How Textbooks Teach You to Be Cheeky

He found himself standing on green ground, with bushes on either side. Ahead were an Enemy Defense Tower and a Laning Hero. Everything here was rendered in 3D—whether it was the surrounding scenery or the enemy and allied minions in capes, all of them had a solid, three-dimensional form. It felt like watching a 3D blockbuster.

Especially when he turned around and saw the Defense Tower behind him, along with a pair of allied minions slowly approaching, it was something no shooting game Li Donglai had played at a VR Arcade could compare to.

The controls were harder and more interesting than those of a shooting game.

And compared with playing games at a VR Arcade, this Gaming Eye Mask was more affordable and convenient. No one would take a half-hour bus ride to the CBD District just to play VR games.

"High-tech stuff. Qin Ge is fucking amazing. It's more fun and more realistic than the VR Arcade."

Although the graphics still had major flaws, the experience of feeling as though one had entered the game world was an irresistible temptation for any gaming enthusiast.

As time passed, Li Donglai discovered another advantage: his eyes did not hurt, and his head did not spin.

Motion sickness had always been a longstanding problem with VR games. At best, it lowered the gaming experience; many people even gave up VR games entirely after experiencing that dizzy, nauseating feeling.

It doesn't even make me dizzy. They finally fixed that little problem, Li Donglai thought.

He did not understand that this seemingly minor improvement was a qualitative leap in the field of virtual reality, enough to cause a sensation throughout the industry.

The match ended. He had lost, but Li Donglai was exhilarated, his eyes shining. He knew winter vacation would not be