You said you were going to make games, how did you become the richest man without doing anything?

Chapter 286: The Weird Small Country Simulator Live Broadcast Begins (2-in-1 Pre-order)

Then, the screen continued to transmit the real-time picture of the game:

The young magician suddenly found himself in a foreign country. Before his eyes was the barren African land with flying dust. It was as if time had gone back and brought him back to the war-torn time in history.

On the distant horizon, the flames of war were already burning, and the air was filled with smoke. He felt as if he were there, and the tense atmosphere of war made his heart beat faster.

Suddenly, a Toyota pickup truck came into view, bouncing along the bumpy dirt road. Its roof was covered with military flags, and it looked like it was speeding.

There was a person sitting in the back seat of the car, and a figure resembling the president could be clearly made out through the headset.

The president's face was solemn, his robes rippling in the wind, his gaze determined. The pickup truck sped forward, kicking up a cloud of dust that reflected a strong atmosphere of war.

"The enemy may be lurking around, so be careful." The adjutant beside him said vigilantly.

As the president's motorcade approached a small village, a sudden burst of gunfire erupted, and red flames pierced the darkness. The enemy, lurking in the shadows of the village, launched a surprise attack under cover of darkness.

The president's vehicle was caught off guard and the explosion lit up the entire screen. Amidst the agonizing flames, the president's vehicle was engulfed in flames, the car destroyed and the driver dead.

The young magician felt immersed in the scene as the VR display began to transmit the hot breath and explosion sounds in real time.

His body stiffened unconsciously, and he became a witness to this dangerous battlefield.

He couldn't help but exclaim:
"Wow, the realism of this virtual reality is so intense. It feels like this is no longer a simple game, but an immersive war experience."

The comments were also discussed:
"Is this true? Can current VR devices achieve such good effects?"

"But, let me be honest, even though the equipment hasn't arrived yet, just watching the atmosphere created by the live broadcast is already shocking enough!"

Game pop-up prompt:

[Next, please wear the operating sensor gloves and move the virtual joystick in the game to move the character]

The magician put on the hand exercises that came with it.

After connecting to the host, a row of fluorescent lights quickly began to light up on the back of the glove, giving it a full sense of technology.

After all, it wasn’t his first time live streaming a game, so the magician quickly became familiar with the operating gestures.

"It's hard for me to describe to you, but playing the game from a panoramic first-person perspective is a feeling that can't be matched by any third-person perspective..."

The magician's tone was quite excited.

Following the instructions of the game, he approached the presidential motorcade that had just been bombed and dug several times out of the rubble with his hands.

Then he bent down and found a staff ID, which should belong to someone in the presidential motorcade.

Game Tips: [Perhaps, you can use this certificate to find a job in the capital, Fort Rami.]

Players can write any name on this blank certificate.

The magician simply waved his gloves and wrote the word "Magician".

……

Afterwards, the magician used the forged identity in his ID to successfully stop a ride and headed to the capital of Chad.

During the short ride, the game began to use holographic virtual images to show the player the information of the country they randomly visited:
【Chad, a landlocked country in Africa】

Time: 1963

Area: 21T (T refers to Tongliao) = 128 million square kilometers.

Population: 6T=1800 million.

【Please click to view the geographical location of the country】

A holographic image of the earth that can rotate at any time popped up in front of the anchor, and he could turn it at any time to adjust the direction.

The barrage of comments were amazed:

"Oh my god, this holographic earth is so realistic."

"It feels like the navigation charts in the Star Cruises movies."

On the map, Chad is located at the crossroads between Central Africa and North Africa.

Chad is surrounded by powerful countries.

To the north is Gaddafi, who was cautious and low-key and single-handedly launched the Five Permanent Members' copy.

In the south, in Central Africa, the ruler is the well-known benevolent king Bokassa, who is kind-hearted and gentle.

Next to Central Africa is Congo, ruled by the incorruptible Mobutu.

To the southwest is Equatorial Guinea, ruled by the learned and learned Rimacie.

Niger, to the west, is currently in the midst of a civil war. The pickup truck that was destroyed just now was probably the vehicle of a temporary president.

Game pop-up subtitles:

"Because of its extremely advantageous geographical location, people from all over Africa, from ancient times to the present, have come to Chad to celebrate."

"This has led to the spectacle of over 200 ethnic groups in Chad."

"Chad has earned the nickname 'Africa's Heart of Death'."

Then, the game pops up the victory conditions for this game:
"Victory of Conquest: Chad Unifies Sub-Saharan Africa"

"Cultural Victory: Chad has created a spectacle of global influence and is a global leader in cultural strength"

"Technological Victory: Chad Becomes First African Country to Launch Manned Spacecraft"

Magician: "My dears, how do you think we can play this game better?"

