Volume 2: The Road to Dragon Feast Chapter 80 Security Guarantee
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The elevator door opened, and outside was a quiet corridor. Walking along the corridor to the end, there was a big door in front of me with the words "Technical Department" written on it.
Taking a deep breath, Murphy pushed the door and walked in.
As soon as he entered the door, he suspected that he had come to the wrong place. There were no densely packed computers and busy technicians as he had imagined, nor were there the futuristic black-tech devices he had imagined in his mind.
Instead, it is filled with a wide variety of game-related products, various swords and weapons are hung on the walls, and complete sets of armor are displayed against the wall, all put on dummies, making them look like mighty armored warriors.
The walls were all made up of bookshelves, densely packed with books with simple covers. Murphy doubted that most of these books were just for show, perhaps just a layer of stickers, because many of the book covers looked very exaggerated, and in reality probably no one would give books such overly exaggerated packaging.
There are also many sealed display cabinets in the hall, which contain imitations of famous artifacts, magic items, rings and necklaces in the game. The workmanship is very fine. Murphy even saw an orc skull emitting green light. Murphy guessed that it was most likely the legendary Skull of Gul'dan.
The one-to-one scale game models are particularly eye-catching, including orcs, dwarves, elves, and even a black baby dragon. They are all placed in glass containers, presenting a still picture of a certain moment in life.
Murphy's gaze lingered on the graceful hip curve of the elf model for a moment, and was immediately attracted by a long sword in the middle of the hall that was in a cool shape and exuded a chilling aura. It was the famous sword of filial piety - Frostmourne. The magic runes on the sword seemed to be painted with some kind of luminous paint, flashing a faint blue light, which was very cool.
The sword was inserted into a huge ice model, probably with dry ice added. It was emitting a cold white air, and even a layer of frost could be seen on the sword.
Wow, this is much cooler than the one released by Blizzard back then. I heard that when Cangqiong Group acquired Blizzard, it directly cleared out the inventory of game models at Blizzard headquarters and brought them all back to China. It seems to be true. Maybe these collections here are the exhibits from that year.
By the way, shouldn’t these game peripherals be placed in the lobby outside to decorate the store? Why are they hidden here?
He approached Frostmourne and couldn't help wanting to grasp the hilt and 'pinch it' like Arthas drawing the sword.
But unexpectedly, he was interrupted by a voice.
"Hey, you're not allowed to touch that thing. Didn't you see the sign?"
Murphy was startled, and when he looked up he saw a young man wearing glasses looking at him with displeasure.
Murphy looked in the direction the man pointed and saw a sign.
[Don’t pull out Frostmourne—Dry Ice Frostbite Warning]
Murphy secretly felt lucky, because he was only resistant to fire, but not necessarily resistant to cold.
"Ah, thanks for the reminder. I'm Murphy. I have an appointment with Wang Xuan."
"Come with me." The man said and hooked his finger, and Murphy hurriedly followed.
After passing through the exhibition hall, there is another hall inside. This room still does not look like a "technical department". Instead, it is more like a super large game entertainment room with all kinds of entertainment facilities. In addition, there are also beverage machines, snack machines, popcorn machines, shaved ice machines, mini theater systems...
Murphy felt that this place was simply a paradise for otakus and a playground for naughty kids.
A tall man was playing a retro arcade game in the corner, swinging the joystick and making a snapping sound. A familiar sound came from the speakers of the game console.
Wang Xuan was standing in the 'dining area', wearing an apron, making American pancakes in a frying pan, with sausages being grilled in the oven next to him.
His technique was quite skillful, and it was obvious that he cooked frequently. The aroma of pancakes and grilled sausages wafted over, making Mo Fei swallow his saliva secretly.
"Ah, Murphy, you're here. Just in time for breakfast. Would you like some?"
"Uh, let's not do that."
"Ha, come on, you'll like it."
As Wang Xuan spoke, he put a thick stack of pancakes on a large plate, poured a thick layer of maple syrup on it, put the sausages on another plate, put it on the dining table, and then took a few more plates.
Before Murphy could refuse, Wang Xuan had already handed a plate to Murphy and put a few pancakes on it. "Try my cooking skills. I guarantee you will be satisfied. I tell you, this is definitely the best butter pancake you have ever eaten. Zhang Zhen, Wen Rui, let's eat."
The man playing the arcade machine shouted "OK" and ran over excitedly.
And the man who brought Murphy in, the three of them each took a plate of pancakes and started eating.
Murphy took a look at the pancake in front of him and finally couldn't help himself. He took a bite. The soft, sweet, milky flavor and maple syrup formed a wonderful combination. Wang Xuan was right. It was indeed delicious.
I wasn’t satisfied after eating one, so I ate another one. Still not satisfied, I just ate all the pancakes on the plate and two sausages. I was actually full.
"So, Mo Fei, what exactly happened to you?" Wang Xuan asked while drinking milk.
Murphy then remembered the important matter.
