The Internet speed at Hu Xiao's home is very fast, and the game was downloaded quickly.
As a professional uploader, Hu Xiao’s brand-name desktop computer configuration is not low. After all, he often edits movies and has some gaming needs.
There is no controller, but the game can also be played with keyboard and mouse.
As a person with a sense of ritual, Hu Xiao stood up and made a cup of tea, took two leisurely sips, and then entered the game.
He still doesn't know exactly what kind of game this is.
But judging from the name, it should be a game full of Buddha nature, right?
Moreover, this is a Chinese-themed game. Judging from the official promotional pictures, it seems to be about reincarnation, rebirth, and salvation?
Well, that should be full of Zen, right?
Since it is a game full of Zen, shouldn’t we calm down and experience it with our heart?
Hu Xiao found that he actually had a little longing for this game.
After the black screen, there is a melodious melody first.
This melody is melodious and graceful, but it also has a unique sad atmosphere. It is all played with traditional Chinese musical instruments.
An old female voice chanted slowly in a hoarse and long tone.
"Life after life has gone wrong and we have not seen each other, and the world's reincarnation is full of blood;"
"You can only see the flowers blooming but not the leaves. It's a dilemma all the way to hell."
"The road to the Santu River is long, but the bridge is full of heartbreak;"
"A bowl of tea soup is drained to the brim, and a foot of clear and flowing shallow water is left."
Her voice was melodious and long, but it made people feel a kind of downright sadness, as if a ghost was calling for the soul.
These few sentences sound like poetry, but also like a ballad, which is a bit chilling.
A picture appeared, a bright red maple leaf fell into the stream and was washed away by the stream. Immediately afterwards, a bright red blood stain flowed along the stream and was quickly diluted.
The camera moved upward, and a skinny hand fell onto the water with a "snap", causing some splashes, and then became motionless.
The camera continued to pull up along the skinny hand, and what came into view were the shabby clothes on the corpse, the hideous wounds, and the wide-open eyes.
Even though he was dead, the way his eyes were wide open still made people shudder.
In these eyes, there seems to be fear, despair, struggle, and a little bit of unwillingness.
The camera continued to look upwards, and several withered and skinny ankles walked in front of the camera. A wild dog with all its hair dry and as skinny as a skeleton, with dark red saliva flowing from the corner of its mouth and staring blood-red eyes, looked at the camera.
Leave and continue searching for the next target.
It seems that these people have completely lost their minds and become blind killers.
The old and hoarse voice sounded again.
"People have three souls and seven souls."
"People who have exhausted their Yang lives are led by black and white impermanence, and embark on the road to hell, heading to the underworld to accept the judgment of Yama."
"Either reincarnation, or entering the six realms of reincarnation, or entering the endless hell."
The corpse by the creek suddenly twitched.
The camera did not stay too long on it, but continued to move, passing by the creek and wasteland beside the village, and stopped at this small village hidden in the mountains.
"Until one day, black and white and impermanence no longer attract those who are dying."
"The soul is wandering in the world, but cannot be guided, and can only become a lonely ghost wandering on the road to hell."
"You can't live, you can't die."
"As time goes by, these lonely ghosts become more and more vicious, losing their humanity and memory."
"The world has become purgatory."
As the camera turned, several innocent people were slaughtered by villagers holding pitchforks and hatchets, wailing in despair.
In a ruined temple on the outskirts of the city, the dim golden Buddha light turned into a barrier, blocking off the wandering souls who wanted to break into the ruined temple.
In the ruined temple, an old monk was sitting cross-legged on a futon, facing the crumbling Buddha statue, reciting scriptures over and over again.
Not far away, a scholar ran out of the burning house, stumbling and running wildly, his hair disheveled, as if he was crazy.
He shouted and laughed, his voice unclear.
"Reincarnation in the fire house, drowning in the sea of misery;"
"You are stubborn all night and can never change."
"There is no path in the spiritual mountain, and when you put your palms together, you become empty;"
"The road to hell is long, but you will find the shore when you turn around."
"Is it possible to turn around? Hahahahaha..."
Amid the maniacal laughter of the scholar, the screen gradually went black.
Then, the laughter stopped abruptly.
The old voice sounded for the last time: "Lonely souls and wild ghosts wander the world; the six paths collapse, and the door to the underworld opens..."
