Mission completed.
Chu Cheng had to admit that he really felt relieved when he saw this line of words appear on the screen.
The sense of realism in this game is really extraordinary, completely different from any game he has played before. He feels that way because it is so realistic unlike normal games, but also because of the player's high degree of freedom in the mission, along with his appreciation of the music, pictures, and special effects.
No, there are other reasons. Some things that he didn't think he could explain like how the game made him feel as if he were actually there.
But now the level is over anyway. The game screen exited the weird meeting room and switched to the end screen, where Chu Cheng got a summery like the number of enemies dealt with in this mission, the smoothness of combos, the efficiency of mission completion, and the time it took.
Chu Cheng felt his tense nerves finally relax. It was only then that he was surprised to find that he was more nervous than he imagined during the game.
But looking back now, the game is still quite interesting. Batman's moves are obviously more varied than before, and Chu Cheng didn't even see any routines in his moves.
There are also more auxiliary props than before, allowing a high degree of freedom to choose the way to complete the task, and many details that make him feel that this game is particularly fresh and interesting.
Games have grown repetitive with nine out of ten being bad —this has been the norm in the game community for many years.
The reason for the birth of some bad games is that the company doesn't want to see great works left in the warehouse to gather dust, but if they want to take them out to make adaptations and games, they are reluctant to fund a complete game.
So some bad games called disguised as complete games were born, using their simple scenes and rough modeling that made it seem like it was made years ago. Despite the poor quality of the games the companies still demand high prices and when it did not sell well blamed the players.
However, with the advent of representative high-quality works like DC's Batman and Marvel's Spiderman series, everyone's prejudice against comic games over the years were eliminated. The IP adaptation in the game industry also seems to be developing in a healthy direction.
But even so, this is the first time Chu Cheng has seen such a game. No, even in the entire game circle he was familiar with in his previous life, this should be a revolutionary work.
It's the main plot that makes him feel a bit out of date. After the first level, he still doesn't understand where this building is, why Batman sneaked in here, and what's going on that makes the enmies go crazy.
But he speculates that this should be just a prologue, an introduction. The follow-up plot should explain the ins and outs of the story, boldly guess that there may be a crisis involving the multiverse, and give a reason to bring the Avengers and the Justice League, two alliances belonging to different worldviews together.
Chu Cheng was really looking forward to what the plot and next level would be like, but as he picked up his phone and checked the time, he immediately dismissed the idea.
Tomorrow is Monday, and I have to go to class at 8:20 in the morning. I really can't continue playing.
He is a sophomore now; he is neither a newcomer who is honest and cute nor has he evolved into an old fritter who takes root in the dormitory and stays at home. He is in a half-baked state.
From the overall perspective of the four years of undergraduate studies, he is doing pretty well overall.
Most of the time, he would still go to class, only occasionally skipping a class or two when he felt like there was nothing important.
It would be fine if I switched to another class, and it would not be a big problem if I skipped it once in a while. But the problem is that the first class tomorrow morning is linear algebra, and the linear algebra teacher is a typical "attendance is required and will be graded".
Although the style of this game is different from what Chu Cheng expected, it still looks like a game in general.
So Chu Cheng picked up his mood and quit the game, turned off the computer, and crawled back to bed.
For some reason, he felt unexpectedly tired after playing games all day. He closed his eyelids, sank his head into the white and soft pillow, and soon fell asleep.
…
the other side of the city.
A cordon was raised to isolate the towering skyscrapers, and soldiers in uniforms were scattered around.
The black car stopped outside the skyscraper, and a woman stepped out of the car. She strode through the street, and the soldiers on guard saluted as she passed.
In all fairness, she has a pretty face, fair skin, is beautiful, and is very temperamental. If she were to put on an elegant suit and skirt, she would probably look like a female elite in shopping malls.
But no. On the contrary, she was wearing a large black windbreaker, her slender legs were covered with black silk, and the long skirt was like a dark cloak. The black combat uniform under the windbreaker refined the curves of the body, especially the tight chest area, which highlighted her body.
To be honest, her face looked a little out of place this is because her face is far less outstanding than her figure. The contrast made the figure even more memorable.
The long-legged woman walked through the street into the building, and the soldiers saluted her one after another. She walked into the elevator in the lobby and went straight to the conference room on the top floor of the building.
She frowned slightly as she walked into the conference room, thinking that there might be no worse place in the world. Corpses were lying on the floor of the room in disorder; blood mixed with other fluids mixed, and some of them had dried up and solidified.
There is a puddle of vomit in the corridor at the entrance, which is said to have been left by the cleaner who discovered the scene.
"Everyone on the board of directors was in the meeting room when the incident happened, and no one survived."
A bald man walked up to her with a cigarette in his mouth. He exhaled the smoke ring and said,.
"But all of them are infected."
"Killed?" the woman asked.
"No. They were attacked by someone, but the assailant didn't kill them." The man said, "Their infection level should have exceeded their upper limit, and they blew themselves up."
The woman is thoughtful. Her eyes swept across the messy room, and her eyes quickly fell on the open secret door in the room and the broken stones beside the secret door.
"The people in the identification department said that it should be a statue, and they speculated that it might be the source of infection." The man said, "The assailant probably also blew up the statue."
The woman pondered for a moment, then said, "So, someone has done our job, and it's pretty thorough."
"It should be so."
"So do we have a clue about this mysterious friend?"
The bald man exhaled the smoke ring again, showing a helpless expression.
"The surveillance video was paralyzed, and the other party's whereabouts could not be captured. We questioned the company's employees, and there was only one witness. It's just that the clues he could provide are also very vague."
"I want to see him," the woman said.
So a few minutes later, the woman came to a hapless security guard.
The security guard seemed to have been knocked out before, and now he still had an ice pack on his head. Before anyone could finish asking the question, he spoke impatiently, as if he couldn't hold back his desire to state his experience tonight.
"I was on a routine patrol at the time, and a shadow appeared. I was careless, and I got knocked out. Later, Xiao Li saw me in the corridor... Oh, it's Xiao Li from our security team.
I woke up and heard that something big happened."
"You just said 'that thing'," the woman interrupted his statement, "isn't it human?"
The security guard shook his head resolutely, showing a look of fear.
"It happened so fast that I couldn't see it very clearly, but it was definitely not human. It had very pointed ears, very large black wings, and sharp claws. By the way, it seems to have fangs, like the vampire teeth in a movie.
And it's huge; I think it should be more than two meters, and when it jumped over, it looks like... yes, like a bat!
To be honest, I was a little scared; I have never seen such an monster in my life."
When the woman finished her questioning, her expression was a bit worried.
The bald man was still smoking a cigarette—it looked like he had replaced it with a new one.
"What do you think?"
The woman pondered for a moment.
"...I have no idea."