Realizing the transformation of his ability, Long Yun's long-sealed dream began to gradually awaken like a bud after a cold winter.

Immersed in the monotonous work of the day, Long Yun no longer eagerly wanted to find out what the dream was like two days ago. Although the work at hand is tedious, since it has to be done, it must be done well, and problems with car maintenance may also have serious consequences. No matter how beautiful the game is, you have to face reality.

Since he was obsessed with aviation competition and transferred to a military school without finishing college, Long Yun has never lacked ups and downs in his life.

In a society where one's future is still determined by one's diploma and background, and mainly by the latter, Long Yun, who has been running into walls for a long time, still works as a handyman in this small vehicle repair shop. Only here, Long Yun can give full play to his talent in mechanical, electromechanical, and this talent and ability can also be recognized.

Being able to exchange the knowledge and technology he has mastered for income and temporarily support himself, Long Yun is already quite content.

Recognition is one thing, though, and compensation is another.

Working more than eight hours a day, six days a week, all he gets is a meagre salary, and he can't save much money for Long Yun, who has no bad habits. And his dream of being able to participate in a real fighter race is still a fantasy at the moment.

Compared with the thrilling aviation competition, the air combat game that Long Yun has been playing before can be said to be just an amateur pastime. A professional competitive team should focus on at least a highly realistic flight simulator; Teams that only play games on the computer will not be considered competitive regulars. However, perhaps because the pace of life is too slow, Qingdao's aviation competition industry is not very developed, and there are few teams that can use simulators.

However, just recently, Long Yun learned from the game chat room that the city's famous "Caesar" leisure club had newly purchased two fighter simulators, which seemed to be available for paid use to the outside world, which made him quite excited.

Because he had such a dark experience in the simulator when he was in the military academy in his early years, Long Yun deliberately avoided the simulator-related qiē before, so as not to arouse the hidden pain in his heart. But now, he has begun to break free from the fetters of fate, although he knows that the price of the simulator is expensive, and even the rent may be difficult for him to afford, which has only stimulated the long-suppressed competitiveness in Long Yun's subconscious.

When he went to work the next day, he found Li Yan, who was busy changing the battery of the car, and Long Yun asked him if he knew about the club's purchase of simulators.

"Oh, you mean the 'Caesar' club? They're bustling with activity right now, and there's a lot of people going to see simulator matches. ”

"Isn't that a nightclub? How would you buy such a thing as an emulator. ”

"I think there are a lot of people in Qingdao who are obsessed with aviation competitions, just to attract popularity."

Raising his arm and wiping the sweat on his face with his sleeve, Li Yan put down the driver and took off his dirty velvet gloves.

He knew about the introduction of fighter simulators in the "Caesar" club a few days ago. If it weren't for the fact that he had been too busy at work recently, he would also want to join in the fun and see what this high-end professional equipment looks like.

Although several aviation teams in the city also have their own simulators for training, they are all held and not open to the public like Baobao, and competitive fans like themselves can only watch the broadcast on the big screen when there is a game. It's no wonder that if it weren't for a wealthy owner like a club, it would be reluctant to take it out for everyone to use, even if it was a fee, it wouldn't be able to bear the risk.

Confirming the accuracy of the message, Long Yun pondered for a moment.

"So, when are we going to see the excitement?"

"- What?"

Stopping the work in his hand, Li Yan's eyes widened, and his open mouth was almost closed.

As Long Yun's sworn friend, Li Yan can be said to know quite well about this unsmiling guy. He knew a little about the heavy past that Long Yun experienced in the military academy, as well as the inexplicable lack of a sense of space.

Probably because of such an insoluble knot, Long Yun never goes to watch the competition live, and even the simulator hides far away; Sometimes I see him watching the game broadcast on TV, and when I ask him, I rarely admit it. So in the entire repair shop, except for Li Yan, no one knew that Long Yun was also a lover of aviation competition.

So...... What's wrong with him today?

"Long Yun, are you going too? That's great. ”

Finally made it to Sunday, and early in the morning, Long Yun and Li Yan took a car to the "Caesar" club on Hong Kong Road. The interior of the "Caesar" for business and leisure purposes can be said to be quite spacious, and the decoration is gorgeous.

When I came to the exhibition hall where the simulator was placed, although it was still early, the huge space was already overcrowded.

Long Yun, who originally thought that this was purely a niche hobby, can now be regarded as an eye-opener. Sitting in rows of seats, people watching the battle will not be able to experience the same combat experience on the simulator as the players can experience the actual combat experience of flying a real fighter plane, but they can also experience the intensity and challenge of simulated air combat through the large screen of guò.

It is estimated that the club also figured out this move to increase their popularity and popularity, and now it seems that they have indeed done it.

Sitting almost on the side, Long Yun and his friends watched the live broadcast image on the big screen. Although this kind of viewing is not much different from online games on ordinary computers, but considering that the pictures you see are all output by the simulator, the players in it must see it more realistically.

Coincidentally, one of the two players in the middle of an exhibition match chose the MiG-29.

After watching intently for a while, Long Yun found that the strength of this player was not very strong: after missing the opportunity to volley at a medium distance, he entered the visual air combat with the opponent, and many maneuvers could be said to have been completed a little reluctantly, and he did not give full play to the excellent close-range combat performance of the MiG-29.

Of course, his opponent's technique was not much better: otherwise the two would have been able to separate the winner in the first circle, and not be as entangled as they are now; That kind of grinding and maneuvering confrontation is simply a bit muddy.

Long Yun knows that in this kind of expensive certification simulator, the number of various fighters is directly derived from IFU's certification number library, which should be said to be accurate enough, and there are almost no defects such as delays that are common in low-end products. Then, the current low-level competition can only be said to be the player's own problem.

"Well, it seems that the players who use the MiG-29 are not very proficient in operation."

"Huh?"

Li Yan didn't seem to think so, he turned his head to look at Long Yun in a little surprise.

"But I think he's pretty good. Why do you say that? ”

Before he could think about how to reply, his sensitive intuition made Long Yun realize that someone beside him was paying attention to him. He didn't realize how stimulating his casual comment would be in the ears of people with a heart.

"Hey, you're saying that the player who piloted the MiG-29 was not skilled?"