Chapter 911: Chapter 499: The 9th Art Chapter 911: Chapter 499: The 9th Art Fang Cheng, having created so many gas, gradually developed his own insights.
Now, he felt a sense of simplicity in his approach. When creating the ga “Childhood,” he didn’t use much of his Divine Skills. He simply picked a planet and reproduced Earth from twenty years ago—that was all it took.
All the buildings here were restored to a one-to-one ratio, all items were just as they once were; aside from the absence of people, everything was just like Earth of the past.
The most distinctive feature of this ga was that players could only play as children.
In the ga, players existed solely as kids and through the eyes of a child, they could experience that wondrous era of twenty years ago, reliving childhood mories and feeling the culture of that age.
It didn’t matter if they were under twenty; after all, everyone was a five-year-old child, as if experiencing soone else’s childhood.
Nevertheless, without adults, the ga would still be incomplete, so Fang Cheng specifically added a feature allowing players to upload photos of their parents, and the ga would generate corresponding characters.
These parental figures played a special role; they sensed what the players needed and would do their best to fulfill their wishes.
Learning from the lessons of “Heartbeat City,” Fang Cheng didn’t grant these NPCs too many permissions or intelligence—maintaining a basic parent-child relationship was sufficient.
Beyond that, the ga world was completely open.
Players could spend their town-dweller childhood in their county town or enjoy a city-dweller childhood in a big city.
They could invite friends to the newly opened internet café nearby to play through the night or grab a pirated comic and watch the sky with a buddy for a while.
When Huang Ping entered the ga, he first circled his location on the large map and locked onto his childhood ho.
Upon officially entering the ga, he found his ho exactly as he rembered, an astonishing fact that left him stunned; then he completely imrsed himself in the ambiance of his childhood.
That feeling was like unintentionally flipping to an old photo of oneself—past mories rushing forward, evoking intense nostalgia.
The special characteristics of The Ninth Art were on full display here, as players could not only reminisce but also enter this space and experience the irretrievable childhood.
In the ga, Huang Ping swam at the youth center in his small town, played gas in the nearby internet café for half a day, watched the sunset from the school’s rooftop for half an hour, and then contentedly returned ho.
Before heading ho, Huang Ping was still very excited, eager to continue playing for a while.
However, upon seeing the people at ho, he froze.
He knew his boss, Divine Skills, possessed incredible technical prowess, a leading figure of the era.
But he had no idea that Fang Cheng’s technical abilities had reached such a level.
He had only provided two photos of his parents, yet his ho now had his parents present, with hot als already prepared.
Upon seeing Huang Ping return late, his father was as silent as ever, while his mother, after a couple of complaints, served the al and turned on the TV.
Listening to the familiar sounds of cartoons on the TV and eating his mother’s cooking, Huang Ping felt as if his past was a dream.
He was still only ten years old, he hadn’t gone into gaming, his parents were still healthy, and he had nothing to worry about.
This feeling lasted until he exited the ga, the jolt from the beautiful dream back to reality so strong that he couldn’t help but cry.
The impact of this ga was truly imnse.
Unlike Huang Ping’s reflections, Monkey’s tears had a different aning.
His parents had divorced when he was young, and his father, having remarried, hardly took care of him since, but that also forged his current career.
However, if it weren’t absolutely necessary, who would choose to endure hardship?
So, although he didn’t upload his parents’ photos, he still made specific settings for them.
In his setup, his family was well-to-do, his parents had a loving relationship—though they argued, they always reconciled by evening.
In such a family, he wouldn’t run away from ho, but he would still be discovered and join the Multi-Dinsional Club. The difference was that when he won a championship, his parents would be in the audience, and he wouldn’t have to watch his teammates celebrate with their families while he stood alone.
Removing his helt, Monkey too was in tears, unable to control himself.
But after erging from the lancholic atmosphere, both Huang Ping and Monkey felt quite relieved.
So dissatisfactions from childhood seed to be filled during the ga, allowing them to reconcile with their past selves to so extent, and they found their moods had significantly improved.
The wounds of childhood might take a lifeti to heal, but this ga seed to let them experience childhood once again and heal their past selves.
“This ga is sothing else,” said Leon, who also had a go and then, wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes, comnted, “It reminded of my grandfather, who always patiently answered any question I had. Gas that can recreate childhood like this are truly rare.”
“Really? I didn’t feel much,” Xu Qingling expressed doubtfully, “Aren’t you guys exaggerating a bit?”
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