After a long period of black screen.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
There were two muffled sounds, and a beam of light appeared on the dark screen.
This is the first perspective of the buried person.
Soon, the camera panned outside the tomb.
This is a desolate mass grave, with broken tombstones lying crookedly on the ground, or submerged in the long withered grass.
There were many open coffins on the mass graves. These coffins were made of very low-quality thin wood and were in disrepair.
Some coffins contained mutilated bones, perhaps eaten by hungry beasts, while others were empty except for soil washed in by rain.
There are also a large number of corpses randomly dumped in mass graves. Most of them have missing limbs and their heads are missing.
Two holes were punched out of the extremely thin coffin lid. A thin hand with some muscle left came out of the hole and tried its best to push the coffin lid aside.
A pale dead man sat up from the grave.
…
Hu Xiao looked at the tea in his hand, and then at this rather unfriendly cutscene CG, feeling that his expectations might be slightly off.
What kind of Buddha-nature game is this?
There's a big problem!
Hu Xiao almost wanted to give up. Anyway, the game had just been downloaded and he could get a refund at any time.
But then I thought again, let’s play it and see what if this game is fun?
"Huh? You can actually write an epitaph for yourself?"
"What an inexplicable link, just skip it."
Hu Xiao subconsciously wanted to skip it, but found that it seemed that he couldn't skip it and had to enter some information.
Originally I wanted to enter three periods, but I felt it was a bit inappropriate, so I'd better enter two Chinese characters.
Hu Xiao thought for a while and then typed: "Hey".
He didn't think too much, he just chose the first modal word that came to his mind.
After making your selection, the game officially starts.
Hu Xiao controlled the game character and rushed straight towards the mob in front.
Three seconds later.
The game character let out a scream and fell to the ground, the screen turned gray, and two big words were displayed on it: "Hey".
Hu Xiao: “???”
He just didn't understand what happened.
Where is the long health bar I just had?
Why did my health bar disappear immediately after just being touched twice by a mob?
Is there a bug in this game?
Hu Xiao resurrected unconvinced, climbed up from the mass grave again, and rushed towards the mob in front of him.
"hey-hey".
"hey-hey".
"hey-hey".
Hu Xiao fell into a sluggish state. After being sluggish for a few minutes, he pushed his keyboard and mouse forward, leaned on his chair, and fell into deep thought.
What exactly is going on?
Why is my character as brittle as paper and disappears when touched?
Could it be that the way I opened it is wrong?
Or is there something wrong with my gameplay?
Confused, Hu Xiao opened the navy's chat group and wanted to ask about other people's situations.
However, other people in the group were as confused as Hu Xiao.
"Has anyone finished downloading "Return to the Shore"? My computer configuration is too low, one lag after another, and then it lags and I die."
"My computer also got stuck and died inexplicably."
"The configuration of this game is really high. Even my computer can't carry it. It's just like a slide show."
"Haha, my computer can carry it. To tell you the truth, you didn't die because of the computer card..."
"Fuck, what kind of sand sculpture game is this? The first monster will kill you instantly?"
"How can we continue playing like this?"
"I don't know. Anyway, I have already refunded the money. Didn't the boss ask me to give a positive review or a negative review? I decided to give a one-star negative review directly!"
"It's not like it's just one star. Are you really not giving me a second chance?"
"I can't carry this game on my laptop, so I plan to find an Internet cafe later."
"This boss is very generous. Isn't it a bit irresponsible to write a negative review just because of this? After all, they didn't say they would write a negative review, they just asked us to evaluate based on the first impression."
"Yeah, my first impression is that this game is terrible."
"But it could also be because of a problem with your computer?"
There was even an argument in the group.
Hu Xiao scratched his head, feeling a little dizzy.
This was the first time he saw everyone discussing something so seriously in a navy group...
In the past, the group was like a well-trained army. Someone gave an order to like a certain comment, forward it, or focus on attacking a certain account, or quickly unify the tone. In short, the order was issued and the response was quick.
However, today, the group seemed to have turned into a vegetable market, and everyone expressed their opinions.
There is a group of people who want to give negative reviews after playing the game.
Some people feel a little sorry for such a generous sponsor and boss, and feel that they should play harder and not be so irresponsible.
Seeing everyone arguing, Hu Xiao was also a little confused.
What should I do if a civil war breaks out among the navy? Wait online, it’s quite urgent!