"The headset had to be connected to a dedicated console through a data cable. Wireless connections couldn't meet the data transmission requirements—not even 5G. The headset was merely a brainwave receiver and feedback device. The brainwave data had to be processed by the console, and the computational load was immense. A single console cost more than 25,000 RMB to produce, while the headset cost 15,000."
"The game supported online connectivity, but the computational load was huge. I calculated that one supercomputing server could probably support only two million people online at the same time. The investment would be enormous, so large-scale promotion probably wouldn't be easy for now."
"That game just now was only a trial version. If I remembered correctly, the Ministry of Culture didn't allow the use of real maps, right? They didn't even allow the real world to be used. We'd need to make a new game. I wanted the map to be infinitely vast. It could be a shooting game, and I thought aliens would make good opponents. We could develop multilayered battlefields. So if we wanted to release the full version, it would probably take another year or so."
Even with current technology, Little Ma and Liu Changzhi had already been utterly stunned. Their eyes were filled with amazement. They believed that if players experienced a game like this, they would absolutely fall in love with it. As for the price, it would definitely be very expensive under the current circumstances, but there were plenty of people in this world willing to spend money.
Little Ma did a quick calculation in his head. The investment truly was enormous. Even if each machine generated 10,000 in operating revenue every year, that would only amount to 20 billion.
Selling the machines would also be a source of