I Just Want Players to Save Money, They Insist on Giving Me!
Chapter 281 - 114: Redefining 3D Games! Players Are Blown Away: Take My Money Now!_4

Chapter 281: Chapter 114: Redefining 3D Games! Players Are Blown Away: Take My Money Now!_4

What was Elizabeth’s expression like at this moment?

Her lively, large eyes were filled with fear and panic, as if her pupils were even trembling slightly.

Her pretty little face was taut, and she peered out from behind the counter stealthily, like a thief. Instantly, her pupils contracted, and she quickly pulled her head back while also bringing a finger to her lips, shushing in almost a pleading manner, begging the player to stay silent without making any noise.

"Holy shit! Is she alive?" PDD’s eyes bulged out, staring incredulously at the screen, his face’s fats shuddering along, unable to help but exclaim, "Wow—!! Did you guys just see that micro-expression of hers? That was like the ultimate scare of a banana big pineapple! Ya’er, she’s so damn lifelike! No mechanical feeling at all, it’s making me start to feel sorry for her. What has she gone through before? Why is she so scared of this hunk of metal? And what on earth is this top-ranked player playing at, some kind of supreme invincible missile game?"

It wasn’t just PDD; all the viewers who saw Elizabeth’s human-like facial expressions were also dumbfounded!

"Holy cow!! This is the game graphics I’m seeing without spending any money?"

"The budget must be through the roof! If this game had a two hundred million budget, Foolish Bai would be taking up a hundred million..."

"If it were a Tengjing production, they’d probably increase the payment options overnight, charging for a hundred pulls just to unlock Elizabeth’s expressions, not to mention orange-level expressions, gold-level expressions, and fragments of epic expressions."

"You really know Tengjing."

"OMG... And here I thought Foolish Bai was just rich in body movements, who knew that her facial micro-expressions were also so detailed? Is the top player going frame by frame picking out Foolish Bai’s scenes?"

"I suggest having all the pretty young actors come and learn a thing or two about acting from Foolish Bai! Video game characters have better acting skills than these basket cases!"

"Is there a possibility that Foolish Bai isn’t just acting, but is actually scared/ Dog Head with flower"

Although the mechanical bird had a high combat value, it seemed to be lacking in intelligence. After Elizabeth and the player crouched down, it couldn’t see them within its field of view. It turned its head in confusion, took a couple of steps back, and pulled its head out.

Then it took flight, and on takeoff, it stirred up a massive gust of wind, almost flipping the counter over which the two had been crouched.

Only when the steel bird had finally gone did Elizabeth stand up, still heart-thumping, and patted her chest.

Then she reached out and took the player’s hand again.

Her eyes conveyed a mix of fear and vulnerability.

"Booker, promise me... don’t let that thing take me away, okay?"

"I don’t want to go back to that place, I’ve had enough of its darkness and lack of light, I want to go to Paris with you."

"If it catches me..."

Elizabeth gently caressed the player’s strong, solid hand, as if she would have pressed his hand against her delicate cheek.

But the next instant, she grabbed the player’s hand and choked her own throat with it, rolling her eyes and sticking out her tongue, wheezily saying, "I would die."

This unexpected twist added a touch of playfulness to Elizabeth’s character.

Although the demo had only been played for a brief three minutes.

This character had already left a deep impression on PDD and all the viewers in the live stream.

At the same time, it raised questions about her story with the mechanical bird, what she had gone through, and how the protagonist had met her.

All these questions were planted in the viewers’ minds.

After all, the demo was just a representative snippet from the game and not the actual beginning.

Meanwhile, in the game.

After a harrowing incident, the two pushed the back door of the jewelry store open.

For the first time, the scenery of this world entered the eyes of the viewers.

Quaint mid-European architecture was scattered around, but the cobbled ground seemed a bit dirty and unkempt, and the sky was shrouded in gray.

Beyond that, visible iron tracks crisscrossed the residential area.

But these tracks were not laid on the ground; rather, they were suspended in midair.

Above the tracks, boxes of goods were being transported in an orderly fashion.

PDD changed the camera angle to look not far away and saw a huge personal portrait poster hanging on the wall of a building. The man in the portrait looked rather aged and was dressed like a priest, holding a book, his mouth wide open as if in praise.

Beneath the poster there was a small line of Chinese and English text.

"The great Prophet Comstock leads Columbia forward!"

He appeared to be the leader of this city.

That was not important, though.

What was strange were the NPCs dressed in a mix of semi-formal and informal attire, some holding firearms or clubs and with a piece of red cloth tied around their heads. It was unclear whether they were soldiers or civilians.

They were shouting abuse at that portrait, continuously lobbing stolen goods and Molotov cocktails at it.

"Ya’er, this scene gives me a weird sense of chaos," PDD frowned.

Despite the elegant architectural style and the slowly moving sky-rails transporting goods above, with statuesque buildings around and streets lined with Prophet’s portraits.

It looked a bit advanced, a bit civilized, and had its own beliefs.

But everywhere, there were rubble stones from explosions and litter scattered carelessly on the ground.

Apart from those rioting NPCs, there were hardly any regular pedestrians on the streets.

The combination of these two odd styles gave an eerily unsettling feeling.