Chapter 525: Ethan, are you awake? Get up and spread the fire!
The escort is bound to overturn, the Black Hawk is bound to crash, the important characters will definitely not be able to finish revealing all the clues before they die, and the villain will definitely force and accuse the protagonist before killing him.
If you ask me whether these plots are cliché, they are definitely cliché.
You asked me whether these plots are useful or not. Of course they are.
As an experienced veteran player, especially a veteran player of horror games.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Pew's first reaction was not to panic, but to instinctively smile knowingly.
Although the plot in the middle was not shown due to Ethan's coma.
But this scene is enough to explain everything——
There was a problem with the escort, they were attacked by some unknown creatures, perhaps zombies or fungus beasts.
All the escorting soldiers in the vehicle were killed, his wife and children were missing, and he was the only one left at the scene.
and--
"There's no gun..."
Climbing out of the snow, Pew couldn't help but complain.
The classic Golden Wind horror start.
It was a pitch-black night. The cold wind rustled through the dry bushes, and bits of snow flew in the face, making this strange and thrilling night seem even more desolate.
Picking up the flashlight that fell beside the soldier's body, Pew couldn't help but wrap his clothes and walked carefully into the depths of the path in the bushes.
Crunch--Creak--
The footsteps made a slight sound on the thick snow.
It has to be said that after three technological upgrades, Golden Wind has now reached perfection in terms of the overall quality of the game.
Especially the immersive feeling.
With the joining of Huanmeng and the implementation of Yiyu’s second-generation omnisensory assistance technology.
The immersion of the entire game has reached a whole new level.
Not only do snowflakes hit your face, but the direct feeling of the cold air is also delicate and real.
Even the sound of dry branches scratching against clothes and the vibrations of snow trampling on them were no different from reality.
The ultimate presentation of the five senses makes people feel as if they are really in another virtual world.
No wonder Walker, the president of Phantom Dreams, publicly stated before the game was released that "Resident Evil 8, equipped with Phantom Dreams VI's augmented reality technology, will bring somatosensory gaming to an unprecedented level."
What you said is true.
Speaking of this, Pew couldn't help but think of Yun Wei's "Endless Dark Tide".
Comparing the two, we can only say that Golden Wind is better at making games.
Where did Yun Wei's "Endless Dark Tide" take place?
A huge abandoned spaceship.
And the whole process takes place on this spacecraft.
In this way, although the map structure will vary from map to map, the overall environment will not change.
There are always metal floors, metal walls, and metal roofs, and a cold smell of blood is everywhere.
And Golden Wind obviously knows better than Yun Wei what its own advantages are and how to make full use of them.
The opening is just ten minutes long.
First, let the players experience warmth in a warm villa. The sofa is soft, the floor is warm, and the daughter's small body is soft and cute.
The next second, as Chris's team launched a surprise attack, the windows were broken and the icy cold wind howled into the room, breaking the warmth and peace.
And now.
The escort was attacked and the armed assault vehicle overturned in the snowy forest. The cold snowflakes slapped the players' faces and the snow under their feet was enough to cover their ankles.
The rapid scene changes within just ten minutes drag the players from the warm and peaceful environment into a cold and lonely hell.
This perception is extremely large and complex, even chaotic.
but.
With the help of augmented reality and full-sensory assistance technology, players' feelings are handled in an orderly manner, which is delicate and subtle, making people sigh at the power of these dual technologies.
Obviously, compared to Yunwei, Golden Wind has better control over the application of its own technical capabilities.
Technological improvement is certainly important.
But what is more important than improving technology is to apply it perfectly into game works.
A good horse needs a good saddle. Even the most capable horse needs the appreciation of a good horse trainer to make the most of it.
And so it is said.
The success of Golden Wind seemed to have been predetermined.
After all, gameplay is their top priority from beginning to end.
Thinking about it!
Pew also followed the path in the dark jungle and moved forward.
Passing through a small house with a strong PT atmosphere, time passes subtly.
I pushed the door open and walked out of the cabin again. The dark midnight had passed.
Shrouded in thick fog , the faint light of dawn outlines the desolate village blocked by heavy snow.
Standing on the cliff, crows fluttered across the gray sky and flew towards the village.
Shrouded in a dry and dark jungle, low villages are scattered across the basin.
And on the distant mountain, a huge ancient castle, as if suspended in mid-air, stood in the cold fog of the swamp, a bleak, dark, strange and mysterious scene——
"Holy——"
Looking at the mysterious village at dusk, a familiar breath came to his face, and the strange shock made Pew take a deep breath of dry and cold air.
There was also a slight uproar in the barrage——
"Damn, this is really a Taiwanese translation, a real Resident Evil"
"It feels a bit like the mansion in Resident Evil 1..."
"Wait, this composition, this picture, this atmosphere...?"
'Yes, indeed... (bushi)'
'Hahahahahahahahahaha why does this sound so familiar!'
'Ethan, are you awake? Get up and spread the fire!'
"Oh no, I took the wrong road and ended up in fucking Lothric!"
'I'm dying of laughter...'
'This composition is so soulful, it feels like I've instantly returned to the Middle Ages'
'Just one step away from ringing the bell'
'The Four Heavenly Kings, the Four Fire Kings, when they face off, Resident Evil is the modern version of Souls!'
