??Chapter 722: 721. Fra Rate and Latency_1
Chapter 722: 721. Fra Rate and Latency_1
Old Eggplant felt a bit strange. What were all these people jabbering about? They already had their tools; they should be hurrying off to farm. Why were they still dilly-dallying here?
He edged closer, wanting to eavesdrop on the excitent.
One of the basic human instincts is to join in where it’s lively, to listen to gossip. Even if it has nothing to do with themselves, they can still chip in with a “I always knew he was that kind of person” just to satisfy their craving to talk.
Old Eggplant found that at the heart of the players’ discussion were two individuals.
He recognized one of them, a fellow old player, nad “Old C,” who liked to play unusual gas and review them.
The other Old Eggplant didn’t recognize, but from bits and pieces of the surrounding conversation, he learned the person was nad “Civet Cat.”
“I’m telling you, facing such a large number of monsters, we need to create fire-support positions, use firepower to sweep the area, so building scattered turrets is better!”
“Civet Cat” said.
“Scattered turrets are too easily taken down one by one. I think we should build a sturdy fortress. Isn’t that what they do in the movies, a stronghold or sothing?”
“Old C” argued back.
The two seed to be arguing over what kind of defense to build.
“Old C”‘s reasoning was that in the movies, the fortresses left over from ancient tis were used to combat the Demonic Tide. From this plot, it could be deduced that, in this era, what could withstand the Demonic Tide would definitely be massive fortresses.
And “Civet Cat” thought that they should leverage their firepower advantage by building scattered yet sophisticated fortresses to prevent a complete wipeout.
Both lines of thought seed logical.
The Demonic Tide would last at least three days, and during this ti, the Mages and Forest Rangers would need sufficient supplies and a sturdy fortress to barely survive the onslaught of the Demonic Tide. At least, that’s what the movies portrayed. If the fortress was not sturdy or large enough, it might just collapse like a house of cards when a lord-level Demonic Beast appeared.
On the other hand, there was the more modern military strategy thinking—putting eggs in different baskets. Each fortress would have a turret, enabling them to defend against the Demonic Tide along a very long frontline, similar to tactical interlocking.
“Old Eggplant, co here, you be the judge.”
Old Eggplant, who had been just enjoying the show while munching on lon seeds, suddenly found the spotlight turned on him as he was nad by “Old C” to speak up.
“What?”
Old Eggplant had been leading a team initially and later led players to clear that patch of Demonic Beast infested flora, and with the farming, his reputation was quite high. When he made this statent, all the players looked towards Old Eggplant.
“How about a compromise between you two?”
Old Eggplant decided to diate.
“How can we compromise?”
“Old C” didn’t understand; he wanted a definitive answer.
“Look, a solitary fortress can only defend a limited area, and scattered turrets are too easily destroyed. Why don’t we just have both?”
Old Eggplant casually suggested.
“In movies, Mages are in huge fortresses, and around them are watchtowers, smaller fortresses. That way, the Spirit Torches they light can cover a large area, and they can support each other. Isn’t that a good idea?”
His words were an eye-opener.
The two players who were previously arguing fell silent all of a sudden.
Both pondered for a mont and felt that Old Eggplant made quite a lot of sense.
A primary fortress and several scattered smaller ones around it—wasn’t that just like an aircraft carrier battle group?
With this thought, both players understood each other’s point of view.
They quickly made peace and started planning together.
Old Eggplant paid no attention to them; what occupied his thoughts was the observation tower.
If his guess was correct, this observation tower must be the very embryo of Gray Tower.
The thrill of personally constructing a legendary building of Night Country filled Old Eggplant with emotion.
At that thought, he felt incredibly insignificant.
It was as if he stood within the shadowy outline of vast history, where ahead lay centuries of the Demonic Tide’s reckless ravaging of the world, and behind him, the grand counter-offensive that was about to unfold.
And he would leave but a small footprint amidst it all.
This feeling swelled within Old Eggplant’s chest, making his heart surge.
However, just as he was ready to flex his muscles and strive to lay Gray Tower’s first brick, Old Eggplant realized his “Morning Star” was almost out of battery.
He had no choice but to exit the ga, take off the helt, and put it on the charger to recharge.
Only then did Old Eggplant truly understand why the device’s battery life was so poor and why it had to be fully charged on a dedicated charger before use, disallowing charging while playing.
If one could really never log off, Old Eggplant feared he might be found dead in his bed after just two or three days, his battery expired, his light extinguished.
Lu Ban had implented this feature to protect everyone’s safety, and it genuinely brought tears to Old Eggplant’s eyes.
Moreover, after playing for a while, Old Eggplant noticed sothing else: the fra rate and latency in the ga were incredibly stable.
Let’s not even discuss the fra rate—Old Eggplant, with his Sharingan-like eyes, would have noticed imdiately if there were significant fluctuations.
It is said that so players are super sensitive to fra rates, capable of discerning the fra rate from just a segnt of raw footage. Although Old Eggplant wasn’t that extre, he could still feel the difference.
Latency, on the other hand, is an inescapable issue for online gas.
Playing normal online gas, Old Eggplant would experience latencies ranging from 6ms to 50ms. Under normal circumstances, he felt 35ms was already quite high, and so players could even perceive a delay difference of 5ms.
So ga manufacturers would even cut corners; there was once when Old Eggplant felt there was sothing off with the ga latency. His machine showed 22ms, but a search online revealed it was actually 35ms, which was totally off the charts.
But with [Cage], the fra rate was steady, latency almost imperceptible. Old Eggplant began to wonder if he was living right above the server room of Silence Gas.
After a shower and so snacks, Old Eggplant opened a web page and took a glance at the forum.
“They’ve started recruiting the second batch of players already?”
Old Eggplant caught sight of the forum’s headline announcent.
Clicking on the announcent, Old Eggplant read through it. It was similar to the first, except this ti it noted that players with skills in architecture, engineering, telecommunications, and the like would be given priority.
Below the announcent were piles of replies as usual.
[“I’m just here to play a ga, and now I need to know how to build a house? Have the standards for players beco this high?”]
[“Hahaha, civil engineering dogs finally have their mont, hahaha”]
[“This is getting too real, I heard the first batch of players are already starting to build fortresses”]
[“Is Lu Ban doing this to test sothing, like the limits of the ga’s physics engine?”]
[“I heard the tech guru from the company next door is already planning to submit a test application. Are these kind of big shots who master core technologies really going to compete with us ordinary players? Have they no sha?”]
[“Could it be that Lu Ban is actually headhunting? If these players go play, will they ever co back to work?”]
[“I didn’t get chosen last ti; this ti I must get in. Lu Ban, pick , pick
hard!”]
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