The comments said:

"Given the excellent matchmaking mechanism in the African region, it's better to hope that the Chinese national football team can qualify than to dream of unifying Africa."

"Your Majesty, spectacle can ruin the country. Please think twice."

"Although, expecting these agricultural civilizations that only see gorillas baring their teeth to develop manned spaceflight is a bit difficult."

"So, every ending is hellish difficulty. Your Majesty is confused. You should randomly start with a better country."

Amidst various discussions, the car finally drove into the capital of Chad.

In this extremely dry and barren country, even the ground of the capital looks like land ravaged by the sun.

The yellowed sand shimmered in the sunlight, spreading a dry, sweltering heat. The buildings lining the street were low and simple, constructed from withered adobe bricks, revealing a simple atmosphere of life.

People wore light clothes to block the scorching sun while trying to keep the air ventilated. The streets and alleys were filled with a faint smell of dust.

The market in Fort Ramey is bustling with activity, with stalls of all kinds filling the streets.

Stall owners carried pottery jars on their heads, and their stalls were filled with a variety of spices, handicrafts, and local specialties. The magician could feel the exotic atmosphere and the vibrant market life here.

Magicians often use VR gloves to interact with goods on the stalls, and they can actually pick up the goods and look at them.

"I have to say, interacting with objects feels very real, with no clipping, but it's a shame the weight is lacking in my hands. Also, the inside of this helmet can actually simulate the African heat. I've never played a game where this kind of sensory experience is delivered in real time before."

Barrage:

"Oh my god? Is it really as fun as the anchor said?"

"It makes me want to try it. Is the so-called sensory experience really as amazing as it's hyped up to be?"

In addition to Africans, the magician also saw many Europeans on the streets, especially French.

The Frenchmen were dressed in crisp white short-sleeved shirts, paired with lightweight shorts or skirts, clearly bracing for the Chadian heat, and their wide-brimmed hats provided shade from the blazing sun.

French people walked confidently and easily through the crowded streets of the market. Some held maps, seemingly searching for something, while others chatted with locals or savored the clean and hygienic food in the market.

Of course, these gentlemen of the French Plain White Banner were not very interested in the broken clay pots sold by the African natives. What they were most interested in and secretly bought was - people.

Because Chad's natural conditions are very harsh and it is far away from the ocean, it is hot and rainy all year round. Most of the country is desert, with only a small area in the south being grassland.

The thin fields in the south can barely grow cotton, but people in the north have no choice but to eat sand.

As a result, the Chadians in the north often captured their southern counterparts and sold them in packages to American and European masters for money, euphemistically calling it "local tertiary industry." This circular trade continued until the 1930s.

After World War II, although it gradually decreased, sporadic underground trade can still be seen.

The magician continued to move forward. There were some simple tents in the grassland area, and small thatched houses dotted the wilderness.

This is a natural oasis where people live and make a living from cotton.

In this area where conditions were slightly better, the magician quickly found the Governor's Palace.

The Governor's Mansion is no different from other low earthen buildings. Most of the people coming in and out are locals, and white people are rarely seen.

Because after occupying Chad, France realized that the natural conditions there were too poor and no one was willing to come all the way from Europe to suffer. All the officials were exiled here because they had committed crimes in France.

The magician found a newsstand in front of the Governor's Palace and found that there was no news about the attack on the presidential convoy of a neighboring country.

The magician explained:

"The media's lukewarm reaction is understandable. After all, in such a prestigious region like Africa, such incidents are not surprising."

……

Then the magician walked into the Governor's Palace.

A black man appeared in front of him. He was dressed in a neat military uniform, with taut muscles, showing his majesty as a leader.

His face held a cold expression, his eyes deep and sharp, revealing the temperament of a ruthless ruler. His dark skin contrasted sharply with his military uniform, exuding an inviolable sense of authority.

In the corner of the office were some military maps and strategic layouts, and on the wall hung several French army medals, highlighting his achievements on the battlefield.

An old telephone and a heavy clerical rack were neatly placed on the table.

Game pop-up prompt:

[A new benevolent ruler of Tongliao has been discovered. His information has been included in the benevolent ruler illustrations. Please check it out.]

The magician clicked on it and took a look:
François Tombalbaye

Status: Chad's first Prime Minister
Status: Five-star Tongliao Benevolent Lord, one of the African humanoid stars
Appearance: Exquisite

Knowledge: Both moral character and learning

Degree of anthropomorphism: 18%
Character biography:

Fransol was born in rural Chad in 1918.

From the age of four, this future benevolent prince showed his advantage of "strong hands-on ability". He was very helpful to his family and got along well with his teachers and classmates after going to school.

Subsequently, through friendly exchanges between teachers and students, he successfully obtained a primary school degree and further studied in junior high school.

In 1935, Tombabaye returned to his hometown after completing his studies.