'Hand sanitizer (×) element bottle (√)'
"Too rough..."
"……"
"This opening is outrageous,"
Seeing this, Pew was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry:
"There should be a hint on the ground at this time - there is a magnificent view ahead..."
However, joking aside, Pew took a step forward and once again embarked on the journey to find his wife and daughter.
Crunch--Creak--
Walking forward, my shoes made a crunching sound on the snow.
The further Pew walked, the more he felt something was wrong.
So quiet.
There was no sound in the entire village. The word "quiet" was not even enough to describe the silence.
The whole village seemed to be dead.
However, the messy footprints on the snow showed that someone had walked through the village.
"call--"
Pew couldn't help but let out a nervous breath.
Classic Gu-style psychological horror.
It was obvious that there were people living in the village, and even before dusk, there were people moving around, otherwise the footprints would not be so clear and deep.
But the question is - why is there no one here now?
Or to put it more bluntly - when are these "people" going to jump out and beat me up?
With a nervous mood, Pew followed the country road and entered a house.
Although the room is simple, it is not dirty, just a little small and cramped.
However, just as Pew was about to walk around the room to see if there were any supplies to collect.
Rustle.
Suddenly, the door curtain of the inner room seemed to move, making a slight rustling sound.
The sound was very small, but it stood out in such a dead silent environment.
Pew couldn't help but shudder!
"Ward—?!"
Turn around and look!
As a gust of cold wind blew in from the door, the corners of the door curtain were gently fluttered.
"Hoo-sh-t-t"
Pew breathed a sigh of relief and cursed himself for being so suspicious.
It looked as if the cold wind had moved the door curtain.
Crunch——
Crunch——
His shoes squeaked as he stepped on the wooden floor. Pew slowly walked towards the door curtain and stretched out his finger to slowly pick it up...
BANG!!!
Just at the moment the door curtain was opened!
A huge gunshot suddenly broke out!
"A generous gift! A few Seth! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck--!!!"
Pew's scream followed closely, and my soul was almost scared away!
But when the door curtain was lifted, there was a man holding a shotgun inside, and he seemed to be nervously guarding against something!
Open the door and kill!
The classic malice of old thief Gu Sheng!
I should have thought of that!
In an instant, the cabin was filled with Pew's foul language and impotent rage.
Yes.
Today, Golden Wind's understanding and creation of terror has reached perfection, which can be described as superb.
They no longer simply pursue updates and iterations of horror forms, but skillfully combine various horror elements to create a completely unpredictable and unknown horror experience for players.
In other words.
In the horror game of Golden Wind, you can never predict how the horror scene will appear in the next second.
It could be just the old-fashioned door-opening kill, it could be the psychological fear of Lisa turning off the lights like in PT, or it could be a chase and oppression similar to escape.
Over the years, Golden Wind's exploration of the path of terror has already enabled them to master the means of expressing terror.
All players can do is give up predicting, lie down firmly, and wait for the terror of the golden wind to come.
After all, Gu Sheng is an absolute player with great control over his ability. The more he thinks about it, the more afraid he becomes.
"Oh, don't eat the sour radish... This shot almost killed me..."
Pew was almost kicked out of the somatosensory cabin. He patted his chest and gasped.
Then I heard the old man holding a gun across from me ask cautiously:
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
"I?"
Pew spread his hands to show that he meant no harm:
"My name is Ethan, Ethan Winters, I'm here to look for my daughter, who are you--?"
However.
Before he could finish.
“Shh—”
Suddenly, the old man stepped forward and covered his mouth.
At the same time, a creepy scream suddenly sounded outside the window!
The old man's expression suddenly became extremely frightened:
"Here they come! Got a gun, kid?"
"What?"
Pew is confused:
"What's coming? Are they... villagers? I have nothing, I'm just an ordinary citizen..."
After hearing this, the old man looked him up and down, then pulled out a small pistol from his waist and handed it to him:
"Take it. They're going to..."
Not finished yet!
As if sensing the approaching danger, the old man turned around and fired a shot at the window!
BANG——!!!
The sound of gunfire again made Pew panic, and he quickly raised the gun and pointed it out the window!
For a moment, the whole room was filled with a tense atmosphere!
Pew and the old man stood back to back, alertly guarding their surroundings!
And the next second!
Crunch——
Sudden.
Pew heard a barely audible sound coming from the roof behind him.
"above!"
With a cry of surprise, Pew turned the gun and pointed it above his head, trying to remind the old man that there was something above his head!
But before his voice fell!
Boom——crash——!!!
Suddenly, the low roof of the hut shattered!
Pew turned around and saw a dry arm covered with white hair approaching his face and grabbing the old man who was originally back to back with him!
Then——
Crash——Puff——!!!
In the blink of an eye, the old man was dragged up to the attic, accompanied by a teeth -grinding of flesh being torn!
Thick blood flowed out from the dark hole.
Pew just felt a chill running down the soles of his feet, all the way up to the ceiling, and his hair stood on end!
A scream!
“Fuck! Sir!”
"Leave me the shotgun, you old man!"
