Chapter 220 Jingyuan and real-time strategy games

Author: Dragon Fruit Tycoon

Chapter 220 Jingyuan and real-time strategy games

This time, he saw the map with his own consciousness, still presented in the game mode he was familiar with.

There is no need to change to another mode. This is the most familiar mode of expression in his subconscious, otherwise it would not show up at the first sight when he wakes up.

Just think of this as a real-time strategy game. Someone has already helped him detect the opponent's strength and distribution map. It is equivalent to turning on the perspective trick. Anyone who has played real-time strategy games should know how powerful the perspective trick is. The intelligence is there.

Strategy is the most important. With intelligence, you can take advantage of opportunities.

The only problem is that his troops cannot be produced. He cannot control his race to use gold mines and wood to build buildings and train troops like playing "Warcraft". The troops he can use are very limited.

Although limited, they are not weak, and they are all capable combat units in the later stages.

"So what are you going to do?" Someone asked in the communicator: "We have already surveyed the map. There are so many monsters. If we don't use hydrogen bombs, it will be difficult for us to deal with them. Missiles and bullets are very precious, so if we can't

Make sure the action will be beneficial to us and we will not send combat units."

"You are in the edge city to the east. Do you still have helicopters?"

Jingyuan's eyes were focused there, where there was a wave of monsters rushing towards the front.

"There were two armed helicopters filming at an altitude of 3,000 meters."

"Then please take a look. Didn't you promise me before? So please take a look."

Jingyuan hung up the phone and looked at Da Yun'er aside.

While on the phone with HSA, she remained quiet, neither speaking nor breathing, as if she had turned into a stone sculpture.

She didn't want to be exposed to human eyes. After all, she had killed the opponent's pilots and soldiers. If she was recognized and found next to Jingyuan, HSA would no longer give any trust.

"Look at what I'm going to do, do it." Da Yun'er shrugged.

Although she didn't make a sound, she was sitting next to Jingyuan and heard all the conversations. She also saw the photos, so she should understand what happened.

This means that if everyone is still paddling around doing nothing, something is really going to happen.

Something big is going to happen, so big that the company goes bankrupt and all the employees live on the streets, being bullied, beaten and stomped on by outsiders.

This is the end of paddling. If no one does anything practical, they will be doomed sooner or later.

As a candidate for corporate president, Jingyuan must stand up at this time and make good use of his "connections" and "channels" to find a way to delay the company's collapse.

He closed his eyes and immersed his consciousness, as if he was passing through water bubbles floating in the air, sinking helplessly into the deep sea amidst the sound of the tide.

He is once again connected to the sea of ​​data composed of the stream of consciousness. This is also his consciousness space. Here he is God, and he can have whatever he wants.

A computer appeared in front of him, with a brand-new 32-inch black curved screen monitor, an ergonomic gaming chair, a mechanical keyboard and a heavy mouse.

A very familiar device. The Internet cafe he used to frequent had this configuration. It was not like this when he was in elementary school. When he was in elementary school, it had a big-headed display and an original keyboard that felt terrible, but then all those black Internet cafes closed down.

The new Internet cafes all use good computers and equipment, and are decorated like coffee shops.

This is the most expensive machine in the Internet cafe, costing eight yuan an hour. He has only used it once or twice. The first time he took it because he didn't know him, and the second time he did it because there was no seat and he had no choice.

Sit on the gaming chair, hold the mouse, and the game screen will appear on the screen without clicking.

This time it was the game interface of "Warcraft 3: The Frozen Throne". Although he hadn't played it for a long time, he still remembered what the interface looked like.

This was the first real-time strategy game he came into contact with. When he was in junior high school, his family bought him a laptop.

He played pirated single-player games and almost never played against anyone. Every time, he would set up several computers as opponents. His favorite thing to do was to focus on development. He spent the whole game slashing trees, mining, and increasing the population.

, building troops crazily.

Sometimes when the difficulty of the computer is increased, he will lose miserably, so he opens a map by himself. There is no opponent, and he develops in the map for a long time. He mines all the trees and all the gold mines and uses them to upgrade buildings.

Create the most advanced military units, and train all racial heroes.

When he was fully developed, he would lead a large group of troops to fight with the young wolves in the wolf den next door, and then clear the den of wild monsters.

When he was in junior high school, he found this very refreshing, and he liked the feeling of being busy and growing.

Just like the kobolds in League of Legends, when a kobold kills a minion with his Q skill, the damage will be permanently increased. The dream of every kobold player is to farm safely. Every time a minion is killed by Q, he will feel

very happy.

I remember that when League of Legends didn’t have a training mode, he played single-player and stacked the kobold Q skills for more than an hour, and then tried to challenge wild monsters to see how many layers it took to kill the dragon with one Q.

Recalling these times alone, he did not feel lonely, but felt very happy, which was the purest happiness.

But think about it, that kind of happiness is already far away from him.

Sitting on this gaming chair, he spent some time recalling his past and shook his head.

He is synchronizing the map on the screen with the consciousness of the large fungus beasts. Although he cannot see the images of multiple areas at the same time and cannot multi-task, he only needs to lock the game from the first-person perspective and replace it with a real-time strategy game from a god's perspective.

alright.

He doesn't need to see what's happening outside, he just needs to make good use of the information on the map and the feedback from the fungus beasts to control them.

So he used the mouse to frame the nearest fungus beasts, selected their units, and instructed them to move towards the target location.

Outside the screen, in the pouring rain, a huge shadow sleeps on the lower level of the ruins.

They were buried under the rubble of buildings that collapsed due to the earthquake, and cement and broken steel bars pressed on their bodies, which did not cause them any harm.

They are still sleeping. Unless there is a strong stimulus, they will fall into a deep sleep to reduce energy consumption. Even earthquakes cannot wake them up.

They are like plants, with no self-awareness and only rely on instinct to move. But at this moment, there is another complex consciousness connected to their slow spirits, driving them to stand up.

Along with the rumbling sound, the hazy shadows of the giant beasts stood up in the rain and fog, and the fragments of the buildings fell from their bodies. They moved in the same direction, slowly, but as steadily as a mountain.
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