All Novel Full Chapter 1184
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“Boom!!”
A bright blue plasma burst out from the cannon, exploding instantly on the back of the monster just one meter away.
This indestructible killing machine finally felt what pain was in front of the thousands of degrees of plasma!
The extremely sharp and piercing howl echoed through the wilderness!
Ivan, squatting behind the monster’s butt, also painfully dropped his shoulder cannon and covered his own ears tightly.
But the harsh sound seemed to echo deep in his skull, he could not block it at all!
For a moment, the monster was screaming, so was Ivan.
The scene was extremely bizarre.
Fortunately, the power of the shoulder cannon was indeed trustworthy, the monster was finally pierced by the scorching plasma, collapsed on the ground while wailing, and died bit by bit.
Ivan managed to recover from the sharp and piercing howl, looking at the monster’s dead body, he felt sorrow from his heart, even wanted to burst into tears.
It was really too hard!
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After eating, he was full of energy and confidence when he logged in, only wanting an exciting hunt.
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The Shoulder Cannon was not a conventional weapon and players could not carry it across worlds, so Ivan boldly asked a friend to act as bait.
He was squat in five meters away, carrying the shoulder cannon and aiming at his friend, intending to eliminate the monster and his friend together.
But he failed several times in a row—even doubted by the viewers as handicapped, to prove himself, he even became the target once and failed again, he had to face the reality: they couldn’t let the cruel monster run!
Otherwise, they really couldn’t deal with the monster that was charging at full speed.
In the end, the only way out was “close-range shooting”.
But then, here came the problem: For “close range shooting”, you need to get “close” first, right?
How long did it take them to push from outside the forest to the point where they could clearly see the monster with a telescope?
An afternoon plus an evening!
Want to get closer now?
Heh, continue picking leaves then!
The reality is so cruel, all the grand statements and ambitious goals, when it comes to implementation, still fall onto the tedious and speechless leaf picking.
What’s more outrageous is: with the pulling close of the distance, let alone talking, even a louder breathing sound could scare off the monster.
Cloud Dream’s ultimate benevolence was that the normal heartbeat didn’t attract the monster, It was unknown whether the sound was indeed too low, or it blended with the background sound of the wilderness and was neglected by the monster.
But still, they consumed a lot of mental effort to do this.
More torturing was this: they had done this once, and the audience had long lost their freshness.
The sketch of the monster had been released, and the demand for the “real look of the alien monster” had greatly decreased.
—By the way, the players’ evaluation of the appearance of this alien monster was:
“It’s frigging outrageous, uglier than the Iron-Blooded Warrior!”
“Ugly to the max!”
“Can’t Cloud Dream create a normal alien?
Can they not do it or do they not want to?”
…
In short, Ivan’s live broadcast room was in a long lull.
“Long” was his perception.
Until now, after finally killing the monster, Ivan felt sorrow from his heart, but was also relieved and happy.
His feelings were extremely complicated.
Spils of War?
A half-burnt, disgusting corpse.
And he couldn’t even take a picture.
Ivan was even a bit regretful, this was definitely the worst hunting experience in his virtual hunting career.
After they searched around several kilometers from the location where the monster appeared as the center, they didn’t find another alien spaceship, the feeling was even more intense!
It wasn’t until the workday arrived, and Cloud Dream started working, that Ivan finally received the reward for this hunt –
He received a confidential invitation to the closed beta.
And so, all his frustration vanished in an instant!
*
Ivan was no longer upset, but Lincoln was a bit annoyed.
No sooner had he arrived at the company than Cheryl came running over with a bunch of cats and dogs, showing him a post that had garnered tens of thousands of likes from netizens:
[Successful lunar landing!
But a little disappointed…]
“Huh?” Lincoln looked at Cheryl in confusion, handed her the milkshake, and then casually picked up the mobile phone to see this post.
He wished he hadn’t looked at it, seeing it just made him speechless –
These guys had accomplished the “Moon Crash” mission last night.
Players of “Gravity” were increasingly saving the doomed spaceship and space station through the second and third weeks of challenges, and happily doing their own thing in space.
Among them, a small group found an aerospace expert to help calculate orbits and headed in a further direction.
And the moon was a perfect target.
After all, all the data of the moon, whether location or orbit, is readily available, making it much simpler to calculate than that mysterious space station.
And so, last night, some people completed this long expedition – actually just two days – and arrived at the moon’s orbit.
Despite the lack of a lander, there were still players who couldn’t resist the urge to get close to the moon and chose to crash their spacecraft into it.
They did successfully hit the moon, creating a new “Meteor Crater” on its surface.
But they were disappointed with the result.
In the post, they described their feelings this way –
“There is just a single moon up there!”
This left Lincoln full of question marks: “Wait, this is a disaster survival game, the moon is not a picture but a real scene, isn’t that already very realistic?
You guys are still not satisfied?”
“What?
Do you want to have a romance with Chang’e?”
Hearing this, Cheryl’s eyes immediately lit up: “Not bad, Boss!
That’s an idea!
DLC to make it a dating game?”
“Get out of here, ‘Gravity’ is taking the hardcore approach.
If we were to develop a DLC, it would be about building factories on the moon to collect Helium-3, who the hell goes to the moon to fall in love?”
“Alright, that’s a shame.” Cheryl, rubbing the dog’s head on the milkshake, said, “I thought we could build a Guanghan Palace up there.”
“Stop fantasizing, go do your real work.” Lincoln didn’t think much of this, sent Cheryl away after this, logged into the virtual world to find Mavis.
But after settling on the small sofa and having a cup of Mavis’ special hand-brewed coffee, he felt a bit unsettled.
He was planning to take an inventory of the progress of each project team and then start formulating a preliminary plan to integrate domestic game developers, but now he couldn’t muster the energy.
After some hesitation, he opened that post again and began reading the comment section –
“Yeah, it doesn’t really feel like Cloud Dream’s style.”
“Is it possible that the impact point was incorrect?”
“Could it be that you have to successfully land to trigger something different?
Anyway, there is no atmosphere on the moon, there should be hope of landing, right?”
“I don’t believe it!
This is a game completely led by Lincoln, how could there just be a desolate moon?”
“Don’t slander Boss Lin!”
…
A bunch of players in the comment section would rather believe that the players who posted the status crashed into the moon in the wrong way, rather than believe there’s really nothing on the moon.
“Absurd.”
Lincoln closed the page, opened the office software, and started checking the development progress of each project team.
But as soon as he had finished looking at Cheryl’s progress, he opened that post again, feeling unsettled.
After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly stood up.
“Let’s go, Mavis, we’re going to the moon.”