"This is a script designed by the supercomputer of the Publicity Department. You can..."
"Let me ask first, is there any difference between what you are reading and the script synopsis I am seeing now?" Wang Ping'an interrupted Xiaoyun.
"No." Xiaoyun answered simply, "But I think reading this introduction in a suitable tone will make it feel more like a computer."
Angele: "So this was designed by another supercomputer? Doesn't it mean that computers can't do art work?"
The little Loli looked at Angeli's avatar and blinked: "But, designing this kind of script is not an art job. Let alone strong artificial intelligence, this kind of thing and algorithmic weak artificial intelligence can be produced in large quantities.
, it just requires a quality inspector to pick out suitable works from a huge amount of garbage.
"This kind of thing is nothing but fun."
Wang Ping'an: "Apologise to all the genre film directors and popular writers. You even used a dialect pronunciation. Why, do you want to cosplay Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu?"
Angeli: "So this script is about experiencing a plot in the world of Star Wars?"
"Yes, you are a Jedi warrior who survived the fall of the Samurai Society. The rebels launched a raid on the newly built Death Star. However, in order to prevent the assault squadron led by Luke Skywalker from being intercepted and causing the mission to fail, you have to infiltrate the Death Star to the weak point.
Plant the bomb."
Wang Ping'an: "What's the difference between this and ordinary video games?"
"You can smell the lightsaber." Little Loli replied.
"What?" Wang Ping'an suspected that he heard wrongly.
"You can smell the lightsaber." Little Loli repeated, and then pointed to the lightsaber on Wang Pingan's waist.
Wang Ping'an picked up the lightsaber doubtfully, brought it to his nose and smelled it: "It does have a metallic smell..."
Xiaoyun: "Yes, this is a simulation of the classic human illusion of metal."
"Can this also be simulated?"
"Modern psychology is very developed."
While Wang Ping'an and Xiaoyun were talking, Angeli pressed the button, and the lightsaber figure suddenly appeared.
Angele: "Ah, there is indeed a smell, very much like ozone. Is this the feeling caused by the mask just stimulating my nasal cavity?"
"Yes." Xiaoyun snapped her fingers, "Let's start the journey and enter the first scene."
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene changed. It seemed as if he had switched to the star port of the Death Star. An injured TIE fighter crashed next to Wang Pingan. The left wing shattered into pieces, and the debris grazed Wang Pingan's cheek.
Wang Ping'an: "No pain?"
Angele: "Maybe because this is a game?"
Xiaoyun: "No, it's actually because the unit attached to your face can only simulate touch. It can't really prick you and make you feel pain. This virtual reality is not intubation in the back of the head, that one is formal
For cyber modification, if you want surgery, you have to go through a long approval process before the surgery."
"I guess there are many people applying for this surgery now." Wang Ping'an replied.
"Yes, there are still people who do it secretly while traveling abroad. This operation requires a large amount of general equivalents abroad, so many people choose to resell the living materials they receive, and these materials are circulated abroad in large quantities through smuggling channels."
Wang Pingan was speechless.
Xiaoyun: "Attention, monsters are spawned."
A stormtrooper saw Wang Ping'an and Angeli standing in the star port and shouted loudly: "Lightsaber! It's a Jedi warrior!"
Angele looked at the lightsaber in her hand and quickly put it away: "Uh, sorry, I just wanted to smell it."
Stormtrooper: "Fahey~"
A storm of beam guns shot at Wang Pingan and Angeli.
Wang Ping'an: "What will happen if I get hit?"
"It will reduce the health value. The health value interface should appear in the upper right corner of your field of vision."
As soon as Xiaoyun finished explaining, Wang Pingan was shot in the shoulder.
Xiaoyun immediately added thoughtfully: "Eating Free Army compressed dry food can restore health. By the way, there are a lot of edible things in the game, all of which accurately simulate its taste."
In the hail of bullets, Wang Ping'an took out his marching rations and took a bite.
Angele asked with concern: "What does it smell like?"
"Nutty chocolate feeling. Is this really an analog signal? I feel like I'm actually eating something."
While Wang Ping'an was talking, Angeli also took out her marching rations and took a bite: "Ah, this tastes like white chocolate."
Xiaoyun: "Aren't you interested in the game itself? Why are you eating?"
Wang Ping'an: "Do you think I will be particularly excited to start playing?"
Xiaoyun: "This is Star Wars."
"Yes, I am very interested in Star Wars, but I have watched the movie countless times, and the attack on the Death Star no longer arouses my interest. But this Rebel food tastes pretty good, and I can still be in the virtual reality
Got more food?”
After Wang Ping'an finished speaking, Xiaoyun snapped her fingers, and the surrounding scene instantly switched, and all the furnishings became Arabic style.
There was a lot of food on the table in front of Wang Ping'an, which also looked Arabian style. Only the Hutt squatting like a giant slug on the other side of the table showed that this was a Star Wars-themed virtual game.
Wang Ping'an: "Can I smell this Hutt? Does it have a smell?"
Xiaoyun frowned: "I will remind my similar machine to add flavor to the Hutt."
Xiaoyun: "Because most men's eyes will focus on the beautiful woman sitting on the Hutt's tail. Who would have thought that someone's first reaction would be to smell the Hutt's scent."
Wang Ping'an: "Ah, I'm sorry, I am a beautiful woman but my figure is a bit smaller than that of my lover. Can you eat all the food on this table? How do you know what they taste like?"
"These foods are real dishes that exist in Arabia, Turkey and Persia, and this script truly reproduces the taste of all these dishes. This is also one of its selling points."
Angele: "Ah, this baklava is delicious."
Wang Ping'an: "You just ate it? What is baklava?"
"One of the specialties of Turkey, come and try it." Angeli said, leaning forward and stuffing a baklava into Wang Ping'an's mouth.
Wang Ping'an: "Oh, dessert! Yes, it's really good. As a Cantonese, I approve of this dessert! Baklava..."
At this time, he noticed Angele moving very intimately against him.
"Wait a minute, I didn't feel you close up." As he said this, Wang Ping'an reached out to touch his lover, but his touch was empty and his hand went directly through her.
Xiaoyun: "Because the current virtual reality cannot perfectly simulate the body's touch, in order to avoid cognitive dislocation, the player characters in the game have no collision volume. To achieve this, surgery is required to intubate the back of the head."
"Of course, you can choose to wear gloves that simulate touch so that you can touch your lover in virtual reality. However, as humans are creatures that mainly rely on vision, this level of simulation is currently enough to make people feel uncomfortable.
We are in this situation. Not to mention we still have the sense of taste.”
Wang Ping'an: "I admit you are right. Is there a script for the emperor's meal? Give me one."