He was quite nervous at first, but after such a breakfast, he completely relaxed. Wang Xuan gave people a really good impression. The familiar feeling made others subconsciously regard him as a friend, especially now the atmosphere was so friendly, he no longer hesitated.
"I've encountered something really weird. It's a little complicated to explain, so I'll just show you."
He said as he pulled out the thermometer - and held it in his hand for a moment, but nothing happened.
Hey, what’s going on?
He picked up the thermometer and looked at it. It was intact.
Wang Xuan grabbed the thermometer with a puzzled look on his face. "37.8 degrees, Mo Fei, do you have a fever? Why don't you go to the hospital?"
"37.8 degrees?" Murphy was stunned. "It was clearly off the charts before."
"Off the charts? Haha, Murphy, you must have watched too many anime. The human body temperature cannot reach the level of 'off the charts'. If it really went off the charts, your brain would probably be fried."
Murphy didn't believe it, "Then how do you explain this?"
He took out a lighter and put it directly on his hand to start burning.
Two seconds later—"Ouch!"
Murphy screamed in pain and abruptly withdrew his hand. He looked at the blisters on his hand with a look of shock.
This time all three of them burst into laughter.
"Hey Wang Xuan, who is this guy? He seems to be a bit mentally unstable." asked the big guy.
"Murphy, the one who triggered the Black Dragon BUG before."
"Oh, it's him."
The other two looked like they were watching the fun, with a hint of mockery in their expressions.
Wang Xuan did not laugh at him, but patted Mo Fei on the shoulder cheerfully, "Brother Mo Fei, what's wrong with you? Tell me and see if I can help you."
Murphy scratched his head and wondered how could this superpower disappear just like that?
"I recently triggered a mission in the game. To be exact, it was an origin storyline."
Su Wenrui was surprised and said, "What? You actually triggered the origin storyline. That's awesome! That thing is very rare. Maybe it can directly open a larger version. So where did you trigger the quest?"
"I looted a strange statue in the treasury of Dalaran."
"Huh? Those old guys in Dalaran have such good stuff. I didn't realize it. They really have a deep foundation." The three of them were amazed, and Murphy was stunned.
Murphy was a little surprised: "Aren't you the ones who placed the plot items and mission props in the game? You should have known about this kind of thing a long time ago."
Wang Xuan shook his head: "Of course not. All the worldviews and plot changes in the game are directly operated by the system matrix and are jointly promoted by all players and NPCs. It is a complete dynamic world.
Those plot items are all generated by the system through logical operation, and they are all unique. How can we predict who will get them and what kind of story will be triggered in advance? "
Murphy was a little surprised. "Don't you game officials have any control over the game? Then how do you arrange the main storyline of the game? Do you just let it develop freely?"
Wang Xuan smiled bitterly and said, “Originally, there was a main plot line, but due to the variable of the players, the plot could not develop normally at all, and various bugs appeared.
It's just like when the Dark Portal opened half a year ago. We were looking forward to it very much at that time. We thought we could finally launch the big expansion pack, Tides of Darkness , introduce the power of the Horde, add a new faction, let the Alliance and the Horde start a series of wars, and make people's brains fight each other. By then, batches of heroes will die, and we can naturally make a lot of money.
Unexpectedly, those damn adventurers blocked the Dark Portal and pushed back the invading Horde army. Warchief Blackhand was killed as soon as he came out of the Dark Portal. If Gul'dan hadn't seen the opportunity and blew up the Dark Portal, the adventurers would have set out on an expedition to Draenor ahead of time.
As a result, the major expansion pack Tides of Darkness was postponed. Isn’t that infuriating? ”
Murphy was stunned. He didn't expect there was such a story behind it.
"Will the Dark Portal open again?"
"Of course... But this matter is not convenient to disclose, so don't ask me. Let's talk about your business. You just do the mission. Is there a bug in the mission?
"Not really. It's just that after completing the mission yesterday, I had another nightmare. The dream was related to my experience in the game." Murphy recounted his experience in the game and the dream.
The three of them looked at each other and exchanged glances.
Wang Xuan laughed and said, "This is a normal phenomenon. As the saying goes, you dream about something you think about during the day. This is what happens when the game is too realistic. When you play ordinary games before, you will have dreams about games once you get addicted. Now that you are playing such a realistic game, it must be easy to confuse reality with the game.
If you ask me, you should play games in moderation. If you have time, go out more often and relax. "
There is really nothing wrong with what he said. Just like smoking is harmful to health, it is the kind of truth that is useless but flawless.
Mo Fei looked at Wang Xuan's half-smile, but he always felt that the other party was fooling him.
"So that mission won't put my life in danger?" he asked.
Wang Xuan laughed loudly, "Haha, what you said is true. It's just a game. What's the danger? At most, it will affect your mental state. That's why I want you to relax."
Murphy still didn't dare to be completely assured, "Will something like Morpheus appear again this time?"
"It shouldn't happen. Even if it does, don't worry, we will definitely handle it. If you encounter a bug, just call me anytime. If your account has a program error and you can't log in again like last time, we are willing to recycle your account at double the price. How about that? Are you relieved now?"
