Losing Money to Be a Tycoon

Hooshaw's family has fast internet speed and the game is downloaded quickly.

As a professional UP owner, Hooshaw's brand desktop configuration is not low. After all, you have to cut movies often, and there are some game needs.

There is no handle, but this game can also be played with a keymouse.

As a ceremonial person, Hu Xiao rose to make a cup of tea, sipped two sips and entered the game.

He doesn't know exactly what kind of game it is.

But by name, it's a Buddhist game, isn't it?

And this is a Huaxia-style theme game, from a few publicity pictures given officially, it seems to be about rotation, history, excess?

Well, that must be full of Zen, right?

Since it's a game full of Zen, shouldn't you put your mind to it and experience it with care?

Hooshaw found that he actually had a little vision for the game.

After the black screen, it starts with a melody.

This melody is gentle, but it also has a unique and sad atmosphere, all played with traditional instruments from Huaxia.

An old woman's voice is chanting slowly in a dull, long tone.

“Births and faults do not meet, the world turns back to bloody colour;”

“Only flowers are hard to see leaves, and Yellow Springs is hard to trace all the way. ”

“The three-way river has a long way to go, and the edge of the Naihe bridge is cut off;”

“One bowl of tea soup ends at the front edge, one foot of clear, lush, shallow beach. ”

Her voice was loud and long, but it made people feel a kind of utter sadness, as if ghosts were looking for ghosts.

These words sound like poems, they sound like songs, and they're a little chilly.

The image appeared, a bright red maple leaf fell into the stream, washed away by the stream, immediately followed by a ray of red blood flowing through the stream, which was soon diluted.

Moving up, a thin hand “snapped” and fell on the water, splashing a few waves, and then stopped moving.

The lens continues to pull up with this thin hand, reflected in the broken clothes on the body, the crippling wounds, and the open eyes.

Though dead, it's still chilling to see your eyes open.

In these eyes, there is fear, despair, struggle, and a little unwillingness.

The lens continued upwards, several dry, skinny ankles walked past the lens, a wild dog whose hair was all dry and as thin as a skull, with dark red saliva flowing at the corner of his mouth, staring at the blood-red eyes, looking at the lens and leaving, continuing to search for the next target.

It appears that these people have completely lost their minds and become blind killers.

The old and dull voice rang again.

“Man has three souls and seven spirits. ”

“The man whose life was exhausted was guided by the inertia of black and white, he stepped onto Huangquan Road and went to the shady land to be tried by Yan Luo. ”

“or reincarnated, or reincarnated into six rounds, or into hell without a trace. ”

The body by the creek, suddenly convulsed.

Instead of staying too much on it, the camera continued to move, passing through the creeks and wastelands on the edge of the village and staying in this small village hidden in the deep mountains.

“Until one day, black and white uncertainty ceased to attract those who were dying. ”

“The soul is free from the world, but cannot be guided, and can only become a lonely wild ghost wandering on Yellow Springs Road. ”

“Do not seek life, do not seek death. ”

“Over time, these orphaned wildlings have become increasingly ferocious, losing their humanity and their memory. ”

“The world has become purgatory. ”

As the camera turned, several innocent people were massacred by villagers with grass forks and firewood knives, crying out for despair.

In a broken temple on the outskirts of a city, the dim golden Buddha light turned into a barrier, isolating the souls who wanted to break into the temple.

And in the broken temple, an old monk is sitting on a futon, facing the shaky statue of the Buddha, reciting scripture over and over again.

Not far away, a scholar ran out of a house that was already on fire, crashing into each other and spreading the beard like crazy.

He shouted and laughed and his voice was blurred.

“Turn back to the fire house and drown in the sea of bitterness;"

“The long night is stubborn and cannot be changed. ”

“Mount Ling has no way, joining hands into emptiness;”

“Huangquan Road is far away, turning back to shore. ”

“Back to shore? Hahahahahahahaha...”

In the insane laughter of the writer, the screen gradually darkened.

Then the laughter stopped.

The old voice sounded for the last time: “Lonely wild ghosts, wandering the world; six paths collapsed, the local gates opened...”

