Summoning Players into My Game Chapter 18 - 15: Assessment Test

"This ga is insane!"

"4999 for a reservation is one thing, but how does a test require 198 for a revival if you die once? Did the ga developers used to be bandits?"

"Nailed it! This ga claims to be 100% virtual reality, definitely fake. They just won’t let us into the ga. The developers are just planning to sell this test to make money."

"It shouldn’t be, right? I heard that the Sword Saint, Luo Wushang, from Pilgrimage is playing it."

"I also think this ga must have sothing special; otherwise, Luo Wushang wouldn’t be playing. But the developers are too confident. It’s just a test, and failing once costs 198. Who would spend money on a test that’s not even a real ga?"

"You guys are making a big deal out of nothing. It’s just a test; why would you need a revival? Isn’t it passed in one go? You can’t pass it in one try, huh?"

"Hahaha, it’s finally my ti to shine. I’ve been specializing in ga testing for thirty years. See you all in-ga, brothers!"

"Does anyone need a test power-leveler? Not 198, just 98 will do. Contact if interested!"

...

With the announcent of Descent of High Martial, over a thousand comnts flooded in less than twenty seconds. They completely turned the ga review section into a ga forum, talking about everything.

"What a bunch of boring people."

Luo Wushang looked at the ga comnts on her phone, couldn’t help but turn off the phone, and glanced at Zhang Qingwei beside her.

"Qingwei, this Descent of High Martial is truly a masterpiece. It’s one thing if the president doesn’t believe , but you don’t believe either?"

"Of course, I believe in what Sister Luo says, and the president believes too. Otherwise, why would he send Zhao Hu to investigate Descent of High Martial in detail?"

In the elevator, Zhang Qingwei, wearing a white shirt and a black skirt, with black-frad glasses, her long black hair cascading to her waist, exuded an intellectual aura with every move, responded with a smile while scrolling through the reviews of Descent of High Martial.

"You have to know, Zhao Hu has been overseeing those three new gas, moving between them constantly, busy to the point of exhaustion, aiming to gain an advantage in those three new gas. After all, Pilgrimage isn’t the only guild looking for a new ho."

"Zhao Hu told a few days ago that he’s seen many familiar faces in those three new gas. Now that the president is willing to let Zhao Hu investigate Descent of High Martial, it’s already a significant decision."

"Familiar faces in all three new gas?" Luo Wushang showed a surprised expression on her indifferent face, "Is the competition really this intense?"

Although Zhao Hu never gets along with her, as Pilgrimage’s Boxing Saint and a core mber of Celestial Might, the faces Zhao Hu finds familiar must be those saint-level existences and the top mbers of those large guilds.

"Of course, or why else would your temporary recomndation be put in front of the review eting by the president without hesitation?" Zhang Qingwei looked at Luo Wushang and shook her head, "As for this Descent of High Martial, I’ll arrange for so trainees to help you out."

"Qingwei, aren’t you going to play?" Luo Wushang looked at Zhang Qingwei with so expectation.

Although Zhang Qingwei is the president’s secretary, she was once a companion who joined Pilgrimage together with Luo Wushang. Luo Wushang is well aware of Zhang Qingwei’s formidable talent and skill.

If not for a car accident that impaired her brain and affected her nerve reactions, she might have achieved sainthood three years ago, instead of shifting to guild managent and focusing on being the president’s secretary.

"?" Zhang Qingwei was taken aback, and her phone trembled slightly.

After a while, she sighed deeply, "I... better not. I’m not suitable for it now."

Virtual gas, though different from computer gas centuries ago which required players to play in front of a screen, are fundantally similar, with electronic signals directly fed into the brain for a more imrsive experience.

Disabled and immobile individuals can move freely in virtual gas, which is far superior to computer gas from centuries ago.

But for people with brain injuries, virtual gas aren’t as accommodating.

Since the car accident, her neural response speed has decreased significantly. Playing ordinary gas is fine and doesn’t affect daily life, but engaging in high-intensity combat is just not feasible.

"No, no, no!" Luo Wushang shook her head, speaking seriously, "That Descent of High Martial is different. Although it’s also a virtual ga, the realism it offers is unparalleled compared to other virtual gas."

"My control over the ga character feels almost like real life. Descent of High Martial must be utilizing so new technology, and it might solve your problem, Qingwei."

"Using new technology?" Zhang Qingwei was stirred, gripping her phone tighter.

Over the years, her edges may have been smoothed, but that’s a lie ― she played Pilgrimage to challenge the world’s masters.

Not seeking invincibility but the thrill of a duel!

"Qingwei, you should definitely give it a try." Luo Wushang smiled, "It won’t cost you anything if you try. If the new technology does solve your problem, you’ll benefit greatly."

"Alright, when I find the ti, I’ll give it a shot." Although genuinely moved, as the main manager of Celestial Might Guild, Zhang Qingwei had too many responsibilities to spare a mont to play.

...

The weather was clear, with a gentle and pleasant breeze.

In a four-story villa at the high-end Celestial Beauty Pavilion community, Zhao Hu, towering over two ters tall, glared fiercely at the few trusted associates standing before him.

"What did you say? Mythical Paradise is making a move!" Zhao Hu’s expression was anything but pleasant.

Mythical Paradise!

One of Pilgrimage’s five major guilds, even older than Celestial Might, having shone in several virtual martial arts masterpieces.

"Brother Zhao, it’s the early stage of the ga, and seeing us initiate action in three new gas, Mythical Paradise gathered a slew of experts to dive into the new ga we favor most: Celestial Dragon Dynasty."

"Exactly, Brother Zhao. Mythical Paradise is utterly disgraceful, first discussing new ga matters with the president, then imdiately turning on us. We rushed over as soon as we got the news."

"Brother Zhao, we can only gather experts from the other two new gas, and it’s best if a few Elders and vice presidents co too; otherwise, contending with Mythical Paradise will be challenging."

Zhao Hu’s trusted associates spoke urgently, visibly anxious.

Celestial Dragon Dynasty is their most anticipated new ga, and if Mythical Paradise sweeps it clean now, catching up later would be tough.

"I understand; go prepare. I’ll log in imdiately."

Zhao Hu waved them off, troubled, and returned inside, settled into the Virtual Ga Pod, took a few deep breaths, and clicked on Descent of High Martial in the latest gas.

"Luo Wushang! If not for your foolishness, the review could have passed, and the guild could focus on Celestial Dragon Dynasty."

"A ga with 100% virtual reality? That’s a blatant lie!"

"Fine! Let’s see what’s so hard about this crappy ga!"

Without hesitation, Zhao Hu clicked into the Descent of High Martial test.