You said you were going to make games, how did you become the richest man without doing anything?

Chapter 354: Dilemma: Players lament the immersive feeling of FPS games (2-in-1 order required)

At the critical moment, Endo Kazuki suddenly shouted and rushed towards the group of zombies.

"Ms. Huimei, run!"

Huimei: “!!!!!!”

The zombies howled, their sharp claws tearing Endo's white coat and cutting his skin, but he did not retreat. He gritted his teeth and blocked the zombies with force.

"Hurry up, you and Mr. Kensuke take the USB drive and make the vaccine to atone for us."

Huimei looked at Endo in disbelief, finally pursed her lips, made up her mind and ran out.

She sadly told Kensuke what happened on the plane.

"Is that so? Endo-san also..."

Kensuke silently clenched his fists.

……

Afterwards, Kensuke took Huimei out of Akihabara.

As they were about to get on the bus, they met Misaki who had arrived alone.

Misaki cried and explained to Kensuke what happened.

The other members of the team sacrificed their lives to protect the two of them while climbing Tokyo Tower, and Shimazaki Kazuya also sacrificed his life to repair the satellite signal transmitter.

Kitahara Kensuke closed his eyes silently.

"I see..."

When these two exploration teams first entered the Tokyo city, there were more than 20 people.

And now, there are only three of them left alive.

The commentary lamented: "My, the price of this sacrifice is too high."

……

Afterwards, Kensuke drove a car he found on the street, and the three of them rushed to the University of Tokyo together.

When entering the gate of Tokyo University, Kensuke was shocked by the scene before him.

In front of the gate, the blood-stained ground was in chaos, with corpses scattered everywhere. Zombies and the bodies of human guards were intertwined, forming this deadly place.

The fallen zombies spread from the school gate to the entrance of the Tokyo University School of Medicine. The place was filled with zombies, forming a strange mountain of corpses. They were stacked densely together, and their bodies were covered with smoking bullet holes.

It can be seen that not long ago, this small team was also besieged by a tide of zombies, but they did not give up. Instead, they chose to force their way through, so they suffered heavy losses.

Kensuke held his gun on guard as the three men walked silently through the area along the main intersection, their steps heavy.

In the laboratory on the second floor of the medical school building, Kensuke finally saw a living person.

He was a man with very high combat power among the armed guards of the final line of defense.
He stood alone, holding his rifle, guarding the iron door of the laboratory like a door god.

When he saw Kensuke, he felt relieved and fell down staggeringly.

Kensuke hurried forward to support the other person.

The man's face was pale and he grinned:
"Officer Kitahara, you're finally here.

There are too many zombies in this university. I'm sorry, all my brothers have died, and I'm the only one left...

But don't worry, Researcher Ueda, Flight Attendant Ohno and those experimental terminals are behind this door and are well protected by us.

Did we live up to your expectations?"

Kensuke nodded: "No, you did very well."

The other party waved his hand and continued to smile:
"Officer Kitahara, actually, you said our organization is humanity's final line of defense.

But, I am not that great. The reason I am willing to help you develop the vaccine is because my wife and children are in Sapporo, Hokkaido.

I... I also have a very lovely daughter, and I don’t want them to live in a world of fear for the future.”

Kensuke: "You're seriously injured. Let's stop talking and bandage the wound."

The other person shook his head: "It's useless. Look carefully, these are bite wounds. They were just caused a while ago."

Kensuke checked the wound and his heart sank.

The edges of the man's eyes also began to turn red.

In other words, he was also infected not long ago, but he was relying on his mental strength to hold on until Kensuke arrived.

The man's breathing began to quicken, and he handed his Glock pistol to Kensuke.

"Officer Kitahara, I don't want to be one of these monsters. This is my last request. Please give me a quick death."

Kensuke was silent for a moment and shook his head:
"No, I can't do that. I'm a police officer."

The man continued to plead:
"Officer Kitahara, this is precisely the duty of the police. This is not only my request as a Japanese citizen to the public servants,
This is also my request as a father. I don’t want my precious daughter to feel that her father has become a monster.

Officer Kitahara, you have a daughter too, so you should be able to understand, right? "

The other party shoved the gun back into Kensuke's hand.

Game Tips: [You are free to decide whether to shoot]

In the live broadcast room, G-chan's hand holding the game controller was trembling slightly.

She said: "Although I know this is a game, I have never played a game with such a real sense of immersion, so it is really hard for me to start..."

Opposite her, the man's skin began to change gradually, and his eyes began to turn redder and redder.

"Officer Kitahara, I know what you're thinking. You're waiting for me to completely transform into a zombie before shooting me.
It's very cunning of you to do this, and it's not fair to me.