After a slightly longer black screen.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

Two muffled sounds and a ray of light appeared on the dark screen.

This is the first view of the buried.

Soon, the camera turned out of the grave.

This is a desolate mass grave post, with broken headstones falling on the ground twisted or submerged in dead grass.

There are many open coffins in the mass graves, which are very poor quality thin wooden coffins that have been damaged.

Some coffins contain residual bones that may have been eaten by hungry beasts, while others are empty and only soil washed in by rain.

A large number of corpses were also randomly dumped in mass graves, mostly with incomplete limbs and absent necks.

The extremely thin coffin was smashed out of two holes, one lean, but with some muscular hands drilled out of the hole, trying hard to push the coffin aside.

A pale dead man sat up from his grave.

……

Hu Xiao looked at the tea in his hand and looked at this rather unfriendly out-of-the-box CG, feeling that his expectations might be a little off.

What kind of Buddhist game is this?

Big problem!

Hooshaw kinda wants to give up. Anyway, this game has just been downloaded and can be refunded at any time.

But think again, let's play. What if it's fun?

“Hmm? You can still write your own headlines? ”

“Something strange, skip it. ”

Hu Xiao consciously wanted to skip, but found that it seemed impossible to skip, and had to enter some information to do so.

I was going to type three periods, but I thought it might be inappropriate, so let's lose two Chinese characters.

Hu Xiao thought about typing "hey hey.”

Nor did he think much of it, choosing the first tone of voice in his mind.

Once selected, the game officially begins.

Hu Xiao manipulates the character of the game and rushes straight ahead to the little monster.

Three seconds later.

The character screamed and fell to the ground, and the screen turned gray, showing two big words: “hey”.

Hu Shaw: “???? ”

He was a little confused about exactly what happened.

What about the blood strip I just had?

How come I just got touched twice by a weirdo and my blood strip just disappeared?

Is this game out of bug?

Hu Shaw resurrected uncomfortably, climbing up from the mass grave again and rushing towards the little monster in front of him.

“Hey, hey."

“Hey, hey."

“Hey, hey."

After a few minutes of inactivity, Hoosho pushed the keyboard mouse forward, leaning against the chair, and the whole person was in meditation.

What the hell is going on?

Why is my character as crispy as a piece of paper?

Was it the wrong way to open it?

Or is there something wrong with my play?

With confusion, Hoosho opened up the Navy chat group and wanted to ask about the others.

But the rest of the group, they're just like Hoosho.

“Has anyone finished downloading Back to Shore? My computer configuration was too low, one card at a time, and then I got stuck and I died. ”

“My computer, too, died somehow. ”

“This game is so highly configured, I can't even get my computer to work, just like the slide. ”

“Oh, my computer works. Let me tell you the truth, you didn't die because of a computer card...”

“Shit, what kind of sand sculpture game is this? ”

“How do you play this down? ”

“I don't know. I've already refunded anyway. Didn't the boss ask for a positive or a negative review? I've decided to give it a star rating! ”

“Don't be a star, really don't give it a second chance? ”

“My laptop can't handle this game and I'm going to find an internet cafe later. ”

“The boss was very generous, just because it was a bit irresponsible to brush up the bad reviews directly? After all, they didn't say anything about bad reviews, just let's make a first impression. ”

“Yeah, the first impression is that the game sucks. ”

“But could it be because of your computer? ”

There was even a debate in the group.

Hu Xiao scratched his head and he was a little dizzy.

For the first time in the Navy, he saw one thing so seriously discussed...

In the past, it was like a trained army, and someone ordered a comment to be liked, forwarded, or focused on an account, or a quick, unified tone of voice, in short, banned and responsive.

Today, however, the group seems to be turning into a vegetable market, and everyone sees each other.

There's a bunch of people who play a game and have to give bad reviews.

And some people feel a little sorry for such a generous owner, and feel that they should try to play harder and not be so irresponsible.

Watching the crowd argue, Hu Xiao is also a bit obsessive.

What if we run into a naval civil war? Wait online, it's urgent!