395: Chapter 39: Pretentiousness 395: Chapter 39: Pretentiousness 2030, one day.
After many days, Xiang Shan walked into the lounge again.
Jing Hongtu seed to have much more free ti than him.
Although it was just the lunch hour, he had clearly been there for a while.
He was holding a controller, but the ga on the screen in front of him wasn’t running.
The gaming console belonged to David.
The regulations were a bit looser in the Federation, so David had brought a ho console to this public lounge last year.
Surprisingly, Jing sotis played a few rounds himself.
Upon seeing Xiang Shan, Jing smiled, motioned him to sit suddenly, and then handed over the controller, rubbing his forehead, “It’s really about age.
I get tired just from concentrating for a short while.
It’s definitely a young person’s thing.”
Xiang Shan didn’t refuse and took the controller.
Jing was playing a newly released linear RPG, the traditional kind where you run through maps, farm monsters, and fight bosses.
But after resting for a while, Jing couldn’t help but say to Xiang Shan, “Stop, Xiang, stop for a second.
See that corner?
On the side, that corner.
There’s a door there, it has gear inside.
You’d better take a potion, to get your health back to full.”
Xiang Shan was skeptical, but he followed the advice.
Sure enough, he found a chest and inside was a fine sword.
Then, as expected, a monster slightly higher level than the character fell from the ceiling.
After Xiang Shan defeated the monster, he looked at the new weapon in amazent, “A weapon with special damage bonuses against dark magic—Teacher Jing, have you read the guide?”
“No, I can see the designer’s thought process.
This part of the map has such a placent, it’s a bit abrupt, slightly different from the usual style of the scene.”
Xiang Shan was a bit puzzled, “Is it that simple?
I feel like that door fits quite well with the background.”
“You haven’t understood the thinking behind this map,” Jing stated.
In 1982, a pair of good friends were competing at a flight shooting ga in an arcade in Las Vegas.
The stronger man, who was once an excellent Air Force pilot with unmatched reflexes and shooting skills, thought he should have easily outperford his bookish friend.
However, he never won a single ga against him.
The forr pilot asked the bookworm how he did it.
The bookworm explained that he had completely mastered the enemy’s movent patterns in the ga.
He could understand the logic behind these movents and the design, and ntioned that he could write more engaging enemies within two weeks.
The forr pilot believed his friend and staked his fortune on the bookworm’s abilities.
The most legendary ga designer, Sid ier, the artist manipulating ga values, took his first step that way.
“Compared to the true masters of this field, what am I?
I just play a little more often—there’s definitely a creature in the water ahead, change your equipnt for the fight.
What are the ga’s counter relationships, oh, use the one you just picked up.”
As Xiang Shan controlled the character, he asked, “Have you been playing for a long ti?”
“Since the ti it first beca available, before the very first billionaires erged, I was among the highest living standards in the Republic.
It’s pretty much the sa now.” Jing spoke not with pride, but with a hint of resignation, “I was young and loved keeping up with trends too.
I was among the first in the Republic to get a smartphone, naturally I was among the first to encounter a ho console.
When these machines were introduced, I was already working, had my own house, with no parents nagging, so naturally, I thought about getting one for my ho.
Then my sister-in-law wouldn’t let my nephew co over to my place anymore—how did you die?”
Xiang Shan reloaded the ga: “So if I play as long as you have, I can reach your level?”
“Maybe.
The key is to experience more.
This is just a hobby for .” Jing said, “Just like a martial artist can anticipate the opponent’s moves.
You know that.
When you realize that the opponent will follow a specific logic and you can see that logic, you develop a tacit understanding.”
Xiang Shan nodded and walked back to the water pool.
Then he died again.
“You’re distracted,” Jing shook his head, “You don’t seem very happy.”
“Should I be happy?”
“You should,” Jing nodded, “You’re even learning to recruit your own ‘confidants’ now.
That’s a good thing.”
Xiang Shan was stunned, “Confidant…” Then he rembered the young girl he had caught the day before.
Xiang Shan shook his head and gave a bitter smile, “You an that little lass?
What kind of ‘confidant’ is she… She’s just a kid.”
“A kid?
A kid wouldn’t be able to pull off such a feat.” Jing shook his head, “The UN Security Council’s permanent mbers reached an agreent, nearly involving all mber countries.
This isn’t sothing a child could manage—and she’s over sixteen, obviously not a child.”
“Not yet eighteen though.
A minor.” Xiang Shan said, “She should live like a normal person, go to university, make so friends her age, find so normal hobbies, try everything…
develop a well-rounded personality.
Not to be so bureaucrat’s so-called ‘confidant.'”
Jing laughed out loud suddenly.
Xiang Shan pressed the pause button, “Is what I said very problematic?”
“Well-rounded personality…” Jing shook his head, “Even after several expansions, our college enrollnt rate is only thirty percent.
Including vocational schools, it doesn’t reach sixty percent.
Are you saying that forty percent of our youth can’t have a well-rounded personality?
Even if you are from Beiping, your comnt is a bit too insensitive.
You don’t understand the sufferings of the world.”
Xiang Shan hurriedly said, “That’s not what I ant…”
“I know it’s not what you ant.” Jing said, “And I can guess what you’re trying to say.
That young lady, one can tell just by looking that she’s had an unlucky life, and during her upbringing, she was exposed to so advanced things, her actions are quite extre…”
Xiang Shan was surprised, “You knew all this?
So far only her na and age have been made public, right?”
“Isn’t that obvious?
A child who is truly loved by her parents wouldn’t get involved in this kind of trouble.” Jing shook his head, “Only seventeen…
and her technical skills are really high.
When I was seventeen, I barely even used a computer.
She wouldn’t normally be able to get into this type of place, given its security level.”
Xiang Shan put down the controller and lowered his head, “I’m indeed quite confused, Teacher Jing.
I really think, a person’s youthful years shouldn’t be spent here…”
“Sentintal.” Jing scoffed, “Look at our ages.
To , all of you are in your ‘youthful years.’ Should I say ‘Xiang, you’re still young, you should go out and explore’?”
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