"The shovel has been eaten, and the energy core wall is tempered!" One man yelled.

"Onward! Left! Defend the dispatch point! The other screamed.

The four of them were each in charge of their own affairs, and they worked together to steer the tank forward. The movements of the four of them are already very coordinated, not to mention that the four of them are all one with the tank, and the sympathy rate of the four of them is also surprisingly high.

After studying "Tank Wars" in their dreams and in reality, they have understood how to deal with the current situation.

Defending one of the three points, they waited for the rabbit and wiped out a tank as soon as it spawned.

The number of enemies displayed on the radar has decreased a lot, and the strengthening effect of the shovel has disappeared, and they are going to clean up the enemy tanks on the map near the power core.

Lin Yan looked at them who no longer played cards, and they carried out "Tank Wars" so enthusiastically, and he was a little speechless......

He never imagined that these people would be so enthusiastic, he had never been so enthusiastic in making games, everything was done step by step.

Such a hot and windless summer night is a sleepless night. And many people are staying up late and not sleeping. Shiraishi is one of them. He has changed from the white stone that was proud of the spring breeze the day before to the white stone that is in a mess today.

His feeling now is that the roof leak happened to rain overnight, and the people in Dongli's Taiwan branch reported that pirated video game arcades had also appeared in Taiwan.

He is now wondering if there is a problem with his current sales strategy, whether he should change his strategy and sell a certain amount of arcade machines overseas first. In those markets that need to be explored, determine the legitimacy of the Arcade Alliance.

Let's talk about other things later, Shiraishi is waiting now, waiting to get Ren Hell's portable game console from the channel provider.

There are few impermeable walls in this world, at least in the business circle, there is no such thing at all. Although Yamauchi's methods are very tough, Ren Hell is managed by him like an iron bucket.

However, out of hell. Those channel dealers and merchants are not his employees in hell. Naturally, he would not be able to use his methods.

Time passed minute by minute, and Shiraishi turned on the watch on his wrist. Watch the tourbillon turn back and forth.

After waiting for some reason, he finally got what he wanted, a portable video game console.

Unpack, follow the instructions, and start the console. The game is launched. Although Shiraishi said this time. He struggled to learn all sorts about video game arcades, but he was still a layman.

However, judging by the level of his layman. After playing for a while, he felt that this portable game console was not as terrible as he imagined. It's not scary for him, it's just not that fun.

The characters on the LCD screen cannot be moved at will, and there are only a few positions that have been set. Far from being compared to arcade games.

Fall asleep and put down the heart of Shiraishi. Such a decision was made.

Five people in Taiwan, who didn't sleep all night, were designing the program for the game.

However, they design and design, and the code is too long. It's not concise enough, it's not efficient enough. It's nowhere near the beauty of Space Invaders.

"Can't you keep simplifying?" Ishida asked.

"It doesn't seem to be ...... for now," Ma replied, saying that his programming skills were the highest among them.

Ishida said, "What can I do about this?" If the capacity is large, the cost of each item will rise dramatically. ”

"I've reached my limit. I really admire the designers of Space Invaders now, he's amazing. It would be nice to see him and learn from him. ”

Pure technician. It's so simple, they don't care too much about interests, as long as they can get their own promotion.

Of course, this is only a technician, not a scientist. Scientists are creatures that are not the same as technicians. They love fame and profit.

With enough fame, they can lead the projects they want to lead.

The kids who play "Space Invaders" so well don't know that there are a lot of new games. He is now playing Space Invaders even in his sleep.

However, although most of his attention is on "Space Invaders". However, he did not lag behind in his homework, and he was still the first in the class and the first in the grade.

The first kind of thing is already a commonplace for children.

It's just that he never knew whether the effort to get the first place was worth it. Because, it was just his father's request.

Lin Yan woke up, the morning air was very fresh, and he inhaled a wisp of cool morning air into his lungs. He picked up the messy newspaper that his father had bought in order to delve into stocks, and was ready to read it cursoryly. only to find a sensational news headline.

"Video games have killed many people, and those who have experienced it have come forward to tell the story."

Lin Yan was attracted by this headline, and he began to read this news report with doubts about whether it was the headline party.

He has never trusted the discipline of a journalist. Regardless of whose tongue they are, they control the direction of public opinion. Even their most "real" reports are indispensable for all kinds of oil and vinegar. Not to mention this tabloid that doesn't sell much.

However, the more Lin Yan read it, the more terrifying he felt. Because, what the newspaper said was so similar to his dream.

A man who claims to have entered the "other world" begins to tell his experience in the "other world". Among them, what made Lin Yan feel the most terrifying was the three people who died in the explosion.

"Is all this true......" Lin Yan was stunned. What the hell is going on? The newspaper slipped from his hand, and his eyes were blank.

If this is true...... Am I not killing someone?

What am I making games for? In order to bring the fun of the game to more people. It's not about murder. Why is this happening?

Lin Yan was a little incoherent, and his thoughts were also very chaotic, so he was stunned here, not even paying attention to the passage of time.

"Why haven't you gone to school yet?" Father Lin, who had already finished eating and had been working for a while, saw Lin Yan sitting at the dining table with a stone statue and asked.

"Oh, oh...... I'm going to ......" Lin Yan picked up his schoolbag with a very mechanical movement and walked towards the school with a very mechanical step.

Is all this true?

Such a question echoed in Lin Yan's mind. (To be continued.) )

PS: It's called "We Are All Normal People", "No One Doesn't Change Shape", or is it better to call it?

Ask for the title of the book~