I want to die proudly as a warrior, rather than being turned into a zombie and destroyed by you.

Although there was only a few minutes difference, it meant something completely different to me.
please! "

The man looked directly into Kensuke's eyes.

G-chan struggled for a moment, then silently raised the handle.

boom!
With a gunshot, Kensuke's bullet pierced the opponent's chest.

The man fell back heavily. With his last breath, he laughed and said:
"Thank you, thank you..."

Kensuke threw his pistol to the ground after watching the other person fall. Not far behind him, Emi and Misaki were supporting each other with sad looks on their faces.

In the live broadcast room, G-chan's hand holding the controller trembled slightly. After a while, she sighed:
"The zombie-themed FPS games I've played before were all mindless and fun, but I've never found it so hard to start.

But I am not disparaging this game, on the contrary, what apocalyptic games need is a sense of immersion!

I can only say that the Taoyuan Township production team has redefined what a post-apocalyptic FPS should be!"

The barrage also sighed:
"Indeed, this is the ninth art. Taoyuan Township has put in so much effort!"

"This apocalypse is very cold, but the members of the End Defense Line are very warm."

"I just got to this point, but I didn't make up my mind to shoot. Instead, I hid away. Now it seems that the host's choice might be better..."

"That's unnecessary, brother. Since Taoyuan Township gives you the opportunity to choose, it means that any choice is reasonable. This is the ingenuity of the game designers."

After calming down, Kensuke pushed open the door of the laboratory.

It is filled with densely packed test tubes and various scientific instruments.
Behind an instrument, Kensuke found Ueda and crew chief Ohno.

The two seemed to be whispering to each other, discussing something quietly.

Seeing Kensuke arriving, flight attendant Ohno stood up in a panic.

"What are you talking about?" Kensuke asked curiously.

"Nothing..." The flight attendant avoided the question.

The sacrifice of his teammates made Kensuke no longer in the mood to pay attention to these details. He handed the eight USB flash drives to Ueda and said coldly:

"Mr. Ueda, we've connected the satellite signal and got the USB drive. It's your turn."

Ueda nodded, and with his only remaining right hand, he inserted the USB drives into the computer terminal one by one and started typing on the keyboard.

Kensuke just held the gun and watched him busy, alert to any suspicious behavior from the other party.

After an unknown amount of time, Ueda breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

"The DNA profiling is complete, and the supercomputer has reverse-engineered the genetic code and transmitted the results back to this terminal.

Considering that the Self-Defense Forces bombers are about to arrive, I suggest we leave quickly."

Kensuke raised an eyebrow. "You don't need to finish it here?" Ueda shook his head. "The calculations are already done. I just need to take this terminal, the microcentrifuge, and the culture instrument. The rest of the work can be completed on the train to Hokkaido."

After all, Qianjie was not a professional scientific researcher, so he had to believe the other party's words.

Everyone loaded the instrument terminal into the car and drove back to Tokyo Station.

When they arrived at the platform, they saw that the Shinkansen train they were on had been completely destroyed by another train coming from the opposite direction.

The locomotive's cab had been completely deformed and was surrounded by zombies, many of whom had already crawled in through the broken windows.

Everyone's heart sank suddenly!
……

At this time, the barrage also worriedly said:
"Me? Could it be that the conductor is dead? We've finally come this far, so we can't fail at the last moment, right?"

Just when everyone in and outside the game was on the verge of despair,
suddenly!

On the rails not far away, the whistle of an old diesel train was heard!
A dilapidated locomotive drove out of the warehouse.

The train conductor, Fukuyama, waved to Kensuke and the others from the front of the train:

"Come up quickly!"

Everyone was suddenly overjoyed and ran towards the locomotive at full speed.

The sound of the train whistle and internal combustion engine also attracted the attention of the surrounding zombies.

Soon, all the zombies in Tokyo Station gathered towards this locomotive!
"hurry up!"

Kensuke put the experimental terminal on his back and helped Huimei catch up with the locomotive. The two of them successfully climbed onto the locomotive through the stairs, then reached out and pulled Misaki up as well.

Yusaku Ueda also swung his remaining arm and ran as hard as he could.
Behind him, the zombies are getting closer and closer!

Ueda looked at the crew chief Ohno who was running not far ahead, rolled his eyes, and said quickly:

"Mr. Ohno, please save me! Don't forget the shares of Arasaka Corporation I promised you!"

It turned out that before in the laboratory of the University of Tokyo, Yusaku Ueda asked Ohno to escort him all the way to Hokkaido.

As long as they arrive safely in Hokkaido, Ueda will transfer half of his shares in the Arasaka Group to Ohno.

Ohno had been a hard-working flight attendant all his life, earning a low salary, so he was naturally tempted when he heard the conditions.

