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Chapter 282 - 114: Redefining 3D Games! Players are blown away: Now, right now, take my money!_5

Chapter 282: Chapter 114: Redefining 3D Games! Players are blown away: Now, right now, take my money!_5

As PDD wandered around aimlessly,

the red bandana-wearing man beside him, arms folded, eyed Elizabeth behind him and immediately began to speak in a slick tone.

"Look who’s here, such a spicy little thing. It’s not safe to wander the streets like this, and instead of following that guy who looks like a total waste, why not come with us ’Voice of Justice’? We guarantee you won’t want for food or clothing."

At that moment, the protagonist in the game also spoke up in retaliation.

"If you don’t want to die a violent death in the street, then I suggest you shut your filthy mouth."

While speaking, the protagonist also drew his gun and pointed it at the red bandana’s head.

However, the other man seemed indifferent and shot the protagonist the middle finger.

"Fuck, Prophet Comstock is already dead, now is the time of the ’Voice of Justice’. Are you sure you want to shoot me here?"

After a short bit of this scene, the protagonist seemed ready to holster his weapon and leave.

But PDD couldn’t stand it any longer.

Not to mention him, the audience watching the live stream were also feeling angry.

Although Elizabeth’s character had only been introduced a few minutes ago, her personality had already struck a chord, and it was annoying to see someone who looked like a thug on the street making lewd comments at her.

And while the man kept claiming he was from the ’Voice of Justice’ faction, his speech didn’t seem just at all.

"Damn it, let me show you what justice sounds like," PDD moved the mouse significantly.

He shifted the Mauser Gun in his hand to the head of the man with the red bandana.

He clicked the left mouse button, quickly pulling the trigger.

"Bang!!"

A gunshot rang out, blood spurted, and the man fell to the ground, dead with a single shot!

"Damn, this shooting feels good, huh?" PDD had no time to marvel.

He saw that the group of red bandana soldiers, who had been burning Prophet’s portraits, tightly grasped their weapons and charged toward the protagonist, cursing loudly.

"Warning!" A warning beep sounded on the game interface, as if alerting the player that they had entered a dangerous state.

And indeed, it was dangerous.

Unlike traditional FPS where the character seems invincible, withstanding a dozen bullets with no harm,

the gunfights in ’Infinite’ are meant to be simple yet thrilling.

If you have good aim and hit a normal soldier’s head, it’s practically a one-shot kill.

But likewise, the AI’s accuracy is not to be underestimated.

A barrage of bullets on the body, and the player’s health plummets rapidly, leaving them heavily injured in an instant! It’s all about realism.

The sudden turn of events startled PDD, and he quickly retreated towards the numerous shipping containers.

Using them as cover, he occasionally popped out to fire a few shots.

PDD had played plenty of FPS games before, and while his aim might not match the FPS-focused streamers, against these not-too-difficult AIs—with their fierce firepower being the only concern—he handled the rest quite well.

Soon, he stabilized the situation.

A shot to the head here, a quick duck back into cover there, as the relentless ’ding ding ding’ of bullets ricocheting off nearby surfaces filled his ears, he navigated the waves of gunfire.

After several rounds, the enemy’s numbers had been more than halved.

But another problem quickly arose.

He was running out of ammunition!

He had scavenged some in the jewelry store earlier, but the game was extremely stingy with bullets.

The several dozen Mauser bullets he had been provided with were now almost depleted after the intense exchange.

"Are you kidding me? Are you saying I should charge through a hail of bullets and engage them in close combat?" PDD was about to complain when

suddenly, he heard Elizabeth’s anxious voice nearby.

"Hey! Booker!"

It was then that PDD realized.

Damn it, he had been so caught up in the fight that he almost forgot about Elizabeth.

He looked in the direction of the sound,

and immediately, both PDD and the viewers in the live stream saw a scene that dazzled them!

On Blue Star,

having the companion NPC feature in a game was not new to ’Infinite’,

but it definitely had executed the realism of companionship the best!

Companion NPCs in traditional games usually show a very foolish side during intense player battles.

For example, they stand there dumbly watching the player fight.

Forget helping the player; they wouldn’t even cheer them on.

Or as soon as the player engages in combat, the NPC’s follow command is lost and the AI becomes confused, running around aimlessly in the mission area.

Or they block the player’s offensive path, disrupting their attack rhythm.

Or they are simply cut down by enemies, leading to mission failure.

No matter which, it was all infuriating.

But in ’Infinite’, Elizabeth’s performance had truly shocked Blue Star players, it was sensational!

At that moment,

Elizabeth was nervously hiding behind nearby cover, and she peeked out cautiously.

After confirming that she hasn’t drawn enemy attention, she boldly took a few steps, picked up the gun beside a soldier PDD had killed earlier, and with great effort threw it toward the player, yelling.

"Booker, catch!"

"Clack!" In the game, the protagonist caught the shotgun that flew his way with steady hands.

At the same time, an information box popped up on the interface.

[Don’t worry about Elizabeth, she’ll take care of herself.]

And when PDD glanced to the corner of his eye again,

he saw that Elizabeth had already wisely hidden back behind the cover,

instead of stupidly standing in place like other silly NPCs, relying on their invincibility.

Shotgun in hand, the firepower instantly rose to another level!

PDD darted out from behind cover, confronting the three soldiers rushing madly at him.

He quickly worked the pump action, lifting the barrel high.