"[Wind speed determines the height of the skirt]: There is no splash page, and there is no built-in promotional video, and just when I thought it was a model machine, all of a sudden it started to vibrate all around! When I tried to reach forward, I found myself in an iron box! ”

"[Wind speed determines the height of the skirt]: Don't feel like I'm grandstanding, the truth is that I don't even know when my consciousness is connected to the game, and I'm already in the game."

[Five-Star Mystic]: ??? How much money did the manufacturer give you, and you brag about it like this? Just a broken VR glasses, you might as well say that he leaked electricity and stunned you, you are dreaming! ”

"[Wuhu Diao Deyi]: I think the aggression upstairs can be more violent, and the landlord's speech relies on the defense, and it is recommended that the vote be unanimous."

"[Wind speed determines the height of the skirt]: Don't worry, I thought the same as you at the beginning, but don't forget the quality of the PV that was released at the beginning of the game, if the manufacturer really has enough technical strength and devotes all the funds and technology to do the content of the beginning, it should be able to make a qualified game start."

In the dimly lit room, the speed of the wind determines the height of the skirt and I didn't even have time to eat after I logged out of the game, and I endured the hunger in my belly, and crackled and brushed on the forum.

He described in detail what he saw and heard after entering the game, and while spraying the game's plot, he also recognized the technical power shown at the beginning of the game-

That's right, just the beginning.

"[Wind speed determines skirt height]: Let's go back to the title, Project Stars: All or Nothing in a Small Workshop? Is the beginning already at its peak? ”

"[Wind speed determines the height of the skirt]: I am still not optimistic about the future of this game, unless he receives sustained, pure financial support, he will certainly not be able to provide players with follow-up, sufficient game content. But now I think it's an experiment made by a big factory studio, and it doesn't take long for us to see the same kind of new games coming out of the big factory. ”

It took him almost 10,000 words to finish his first experience of the Star Project, and when he finished speaking, he saw that the replies to this post had been stacked five hundred floors, and dense comments were pouring in:

"[The sixth on the tip of the tongue]: Having said so much, can the landlord ask when the manufacturer will open the second batch of places, I also want to smell the smelly garbage heap."

"[The fire has gradually been extinguished, but Wang Ying is gone]: Upstairs is even more heavyweight, I want to vomit just by looking at what the landlord described, okay?"

"[There are always mortals on the ground]: I feel that Mr. Wind Speed is not aggressive enough this time? Why do I see a sense of arrogance? ”

"[He has a famous sword command]: Upstairs...... I feel the same way...... I feel that there is a wonderful sour feeling of love between the lines of Mr. Gale's words. ”

"[Who stole my rice]: That teacher Gale should also be evil, like a domesticated ......"

Wind speed's face darkened, and this post quickly turned crooked, and in a blink of an eye, it developed into a story meeting of "The sadomasochistic love between Teacher Gale and the Stars Project".

He is too familiar with the urine sex of netizens, and at this time, anything he says will be misinterpreted, so it is better not to see it as respect.

Closing the forum page, he muttered to himself as he nibbled on a heated sandwich and stared at the rudimentary VR glasses on the table.

"Did I really land this game with this thing? Could it really be that I was stunned and fantasized about it? ”

After nibbling on the sandwich by three, he estimated the time in the game, and his character's foot should have healed, so he hurriedly put on his glasses again.

Although he was really curious about how this thing could hold such a game world, it was a critical time to open up.

Even if he wants to continue to post about this game in the future, he has to keep up with the first echelon and be the first batch of players who can experience all kinds of new things.

Otherwise, everyone else will drive the mecha, he can only watch, he has not experienced it, what does he take to the forum to talk about things?

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Although the players are full of energy at this time, they are eager to pull more than a dozen tons of scrap iron into the base at one time, but in actual operation, it is found that this collection of materials to exchange ET points is really a rather difficult and laborious work.

Other games are "to get rich, first pick up the tree", wood is the most important initial resource for quite a few games, and after collecting not much wood, you can make tools to quickly improve work efficiency.

But the game has no wood, no trees, and the way to get the initial resources is to carry the heavy and thick metal back.

It's already difficult to find the corresponding garbage in the bill of materials first, and the scrap metal is piled up in high places, and they have to climb up before they can start to compare; These scrap metals are often stained with rust, and it is not easy to distinguish whether they are precious materials worth 40ET points or scrap iron worth 4ET points.

Moreover, they are limited in number, work in groups and do not have carrying tools, and sometimes they see that the precious garbage is limited by its quality, and they cannot directly move it back, so they can only make a mark.

After only two or three trips like this, the players are tired and unpresentable.

The gate of the base opened, and the hamster captain who was rickety and carrying an iron pillar and the recovery air conditioner walked into the base, and sat down on the ground, so tired that he didn't want to move.

"I'm super me, how can I be so tired, I feel like I'm not tired like this after running three thousand meters in high school......" Captain Hamster really became a limp hamster at this time, and he didn't even want to move a finger.

"Don't say it...... I haven't run in years, and this soreness, oops, oops...... "Recycling the air conditioner is also bitter," isn't this in the game? Why is there such a real feeling? ”

"I'll take a look at ......" Captain Hamster struggled to pull up his panel, and soon found a bottomed red bar:

"The stamina has bottomed out, and it can be recovered by eating, sleeping, etc.?"

"Eating? I remember what the executor said, next to the warehouse......"

The recycling air conditioner struggled to his feet, leaning against the wall to find the warehouse, where there was a machine similar to a drink machine, with an iron tray next to it.

"Space Age Food!"

Captain Hamster was a little agitated again, and he took the plate first and pressed the production button.

There was a thud of the machine, and then a thick brown solid column squeezed out of the machine's holes and piled up on the plate.

“……”

“……”

Captain Hamster and the Recycling Air Conditioner look at each other, and this space-age delicacy seems a bit ...... What kind of déjà vu is that?

Astronauts, just eat this?

Can this thing really be eaten?

"Or ...... Poured? Captain Hamster was probing, when he caught a glimpse of a figure.

The executor, Lord Wu Que, was standing not far away, looking at them with a smile.

The corners of his eyes twitched, then he pinched his nose and lowered his head, and gnawed down.