Starting the game, landing in Georgopol
[Start game]
Once the game finished downloading, a button to start it appeared.
Xiao Dingdang put the VR headset on, his heart already racing with excitement.
He had recently played Qisheng's shooting simulator. It had given him the thrill of firing a gun, but he had felt it was missing quite a bit.
It had also cost a lot, so he had begun looking forward to Starfield's PUBG, hoping only that Starfield could make a real shooting game.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Gunshots rang out as gold and black appeared against the black screen. Fragments came together to form a gaming headset, and for some reason, a sense of battlefield ceremony welled up in him.
Next came the Starfield Games logo, gradually emerging amid the intermingled black and gold.
At that moment, Xiao Dingdang couldn't help breathing faster. It was the sense of ceremony before going into battle, a feeling he had never experienced in any other game.
He felt passion, fervor, solemnity...
When the game finished loading, an image appeared before him... no, it wasn't a game image, but something like a game interface.
He called it something like an interface rather than saying so for certain because this was the first time he had seen one like it.
There was no central interaction to start the game. Instead, a character stood in the center, surrounded by dozens of interactive options.
At the very top were seven options: start game, pass, stats, inventory, hideout, workshop, and store.
That wasn't all. Elsewhere were notifications, friends, game settings, and more.
It was the first time he had seen such a complex, varied game interface.
A game, teams, several teams fighting on the same battlefield...
By now, he was so shocked his mouth hung open, leaving him speechless. Who on earth had thought up such an epoch-making way to play?
Why had no game company ever put so many people together to play before, while Starfield had actually thought of it?
He was certain this marked the beginning of an epoch-making way to play.
At that moment, Xiao Dingdang was deeply impressed by Starfield's gameplay design.
So... this was what a game really was?
While Xiao Dingdang was still in shock, countless comments had already streamed across his livestream.
After looking at the comments in the corner, Xiao Dingdang felt that everyone was having the same reaction.
[This is a game? There's actually so much on the game interface!?]
[I've already logged in. You can add friends in this game, then team up and match with them.]
[This is so shocking. It's actually a game. Looking at this interface, I honestly never would have thought it belonged to a game.]
[Anyone want to add each other? We can add each other as Starfield friends and play together.]
[Can you start already? I want to see how this game is played.]
Xiao Dingdang was just as excited as the players in the comments.
He took a quick look around, then decisively clicked start game.
His vision instantly went black. The next second, he found himself in a plaza, while the player count at the top of the screen kept rising.
23, 24, 25... 78...
Watching the count continue to climb, Xiao Dingdang felt the blood in his body flow a little faster.
So many people. Were they... going to fight together?
He didn't know, but he was sure this game would be exciting.
When the count reached a hundred, Xiao Dingdang appeared aboard a massive plane.
A hundred people sat aboard the plane at once. Xiao Dingdang looked around and saw three teammates with markers over their heads, and their voices reached his ears.
[Who Says There Is No Great Emperor Here], [Kun Fist of Dance at the Rooster's Crow], [Grandpa Niu Is Awesome]
"Whoa, guys, how do you play this game? It's my first time."
"Man, it's not just you. It's my first time too."
"Wait, God Zuo, is that you?"
At that moment, Grandpa Niu suddenly noticed the player named [Xiao Dingdang] on the team and spoke excitedly.
Hearing him, Xiao Dingdang smiled and said, "It's me, bro. It's everyone's first time playing, so we can just try it out first."
When they heard Xiao Dingdang's voice, his teammates all cried out over team chat.
"It really is God Zuo! You have to carry us!"
"Yeah, I thought someone else had taken God Zuo's name."
"Now we can just lie back. God Zuo, you've got to give it your all."
Zuo Zixuan smiled helplessly at his three teammates' words. It was his first time playing too, and honestly, he wasn't confident either.
Just then, Grandpa Niu suddenly noticed a button in his field of vision and said, "Huh?"
"What's this button?"
As he spoke, Grandpa Niu pressed the button. The next second, he vanished from the plane in front of the other three.
"Oh, crap!"
Grandpa Niu's desperate cry came from outside the plane.
The corners of the three players' mouths twitched. Xiao Dingdang also noticed the map and the drop button in his hands.
"That button should be for dropping. We can use the map to pick where to land, then go down onto the map."
Hearing that, Kun Fist said, "God Zuo, should we follow Grandpa Niu down?"
Zuo Zixuan nodded. "Sure. Since the four of us are a team, it's best if we stick together."
With that, the three pressed the drop button at the same time and flew out of the plane together.
In the air.
Grandpa Niu felt the wind rushing against him, and his breathing quickened until Xiao Dingdang's voice came over the game chat.
"Grandpa Niu, let's go to Georgopol together. Fly that way."
Following the instruction, Grandpa Niu brought up the game map in front of him and immediately changed direction, flying toward Georgopol.
Meanwhile, players continued to glide out of the plane and into the air.
Looking into the distance, Xiao Dingdang spotted several players who had already opened their parachutes.
So many people?
Dozens of parachutes could be seen gliding toward Georgopol from above.
Just then, notifications of players being knocked down began appearing one after another in the upper right corner of the screen.
Seeing this, Xiao Dingdang understood how the game worked: players fought other players, using guns to eliminate them.
Once he figured that out, he quickly said over team chat, "This is a versus game. We need guns to eliminate the other players."
"Guns!?"
"Where are we supposed to get guns?"
"There are some. I picked up a gun and a flat-bottomed pan in a house."
Grandpa Niu's voice rang out, followed by his cries.
"Have you guys landed yet? I think someone's over here."
"Crap, he's running toward me! I'm scared..."
Xiao Dingdang said helplessly, "Don't you have a gun? Shoot him."
As soon as he finished speaking, Grandpa Niu's desperate voice rang out.
"I... I don't have any ammo."
"Uh..."
Xiao Dingdang felt somewhat helpless. By now, he had opened his parachute and was gliding toward Grandpa Niu with the other two teammates.
As soon as he landed, Xiao Dingdang looked around. There were lots of footsteps, at least several sets.
His gaze locked onto a gun and some ammunition on a table, and he quickly ran toward it.
Glancing to the side, he saw two other people rushing toward the table as well.
One of them was his teammate, Dance at the Rooster's Crow.
Dance at the Rooster's Crow's excited voice came through the chat.
"God Zuo, hurry and get the gun. I'll hold him off."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dance at the Rooster's Crow shouted.
"Kid, behold your Brother Rooster's Kun Fist! Your life is mine!!!"
Shouting, Dance at the Rooster's Crow swung his fists at the person in white.
Seeing this, Xiao Dingdang quickly ran to the table and picked up the gun. It was a SCAR-L, with 60 rounds of 5.56 mm ammunition.
He fitted the magazine into the gun and looked toward Dance at the Rooster's Crow. The two were already trading punches.
Xiao Dingdang raised the rifle and sighted the person in white through the iron sights, then squeezed the trigger.
"Rat-tat-tat."
Bullets shot from the muzzle, and Xiao Dingdang felt the distinct recoil.
Fortunately, the first few shots were accurate and knocked the person straight to the ground.
Dance at the Rooster's Crow shouted excitedly in his ear, "Awesome, God Zuo!"
Xiao Dingdang smiled, then said, "Let's get inside first and regroup."
"Roger! ×3"