To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 667 - 380
Chapter 667: 380
Chapter 667: 380
“Xiemen Waidao, why are you calling me? Holy crap, what’s all this?”
Seeing the Black Tech in its current state, the Monkey was utterly shocked.
Since when did the game have this feature?
Is this abstract art something people my age should be looking at?
In an instant, the Monkey’s brain was flooded with all sorts of age-inappropriate content like “Multiple Personality Detective,” and then he cautioned, “Did you guys install a MOD? You can’t just randomly add adult-only Easter eggs, you know. These games are already pretty sensitive.”
Xiemen Waidao patted the Monkey on the shoulder, “Relax, it’s an in-game Easter egg, nothing like sensitive skin. Besides, these days, who could even mod a game from Fang Cheng Studio?”
“Good point.”
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The Monkey’s go-to character here was also a monkey.
One saw a golden macaque monkey circling the little flower that had become the Black Tech a few times, then he said in confusion, “Weird, since when did ‘Animal Crisis’ have this Easter egg? Why haven’t I heard Liu Bei mention it?”
“Must be your boss’s twisted sense of humor. I can tell now, your boss is one of those guys who can’t go a day without sneaking some personal touch into his games. That said, your boss and I are quite alike; I definitely need to meet him if I get the chance.”
The Monkey looked at Xiemen Waidao and suddenly felt that his own boss would absolutely not like Xiemen Waidao.
Maybe he’d want to punch him on sight.
Although the Monkey had never seen the boss angry or hitting someone, he just had the feeling his boss would do that sort of thing.
After learning about what Xiemen Waidao and Black Tech had planned, the Monkey nodded, feeling that this could be interesting.
Finding an Easter egg in a Fang Cheng Studio game was fun in itself.
After all, his boss was well-known for loving to plant Easter eggs in games, and one Easter egg could dramatically change the way a game is played, often making it even more enjoyable.
Not just him; Liu Bei also loved hunting for Easter eggs in games.
But Liu Bei was getting on in years; often his brain thought he could do it, but his hands would beg to differ.
After understanding the whole situation, the Monkey declared they were good to go, let’s begin.
Before starting the action, Xiemen Waidao specifically instructed, “Monkey, this might be a bit difficult, so keep an eye on me and try to stop me from being too reckless.”
“Don’t worry, with me here, you can only go a tiny bit wild.”
Listening to their exchange, Mukuai 1234 on the side felt a bit more at ease.
The Monkey was a gifted individual personally endorsed by the Great Heavenly Lord, and with such a person around, Xiemen Waidao probably wouldn’t be able to cause too much trouble.
However, once the four of them agreed and the game began, Mukuai 1234 understood what the Monkey meant by “a tiny bit.”
Because compared to the Monkey, Xiemen Waidao’s recklessness really could only be considered a tiny bit.
Right off the bat, the Monkey unsheathed his Ruyi Stick and joyously charged into the horde of zombies, dismissing everything else and starting to mess around.
Those who wield sticks always have a bit of a wild streak – it’s just that their idol is always the Monkey King; the crazier they get, the closer they are to their hero.
Armed with a heavy machine gun, Mukuai 1234 couldn’t stop the Monkey in time and saw him plunge into the zombie crowd, then begin to swing his stick, killing his way through the incessant hordes of zombies.
“Holy crap! He’s been bitten! Holy crap! He’s back again! Holy crap, why is he provoking that elite now! Holy crap, he actually took down the elite!”
As if entering an uninhabited territory, the Monkey wielded his stick unbeatably, harvesting the zombies in front of him like crops, leaving Xiemen Waidao to realize he had nothing to do.
With a four-person team, the number of zombies attacking was four times the normal situation, and usually, only teams with extremely good coordination could succeed. Yet now, the Monkey alone was managing it all.
“Picking the Monkey was the right move, I’m truly awesome,” Xiemen Waidao said proudly, “Hey, Mukuai 1234, why are you so far away from me? It’s dangerous, you know?”
“I feel it’s more dangerous to be near you,” Mukuai 1234 stated confidently.
As the Monkey continued to slaughter, piles of zombies accumulated around them. Despite the massiveness of the oncoming creatures, none was a match for the Monkey, who knocked each and every one of them dead with his stick.
Finally, after the one hundredth wave of zombies was cleared, the Monkey halted.
Standing aside with his stick, the Monkey said contentedly, “See, close combat weapons really are my thing; ranged weapons are just so weak.”
“Alright, we get it, you’re amazing. Black Tech, how’s it going over there?”
During team play, experience was split evenly among teammates to prevent some players from hogging all the kills, or from there being too great a level gap which could cause some players to fall behind later on.
So, even though Black Tech had simply stayed buried in the ground, he still received quite a bit of experience and leveled up significantly.
Before the next game started, Black Tech reassigned all his skills comprehensively and then signaled Xiemen Waidao, the Monkey, and Mukuai 1234 to silence themselves so he could listen to the sounds coming from underground.
With his skills synergizing, Black Tech’s perceptual abilities had greatly improved. Even if the noises were chaotic, he could hear them crystal clear.
“#$#$#”
“&%￥%…#”
“￥%￥#￥%”
Although he could hear clearly, Black Tech realized he couldn’t understand a single word they were saying.
