Grand Theft Auto.

After a short black screen, the view changed again.

This time, it was still from the movie's perspective. Zou Zhuo didn't possess any of the characters, but floated in the air like a ghost. Mike was sitting on the sofa in a high-end suit, his eyes blank.

"Is your son, James, a good boy?" A voice asked.

Mike seemed to have heard a joke."Good child? Why? Was he going to help a F * cking poor man? No, there wasn 't. He sat all day, taking drugs, masturbating, and playing video games. If that's what you call a good child, then it's no wonder that this country is in such a terrible state. "

The gay-looking psychiatrist leaned forward slightly.""What about you?"

"Me?" Mike frowned."I'm not like this kid who was born with a golden spoon. When I was his age, I had already been in prison twice. I've robbed a bank, made a bank, and even smuggled drugs. "

"Do you think that's your achievement?"

Mike's emotions gradually became agitated."These are the opportunities that I had in the past. At least I seized them!"

"Then what do these opportunities bring you?" the psychologist asked with a half-smile.

Mike stood up from the sofa and said,"I've brought ... This mess!" It was a big house! A useless son! I can only chat with you because no one else is willing to talk to me! I feel like I'm living in a dream, a F * cking nightmare!"

After venting his anger at the psychiatrist, Mike's mood seemed much better. He pushed the door open and left, feeling a little dispirited.