Game Experience (1)

"Hey, brother, you're a newbie too, right?" In the waiting room, several people were sitting around bored. The white, fat man from earlier took the initiative to approach An Shunwang and strike up a conversation.

An Shunwang glanced at him and asked curiously, "You speak Chinese?"

"A little..." The fat man scratched his head and chuckled foolishly. "I wanted to play that Nine Yin Manual game before, so I applied for an account on your Central China server. But there wasn't a translated version, so I spent half a year learning Chinese..."

The Nine Yin Manual... It had even fooled people overseas?

No... The point was, he had actually learned Chinese in only half a year?

An Shunwang fell silent for a moment. Sure enough, learning depended on motivation. Back when he was studying at Tsinghua, one of his roommates had wanted to understand the plots of Red Sun Country's action movies. He had spent only four months raising his Japanese to the level of simultaneous interpretation—a level many students majoring in Japanese never reached!

He had thought that roommate was exceptionally gifted. But after seeing this fat man, he suddenly felt that the problem might not simply be a matter of talent. Perhaps... the teaching methods of the time had failed to bring out students' potential?

"You can speak English. I can understand it..." An Shunwang replied in fluent English.

"Oh, that's great! Hey, do you know how long this surgery will take? This game came from your Central China region, so you should have a walkthrough, right?"

An Shunwang paused, then shook his head. "I didn't come in through the Central China server's channels. I live in San Francisco now, and I don't really know what this surgery is about either."

"Oh... I see. Looks like we can