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Chapter 293 - 117: The Silky Smooth Air Combat System That Stunned Everyone! Let’s Shout Kemen!_2

Chapter 293: Chapter 117: The Silky Smooth Air Combat System That Stunned Everyone! Let’s Shout Kemen!_2

"At least so far, the performance has really caught my interest, I’ll keep playing!"

It wasn’t just Dai, the live chat was also full of comments expressing agreement.

After playing too many monotonous 3D blockbusters with predictable and shallow plots, the dramatic transitions at the opening of "Infinite" were all the more captivating.

The barrage of comments was already heatedly discussing the game’s potential directions, with no signs of being dissuaded.

Now the pressure was on the designers at Tengjing.

Sitting to the side, Bao Jingbi silently observed his colleagues, especially Chen Rui’s expression of being choked up, as if he had something to say but couldn’t blurt it out, which made Bao Jingbi laugh inwardly.

Like to interrupt with comments huh?

Keep interrupting!

I was shown the door by Designer Ke just like that back in the day. Otherwise, why do you think I haven’t said a peep from the demo meeting to the full meeting?

In fact, after a deep hands-on experience with "Stardew Valley," Bao Jingbi was deeply impressed by Ke Jin.

When someone is slightly better than you, you feel envious.

But when you realize someone is far superior, all that’s left is admiration and looking up to them.

Meanwhile, in the game.

Dai controlled the character to take a brief turn around the room.

There were almost no scenes that could be interacted with.

On the worn office desk, however, there were things that provided a glimpse into Booker’s living conditions.

An ashtray full of cigarette butts, a dozen or so scattered bottles of liquor, a few debt collection notices, and some discarded horse betting tickets crossed out in pen.

In addition, there was a business card for a detective agency and in the manager’s name column was Booker’s full name.

"Judging from the environment, our protagonist seems to be a broke addict to gambling and drinking, who is in debt but still bets. This detective agency also seems to be on the verge of bankruptcy."

Just then, a heavy knocking sounded from outside the door.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sound was urgent and dull, like a debt collector knocking on the door.

Accompanied by a fierce shout.

"Bring us the girl, and your debts will be wiped clean!"

"You promised me, Booker!"

"Open the door, now!"

The same words had already appeared three times before.

Dai hesitated for a moment but eventually went forward and opened the door.

However, there was no debt collector outside the door.

It was another shocking scene!

Above in the sky, Zeppelins loaded with heavy arms mercilessly dumped missiles, bombarding wildly!

And the bustling metropolises of Earth had their modern skyscrapers battered and broken, as if all of humanity’s home was engulfed in a sea of fire.

The indiscriminate firing Zeppelin sent a missile straight at Booker’s face.

After a blast of light pollution, when Booker opened his eyes again.

He reappeared in the beautifully fantastical Sky City Columbia.

Standing up from the Sacrament Pool, Booker looked down at his large palms and realized he had somehow already been baptized by the priest, having walked from that long and profound underground tunnel to the surface.

"Does this mean, the scene in the detective agency was a dream? Are these Booker’s memories before he took on this assignment?" As Dai spoke, he looked toward the three statues standing ahead, resembling ancient Roman leaders of the Sky City.

One held a key, another a scroll, and the third a scepter.

Except, their poses holding these objects were a bit strange.

It was as if...

"It’s like each person is holding an AK..." Dai couldn’t help but say.

What followed seemed to finally allow for player control.

No more of the repeated jumping camera shots from the beginning.

Following the path from the Sacrament Pool, Dai was soon caught up in the lively atmosphere of the fantastical Sky Isles.

Everything here looked so wonderful.

Peaceful, leisurely, and orderly.

The sky rails above connecting the various isles were transporting cargo methodically.

Glancing to the side, one could see the surrounding smaller isles floating and swaying gently in mid-air like balloons.

And as the player approached on foot.

The clamps at the edges of two isles would slowly come together, forming a thoroughfare.

Flower gardens were set up on both sides of the road, blooming with a myriad of flowers, inviting butterflies with their fragrance.

At a glance, people in tidy clothes were seen in groups of two or three, walking or sitting on benches, chatting and laughing heartily.

Children played and ran along the shop-lined sidewalks, with a dazzling array of goods displayed inside.

Small vendors had also parked their carts along the road, their tempting food releasing enticing aromas.

The atmosphere was like paradise.

And Dai.

Dai was stealing things in paradise.

He discovered that many residential buildings in the game could be snuck into stealthily.

Even though there were people inside the houses, he could freely rummage through their belongings, even blatantly steal things right in front of them.

Blatantly going through their drawers, he pocketed any found silver coins and bullets.

Take, he could take everything!

This scene inevitably caused a flurry of comments in the chat.

"Ridiculous... literally stealing right in front of them haha!"

"So the question is, what’s the crime for stealing in heaven? /sly"

While raiding houses, Dai occasionally heard NPCs conversing inside.

The content, besides more realistic household chatter,

Included praises for Prophet Comstock.

They believed the prosperous life they were enjoying today was all brought by the great prophecies of the Prophet.