Almighty Video Game Designer

"Alright, the contract is complete."

"Now, let's start the blood transfusion."

"Don't worry, no matter what happens ..."

"You'll think that it's just a nightmare ..."

"Hehehehe ..."

The old man's last laugh was creepy. Old Qin looked at the infusion bottle above. A drop of dirty blood dripped into the yellow liquid, exactly the same as the scene in the promotional video.

Then, he felt a wave of weakness.

His vision turned black, and he only regained consciousness after a while.

Old Qin still couldn't move. He looked to the left side of the bed. In a large pool of blood, a huge werewolf climbed out of the blood, and dirty blood was dripping from its fur.

The werewolf slowly crawled towards old Qin and then stretched out its sharp claws.

"What the hell is this bloody werewolf? I can't even move!"

Although he knew that this was most likely the effect of the show, old Qin still panicked a little. After all, this was the next generation of VR, and the sense of immersion was very strong, unlike those traditional games that used cutscenes to express themselves.

However, just as the werewolf's sharp claws were about to touch old Qin, its body suddenly burst into flames and turned into ashes in a wail.

Just as old Qin heaved a sigh of relief, he felt something climb up his leg.

Like the corpses of dwarves, these pale-skinned, skinny little monsters hissed meaninglessly. Their eyes were two empty holes, and their noses and mouths were vertical, hideous cracks. These messengers grabbed old Qin's legs, hands, and clothes and climbed up, moving closer to his face ...

"Dog life! I'm your dog!"

The screen turned black. When it lit up again, old Qin found that he could move.

There was no one in the clinic. Old Qin sat up from the bed and landed on his feet.

The feeling of weakness from before was gone. Instead, he felt that his entire body was filled with endless strength.

Obviously, if he wanted to play a role in games like Dark Souls and Bloodborne curse, he had to improve the player's various attributes.

Although everyone ridiculed him for not dying without a bonfire, he could still run around with a sword that was as tall as a man without panting. The laws of physics were very different from the real world.

Old Qin walked around the room and found that it was quite messy.

The chair fell to the ground. There were many books on the bookshelves around it, but they were all covered in a thick layer of dust. Some of the books were scattered on the ground. All kinds of broken surgical tools were randomly placed on the cabinet, and there were all kinds of broken blood transfusion bottles on the ground.

Everything around him was dark and old. The floor creaked when he stepped on it, as if it had been abandoned for a long time. However, this place could be used for blood transfusion, which made old Qin feel very strange.

This place looked like a ghost town no matter how he looked at it.

On the chair next to him, there was a very conspicuous letter. Old Qin picked it up and found that it was written in very illegible handwriting: "Find the pale blood and win the hunt."

"Nice, it's been a long time since I've had the feeling of Dark Souls. Chen Zhao was the only one who could make such a strange feeling. Just by throwing a piece of paper on a chair and writing two sentences on it, you're able to show off your awesomeness in an instant. "

"Don't worry, I'm not familiar with the new gaming pod. Let me calm down first."

Old Qin had just bought the matrix game cabin not long ago and was not quite used to this new operation method.

In the past, the VR gaming pod only required a thought from the brain, and the character would carry out the corresponding operation. All the actions were designed.

But now, he had to do all the movements himself, and the various sensory experiences were infinitely close to the real world.

Old Qin was worried that he would be scared. After all, the sense of immersion was so strong that the game experience was like a nightmare. A little bit of wind and grass, or environmental hints, many players 'fragile little hearts might not be able to withstand it.

However, old Qin found that he was overthinking. He was not afraid at all. Instead, he had the impulse to rush over.

In fact, this was also one of the benefits of the consciousness implantation technology. It could eliminate the players 'negative emotions to a large extent, allowing them to play the game in a calmer state.

In other words, there wouldn't be too much of a difference between brave players and timid players when playing this game. Not to mention, there was also a vital sign detection device to ensure that there was no mistake.

Old Qin tried to move around, including punching, kicking, dodging, bending, jumping, rolling, and other movements.

The physical fitness of the characters in the game was far beyond that of ordinary people, so these movements were not difficult for old Qin, especially the flash movement, which was very flexible. The only thing he wasn't used to was the rolling action. Originally, he only needed to think about it and the character would automatically roll, but now he really needed to roll himself ...

However, rolling wasn't necessary because old Qin could also quickly move back and forth, left and right, and retreat. The distance would be shorter than rolling, but the movement was more flexible. In addition to bending, jumping, and other movements, these movements could be expected to avoid the boss 'attack and replace rolling.

Everything was good, but the only problem was, where was the weapon?

Dark Souls gave him a weapon as soon as it started. If it was the prequel, at least he would have a Broken Sword. However, for Blood Origin curse, he was empty-handed ...

"According to Chen Zhao's character, the weapon must be hidden somewhere in front ..." What the hell is this Wolf?"

On the first floor of the clinic, a huge Wolf was gnawing on a bloody corpse. Its body was more than two meters long, and its claws were several times bigger than old Qin's head.

"Crack, crack ..."

This was the sound of the giant wolf gnawing on the bones. It made one's teeth ache.

Old Qin carefully tried to walk past the giant wolf, but the wolf was very sensitive. It directly pounced on old Qin with its fangs and claws. With one claw, old Qin's blood directly dropped by two-thirds!

"...This is indeed salent's scheme. I won't fall for it, hehe."

Old Qin sprinted forward two steps and instantly widened the distance between him and the giant wolf. Then, he calmly pushed the door open and walked out.

As expected, the giant wolf did not follow them.

"Look! Look! Old ass, who had cleared the prequel of Dark Souls, would definitely know that this was a reserved song. It was just like the big ass in the prequel of Dark Souls. It wasn't for you to hit it, but for you to run out first, get your weapon, and then come back. Alright, we're going out to look for weapons. "

Old Qin was deeply impressed by his intelligence.

Sure enough, there was a tool under the gravestone in the courtyard in front, which was emitting an alluring white light. Old Qin was too lazy to complain about why there was a mass grave outside the clinic. He rushed over happily and picked up white light.

10 Mercury bullets.

Old Qin: "...Alright. It seems like it's still in front."

Pushing open the door of the clinic, old Qin found a dead body in front of him with a prop on it.

"It's definitely a weapon this time! Give me the weapon!"

He picked them up happily. There were four blood collection bottles.

Old Qin: "???"

Where was the promised weapon?