As soon as he entered the virtual world, Lincoln saw Camille Victoria standing wide-eyed and dumbfounded on a golden sandy ground, pinching her arm hard.
With a strong pinch, she gave an "ah" cry and revealed a painful expression; but after rubbing it for a while and then looking around at the sand dunes and dim sun, she couldn't help but pinch herself hard again, letting out another painful cry.
It seed like her understanding of the world had been shaken.
"Alright, alright, stop pinching yourself! Although I've sowhat toned down the sensation of pain, it will still hurt," he said.
He didn't completely block out the sense of pain because pain is connected to many other feelings, and completely blocking it would be dangerous, leading to a reduced perception of danger in reality.
"But how is it possible?" As the princess stopped pinching herself, she began to carefully touch her face and hair, trying to find a helt, headband, or sothing else.
Of course, she didn't find anything.
Finally, realizing that everything wasn't an illusion, the princess took a deep breath, quickly widening her eyes and shouting, "Virtual reality?! Consciousness transfer?! And real sensations! How is this possible?!"
Imdiately, she realized that it sounded impolite and tried to make ands: "No, I don't an that you're lying. My point is, this isn't scientific... no, that's not it. It's not reasonable. This kind of technology..."
Lincoln had never seen her so flustered before.
Nobody in the outside world had ever seen her like this before either.
Since the age of twelve, Princess Camille Victoria had always maintained a perfect image of royal nobility at school, in the news, and in daily life, possessing effortless grace and impeccable manners. Only when facing her family would she abandon these rules.
No outsider had ever seen this girlish side of her, confused and panicking, even starting to stutter when speaking.
Obviously, this technology had a huge psychological impact on her.
When confronted with such groundbreaking technology, the more technologically knowledgeable a person is, the more profound the shock!
"Alright, don't worry about that for now, help try this ga and see if it's fun or not," Lincoln interrupted, eager to know the play experience of the first player since he had put so much effort into it.
"But, but..." The always-confident princess suddenly grew unconfident, "I've never played a ga before, I don't know if I can."
"It's alright, don't worry. No one in this world has ever played this kind of consciousness imrsion virtual ga before," Lincoln could co up with a more impressive na to differentiate it from the VR gas on the market, but he chose not to. He wanted to call it a virtual ga.
Once players got to experience the consciousness imrsion virtual ga, they'd feel that NetDragon's VR gas were simply not worthy of the title "virtual ga."
Others will follow the path he laid and have no other choice! He won't miss any opportunity to outcompete NetDragon.
"Since it's a new technology, you're now a pioneer. After today, you'll be the most experienced virtual reality player out there! Not to ntion, you have the ga producer providing guidance throughout the entire process. Don't worry; it's a very prestigious experience. Co on, let's start walking first," he urged.
Not wanting to disappoint Lincoln, the princess looked at the red hooded cloak draped over her body, mustered up her courage, and took one step at a ti towards the highest point of the sand dune in front of her.
She soon discovered that the sand dunes here were very different from those in reality. Not only were their color and texture different, but they also felt softer and looser when stepped on, making walking quite easy without sinking feet into the sand.
Climbing up didn't involve sliding down as one would expect. After a slight sinking feeling, there was a dense layer of sand to step on. At first, the ascent wasn't difficult, but as she went higher, she started sinking deeper and began to struggle a bit.
Lincoln nodded in satisfaction; this was his doing.
Of course, it also involved so hard work on Mavis's part, but he didn't want to reveal her yet, so he didn't let her co out.``
As the princess reached the top of the sand dune, she imdiately saw a vast stele forest, glowing runes in the distance, and the imposing Sacred Mountain at the ends of her line of sight. The peak of the mountain emitted light that shone through a narrow crack.
Without needing Lincoln to explain, she understood that the glowing runes marked their next stop, and that the mountain in the distance was their final destination.
Although cautious, the mont she stepped off the highest point of the sand dune, she slid down the slope.
"Ah!" Realizing she couldn't stop herself, she was montarily frightened.
However, she soon noticed that her sliding speed was slow, easy to control, and incredibly enjoyable. She even tilted her body to the side, carving out a long arc in the sand.
"Hahaha, this is so much fun!" Halfway through, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Lincoln noticed that the young girl had changed as if she were a different person, becoming more lively and carefree.
Previously, no matter when he saw her, she always seed reserved, as if carefully controlling herself. Even her laughter was delicate and polite, never as unrestrained as it was right now.
She walked towards the mysterious low steles, curiously exploring them for a while.
Then, as she climbed the partially ruined architecture, she approached the glowing runes wrapped in red silk.
Imdiately, the runes dispersed into light, winding around her neck to form a beautiful scarf.
The next mont, she seed to understand sothing; her cloak fluttered, and her whole body suddenly shot upwards.
"Ah!" The princess once again cried out in surprise. In midair, the dancing red silk automatically moved closer and swirled around her, charging up her scarf.
This kind of "subconscious understanding" was actually a feature of the neural modulator-demodulator.
The server sent the ssage "shake cloak to fly up," and the neural modulator-demodulator translated the ssage into a neural signal and sent it to the brain. As a result, the brain suddenly understood, making it all seem quite magical.
"Wow! This is amazing!" Almost imdiately, the princess discovered that she wasn't going to fall straight down. Instead, she experienced the joy of gliding and flying through the air while searching for an opportunity to shake her cloak energetically, causing her to play even more enthusiastically.
Lincoln watched the little girl laugh and cheer as she imrsed herself in the experience, satisfied and growing even more confident in the ga's potential success.
Finally, under Lincoln's urging, the young princess began to move forward but couldn't help wanting to shake her cloak and fly after only a few steps.
Fortunately, Lincoln had anticipated the players' mindset and added several energy-boosting red silks along the way. Otherwise, the short red scarf's energy would not have been enough during the starting phase.
Upon entering a relatively intact building, they saw a dark mural in front of them.
After receiving a ssage from the server, the princess learned the art of "Resonance." A white, spherical halo ford around her body, expanding outwards with a chiming sound. A mural began to materialize before their eyes, bathed in a brilliant golden light.
As the princess stared blankly at the scene, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to touch the mural. However, after touching it, her expression took on a strange look.
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