The children listened to Takayuki's explanation with confusion.
Mainly because they had not yet established the concept of electronic gas in their minds.
This kind of thing certainly couldn't be accomplished overnight, so Takayuki was patient.
"You kids can relax. If you can't play today, we'll co back tomorrow. Your queue numbers will still be valid, and the rewards will still be available. As long as you can pass the level."
Hearing that the rewards were plentiful, the children relaxed.
As long as it wasn't limited, these kids were confident they could take advantage of Takayuki's generosity.
"Co, let show you first, and the rest of you can watch. It's done like this."
Takayuki took the controller and, with smooth movents, made Mario on the TV screen start moving.
"Hey, hey, it's moving! The little person on the TV can move!"
The children exclaid loudly.
This was a relatively novel way of operating.
Of course, they had seen it before; so families had computers with similar controls for gas that were sowhat like electronic gas, but they were very boring.
Finally, in the midst of Takayuki's skillful maneuvering, he accidentally hit a mushroom guy and lost...
Oops, that was embarrassing.
He had played the first generation of Mario countless tis in the past.
But it had been a long ti, and he was rusty.
But luckily, these children didn't seem to care.
Through Takayuki's demonstration, the children also understood the basic operation.
Firstly, the little person on the TV could jump and run faster, and the bricks in the scene could be bumped to reveal so strange things.
During Takayuki's demonstration, he didn't collect those items, he just played through the ga quickly.
So the children weren't sure what these things were for.
Secondly, the little person could jump on the monsters in the process of jumping and dodge them.
"Okay, let the first child start the challenge."
Takayuki handed the controller back to the child.
The child took it eagerly.
He was the first, and with an extra five minutes to familiarize himself with the controls, he had a significant advantage.
Just now, he had been watching Takayuki's actions attentively, and although he couldn't rember everything, he had morized most of it.
After all, this ga wasn't difficult to learn; it was even simple to the point of being idiotic.
Ding ding ding ~
The familiar starting sound rang out, and the child widened his eyes and pressed the controller.
The little person on the TV began to move forward according to his actions.
Takayuki quietly retreated to the back, giving the children more space.
At the sa ti, he took out a cara and aid it at the children playing.
Click.
This was a mont worth rembering.
This world would also welco a new form of entertainnt, a national one.
This photo must be preserved well; it was a symbol of the arrival of a new era.
...
Soon, it was eighteen minutes later.
At this point, the first child was sweating profusely.
Even though the weather was still cold, the child was sweating nervously.
Twenty minutes had passed, and he hadn't completed the level.
It wasn't because he was dumb.
Mainly, sotis he would accidentally hit the mushroom guy and die, or get hit by a turtle shell, or accidentally jump too small and fall into a pit.
So he had been repeating this process for the whole twenty minutes.
Whenever there was a mistake, he would start over.
So he never made it to the end of the level.
At this point, the children behind him were also tense.
They were all silently praying for this child to pass the level smoothly.
When the twenty minutes arrived, the child's last life should have been reaching the end, and this ti it seed like the child would really pass the level.
But ti was up.
"Ti's up! It's my turn next!"
Behind the first child, the second child had already shouted impatiently.
Takayuki had thought about stopping.
But when he saw the serious expression on the first child's face, he stopped halfway.
"No, give him one last chance. If he dies, it's over."
Takayuki said.
The second child didn't seem particularly happy to hear Takayuki's words.
But Takayuki was the one who could decide everything.
He could only pout.
But what Takayuki cared about was the serious expression on the first child's face.
So familiar.
It was like the scene when he first encountered a video ga.
It was a morning.
Father ca back from outside, bringing sothing new for him.
The young Takayuki had no idea what it was.
He watched curiously as his father connected the ga console to the TV and inserted a cartridge, starting the console.
Then, his father picked up the controller and said, "Watch closely, son, watch your dad show off!"
Then, with his father's skillful maneuvering, he completed a move, only to die at the hands of the third mushroom guy.
Father smiled awkwardly and handed the controller to Takayuki, saying, "Let's each have one life, let's see who can co first. If you get first place, I'll cook you sothing delicious tonight!"
Just like the child in front of him, Takayuki was also aroused by competitiveness.
Focused, it seed like all the surrounding sounds had disappeared.
Competitiveness made him imrse himself in the world of gas for the first ti.
It was a strange feeling.
Takayuki subconsciously picked up the cara again and captured the serious look of the child.
And at this mont, the child was maneuvering Mario to the finish line.
Crossing the mountains, entering the castle.
The castle raised the victory flag, congratulating the child on completing the first challenge.
"Wow! I won! I've achieved victory!"
The child jumped up.
Cheering loudly.
The scene was exactly the sa as when he first defeated his father.
It was a child's first opportunity to challenge an adult.
In the face of the ga, an adult's experience, strength, and physical fitness were useless, and a child could defeat an adult.
At that ti, father lovingly patted him on the head. Later, Takayuki realized that the first ti he won, his father had deliberately let him win. Adults were not that easy to defeat.
But for the young Takayuki at that ti, it ant a delicious al at night.
And from that mont on, Takayuki fell in love with gas. Even now, if possible, Takayuki hoped to continue playing forever.
"Congratulations, you have won. Co, choose the toy you like as the winner."
Takayuki said with a smile.
The first child was obviously very happy.
He ran excitedly to the prize area and picked up the toy he had already set his eyes on without hesitation.
To actually receive a reward, and it didn't seem difficult at all.
Other children looked a little envious when they saw it.
"I-I-I, I'm the second one!"
The child holding the number two card jumped in the crowd.
"Okay, let's welco the second challenger!"
The second child imdiately ca to the TV.
This child was obviously more skilled at picking up the controller than the first child.
Just now, by observing, he had basically beco familiar with the controls.
Although the characters on the TV screen were just pixels, they seed to possess a charm even more enticing than cartoons, attracting this child.
Ding ding ding ~
The familiar starting sound rang out, and the second child, with more proficiency, picked up the challenge again.
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