The Fourth Disaster: People become gods through high martial arts and gaming

Chapter 15 Test Assessment
“This game is crazy!”

"4999 is fine for a pre-order, but how can this be a test where dying once costs 198 to revive? Could this game manufacturer have been a bandit in the past?"

"It's confirmed! This game claims to be 100% virtual, so it's definitely fake. They won't let us into the game anyway. The game manufacturer is just trying to make money by selling assessment tests like this."

"That shouldn't be the case. I heard that the Sword Saint Luo Wushang who was on pilgrimage was playing it."

"I also think this game must have something interesting, otherwise Luo Wushang wouldn't be able to play it. But the game manufacturer is too confident. It's just a test, and failing it costs 198. Why would so many people spend money on a test that's not even a game?"

"You guys are making such a fuss. It's just a test. Why do you need to be resurrected? Don't you all pass it in one try? You won't fail it in one try, will you?"

"Hahaha, it's finally my turn to show off my skills. I've been focusing on game testing for thirty years. Brothers, see you in the game!"

"Who needs a power leveling test? Not 198, just 98 is fine. If you need it, please contact me directly!"

……

As the announcement of Gao Wu's arrival was released, in less than twenty seconds, there were more than a thousand comments below. People completely treated the game reviews as a game forum, discussing all kinds of things.

"What a boring bunch of people."

Luo Wushang looked at the game comments on her phone and couldn't help but turn off the phone, glancing at Zhang Qingwei beside her.

"Qingwei, this high-level martial arts advent is truly a masterpiece. It's fine if the president and the others don't believe me, but you still don't believe me?"

"Of course I believe what our elder sister Luo said, and the president also believes it, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Zhao Hu to conduct a detailed investigation into the arrival of that high-level martial artist."

In the elevator, Zhang Qingwei, dressed in a white shirt and a black miniskirt, with black-framed glasses and long black hair falling to her waist, showed intelligence in every move. She smiled and responded while reading the comments about Gao Wu Linlai.

"You have to know that Zhao Hu has been in charge of those three new games. He's been busy running around in them every day. His goal is to gain an advantage in those three new games. After all, our guild is not the only one in the Pilgrimage looking for a new owner."

"I heard Zhao Hu say a few days ago that he saw a lot of familiar faces in those three new games. Now that the president is willing to let Zhao Hu investigate the arrival of high-level warriors, it's already a big decision."

"All three new games have familiar faces?" Luo Wushang's indifferent face showed surprise after hearing this. "Is the competition so fierce now?"

Although Zhao Hu doesn't get along with her, as a pilgrim boxing saint and also a core senior member of Tianwei, she is a familiar face to Zhao Hu.

I'm afraid there are only those saints and the top leaders of those giant guilds.

"Of course. Otherwise, why do you think the president would bring your temporary recommendation to the review meeting without saying anything?" Zhang Qingwei looked at Luo Wushang and couldn't help shaking his head. "As for this high-level martial arts arrival, I will find a way to arrange some new recruits who are still in training for you."

"Qingwei, don't you want to play?" Luo Wushang looked at Zhang Qingwei with some anticipation.

Although Zhang Qingwei is the president's secretary, as a companion who met on the pilgrimage, Luo Wushang is very clear about Zhang Qingwei's strength and how terrifying his talent is.

If it weren't for the car accident that injured Zhang Qingwei's brain and damaged his reaction nerves, he would have been canonized three years ago, and he wouldn't have switched to the daily management of the guild and focused on being the president's secretary.

"Me?" Zhang Qingwei was stunned, and the phone in his hand trembled slightly.

After a long while, Zhang Qingwei sighed deeply and said, "I... forget it. I'm not suitable now."

Although virtual games are different from computer games from centuries ago and do not require people to play in front of a computer screen, they are essentially the same as computer screen games. The only difference is that various electronic signals are directly input into the brain, allowing people to have a more intuitive experience.

People with disabilities or those who cannot move can move freely in virtual games, which is much better than computer screen games a few centuries ago.

But these virtual games are not so lucky for people with brain damage. After the car accident, her nerve reaction speed has greatly decreased. If she just plays ordinary games, it is fine and does not affect her daily life. But if she engages in high-intensity combat, she will completely fail.

"No, no, no!" Luo Wushang shook her head and said seriously, "That high-level martial arts game is different. Although it is also a virtual game, the sense of reality is truly incomparable to other virtual games."

"Even my control over my body in the game is almost the same as in reality. Gao Wu's arrival must have used some new technology, which may be able to solve your problem, Qingwei."

"Did they use new technology?" Zhang Qingwei couldn't help but be moved, and even gripped the phone a little tighter.

To say that her edges have been smoothed out over the years would be an absolute lie. After all, she had originally embarked on the pilgrimage in pursuit of the opportunity to compete with the world's top masters.

I don't ask for a city wall, but I ask for a sword to kill people!

"Qingwei, you really can give it a try." Luo Wushang couldn't help but laugh. "You won't lose a single cent if you give it a try. If it's true, and this new technology can solve your problem, then you'll make a fortune."

"Okay, I'll give it a try when I have time." Although Zhang Qingwei was really tempted, as the housekeeper of the Tianwei Guild, she had too many things to do and could only find time to play.

……

The sky is clear and the wind is gentle and gentle.

In the courtyard of a four-story villa in the high-end Tianyage residential complex, Zhao Hu, who was over two meters tall, glared fiercely at several of his confidants standing in front of him.

"What did you say? The Mythological Paradise is about to take action!" Zhao Hu's face looked very ugly at this time.

Mythical paradise!

It is one of the five giant guilds in the pilgrimage. In terms of existence time, it is even an older guild than Tianwei. It has been glorious in many virtual martial arts masterpieces.

"Brother Zhao, it's the early stages of the game now. Myth Paradise saw that we were working on three new games, so they mobilized a large number of experts to work on our most promising new game, Dragon Dynasty."

"That's right, Brother Zhao. That Myth Paradise is absolutely despicable. They discussed the new game with the president one minute, and then they wanted to attack us the next. We came here the moment we got the news."

"Brother Zhao, now we can only gather the masters of the other two new games. It would be best if we could get a few elders and vice presidents to come as well. Only then will we be able to fight against Myth Heaven."

Zhao Hu's close associates were talking to each other, all looking extremely anxious.

Tianlong Dynasty is the new game they are most optimistic about now. If it is cleaned out by Myth Paradise now, it will be very difficult for them to catch up with Myth Paradise in Tianlong Dynasty later.

"I understand. Go get ready. I'll be online soon."

Zhao Hu waved his hand, went back to the house in a very upset mood, and lay down in the virtual game cabin. After taking a few deep breaths, he clicked on the latest game "High Warriors Coming".

"Luo Wushang! If it weren't for your stupidity, we could have passed the review today and allowed the guild to fully devote itself to the Tianlong Dynasty."

"A 100% virtual game? Such a deceptive lie!"

"Okay! I'll just take a look. What's so difficult about this crappy game?"

Without saying anything, Zhao Hu raised his hand and clicked on the test assessment that was coming to Gao Wu.

(End of this chapter)