He was immediately appointed as a primary school teacher by the French resident government and became an educator.

In Chad, a country with a population of 350 million and an average of no prenatal education, Tombalbaye has become a true human jackal.

During World War II, Tombalbaye joined the Free French Army and made several contributions. Later, he was appointed by French President Charles de Gaulle as the first president of Chad after its separation from France.

The magician handed over the certificate with his name on it.

Tombalbaye narrowed his eyes. "I'm not interested in the attack on a neighboring country's president. After all, there are more presidents in Africa than elephants. But, Bro, I know you're a man of great potential. Be my right-hand man."

[Tombabaye invites you to become his adjutant?]

The magician clicked to agree.

Now that the players have become his own, Babaye feels much more relaxed.

He began to brag to the magician about the glorious days of his youth.

"You know, this place was a French colony in history.

Originally, after the Second World War, the French father wanted to support me, Babaye, to come to power. For this purpose, I specially formed an organization called PPT to prepare for taking power.

Unexpectedly, a small incident occurred in my career.

Once, I was collecting debts from a businessman in my hometown for my dad. But that businessman was so blind that he refused to pay the debt and even blamed my family for it, saying some bullshit like "other people's debts are debts, but my debts are just beautiful accidents."

How could our family tolerate this? We immediately gathered two groups of people and started practicing. Of course, there was a small accident during the process. We burned down the property of a wealthy French businessman.

Under pressure from Paris, I was forced to transfer my position as the leader of the PPT organization to a man named Lisette.

As a result, Lisette actually asked French father to pay compensation right away!

Even since the triangular trade period of the Age of Exploration, has it started to lose money?!

This is bullshit!"

Tombalbaye took a puff of his cigar:

“Instead of understanding the difficulties faced by French father, why do the people even go along with him?
Lisette is just a Maximist. How can he be as loyal to our father as I am?
So, after Lisette's ups and downs, Father Charles de Gaulle called me to Paris.

My father said earnestly: "Although you have made mistakes in the past, as long as you stick to principles and understand the situation, the kingdom of Chad can still be handed over to you."

When he got emotional, Tombalbaye patted his chest loudly:
"I told Father Charles de Gaulle right away that Chad and France share a father-son relationship. There's no such thing as a Dark Age or a triangular trade, and the losses are insignificant. As for nation-building, that's our business. We won't just sit back and wait for money!"

The magician sighed, "They say that if you want to survive in the star-studded African region, the most important skill is to recognize your father. That's certainly true."

Babaye patted his shoulder and said, "So, bro, I can see that you are a talent for governing a country. You must help me."

After this passage, the game pops up a prompt:

[You can directly answer NPC questions with the microphone. You can answer whatever you want, and the NPC's AI will respond intelligently.]

Commentary: "Wow, this feature is great! Isn't it much more interesting than us passively choosing pre-programmed options?"

"Why do you think I'm a talent?" the magician asked directly into the microphone.

"Because you can not only read but also write, which is rare in this country."

"..."

The comments went crazy: "Hahahahahaha, if a university graduate goes there, won't he become a holy prophet?"

Babaye continued to puff on his cigar with his eyes squinting, and the gold ring on his finger sparkled in the sunlight.

"You know, I have so many wives that I can't even count them on my hands. I have to spend a lot of time taking care of them every day, so I leave the governance of the country to you."

Tombalbaye patted the magician on the shoulder and left the Governor's Palace.

The magician came to the desk, and the game popped up the management menu, which was filled with dense options:
[Taxation] [Population] [Trade] [Agricultural Development] [Industrial Planning] [Infrastructure Construction] [Education Investment] [Medical Development] [Resource Exploration] [Diplomatic Strategy] [Military Sandbox]...

"I'm good at playing business simulation games..."

However, just as the magician was getting ready to show off his skills, he found that most of the buttons were unclickable. Every time he clicked them, he would get a prompt:
[Insufficient funds to execute this command]

Finally, he clicked the [Population] button to check the basic information of the city, but found that

The attribute of [Citizen Loyalty] is only 20 points! It is directly marked in red!
At this moment, a large number of excited citizens began to pour into the open space outside the Governor's Mansion.

They shouted slogans:

"We want Papa France, we don't want to be a country!"

"We in Chad should never have agreed to independence. If we followed France, we would have meat to eat, but now we are so poor that we can't even afford clear soup."

"Protest! Protest! We want to go back to France!"

There were also some literate citizens who wrote on their placards:
"Opening means closing down, going public means bankruptcy, and founding a country means the end of the country."

The magician checked the game interface and found that the country's fiscal budget was indeed approaching zero, and it was extremely poor.

He began to get ready and sneered.

There is no other way. The most urgent task is to implement some "benevolent policies" and start making money.

(End of this chapter)