But he knew Ueda's character and didn't dare to believe it easily, so at that time, Ueda directly found a piece of paper and signed a written donation agreement, which made Ohno completely relieved.

But the condition for the agreement to take effect is that Ueda must arrive in Hokkaido alive.
So, Ohno had no choice but to grit his teeth and turn back to support Ueda.

"Mr. Ueda, put your hands on my shoulders, hurry up!"

Ueda sneered: "That's right, my Mr. Director Ohno."

The next moment, he grabbed Ohno's shoulder, hooked his foot, and tripped him completely.

The moment Ohno fell to the ground, he was completely overwhelmed by zombies!

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah!"

Hearing Ohno's screams behind him, Ueda didn't even turn his head. He used Ohno to attract the attention of a large number of zombies, gained some time to catch his breath, and successfully climbed onto the locomotive.

……

At this time, in the locomotive's cab, the train conductor, Fukuyama, breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to Kensuke:
"Officer Kitahara, you have no idea how close we were to that incident. That oncoming Shinkansen was moving so fast!

Fortunately, I was smart and found this locomotive in advance..."

As he was talking, he noticed that only Kensuke and a few others had returned, and he was stunned:
"What about the others?"

Kensuke settled Emi in her seat and shook his head.
"Everyone else...stayed in Tokyo City forever."

Train conductor Fushan understood what was going on. After a moment, he nodded and said:

"Although the cost is a bit high, as long as the vaccine can be developed, the spirits of those young men will not be in vain."

Everyone sat in silence for a while, and suddenly Fukuyama muttered:

“Eh…what’s going on?

Why is the train's speedometer getting slower and slower? I've clearly filled up the tank with fuel!"

Suspicious Fukuyama opened the door and walked to the rear of the locomotive, where he was stunned.

It turned out that Yusaku Ueda was lying on the edge of the rear of the car.
Behind him, a large number of zombies were running and chasing the car.

Several zombies rushed forward and grabbed the hook at the rear of the car, while their legs were grabbed by other zombies with their hands.

So, the zombies piled up like a human pyramid, more and more!

The engine was carrying heavier and heavier loads, and the friction between the wheels and the rails kept producing fiery sparks!
If this continues, the train will soon be dragged down by the zombies and come to a complete stop.

Fushan sighed, walked to the rear of the car, and used his hands to undo the hooks.

These hooks have been in disrepair for a long time and are already rusty.
In addition, zombies kept grabbing the other end of the hook and climbing forward.
Fushan took a lot of effort to completely remove the bolts of the hook lock.

He was exhausted and just breathed a sigh of relief.

suddenly!

The zombie on the hook pounced on Fushan the moment the hook was removed, grabbed him and dragged him off the train.

"Uh ah ah ah ah!"

Fushan's scream quickly faded away and disappeared at the end of the road.

Ueda, who was originally lying at the back of the car gasping for breath, was shocked. He didn't expect the zombie to fly from such a long distance, so he struggled to stand up.

However, he only had one arm left, making it difficult for him to move. Before he could fully stand up, a flying zombie bit his leg.

"Ahhh!"

Yusaku Ueda cried out in pain and used all his strength to kick the zombie's head with his other foot.
It took several kicks before he finally got the other person out of the car.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Looking at the wound on his calf, Ueda cursed while untying his tie and tying it above the wound to stop the bleeding.

Then, he calmed down for a moment, put his pants down to cover the wound, and walked towards the front of the car.

At this time, Kensuke just came out of the cab and saw Ueda walking towards him.

Kensuke: "Hmm? Where are the train conductor Fukuyama and the train attendant Ohno?"

Ueda could only say, "Mr. Ohno was unable to get on the bus. Fukuyama was dragged off by zombies when he tried to untie the chain at the rear of the bus."

"That's it..."

Kensuke nodded sadly.

Ueda: "Officer Kitahara, I have a request. I would like to continue researching vaccine data using that computer terminal in the cab."

Although he didn't know why Ueda was suddenly so active, it was a good thing after all, so Kensuke nodded.

But he was not stupid enough to trust the other party completely. He called Huimei and Misaki out of the cab and asked them to wait in the passage outside.

He stood beside Ueda with a pistol in his hand, watching him work.

After Ueda got the terminal, he began to anxiously type on the computer, trying to find a way to temporarily block the infection through the genetic map.

He muttered to himself: Prepare serum? Use a centrifuge to extract antigens? Damn it… What should I do? Damn it!

The fear of death made Ueda's hands tremble slightly as he typed on the computer.

The rhythm of his hammering on the device became more and more ferocious, and finally he almost smashed the device in anger.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Kensuke, who was standing by, grabbed Ueda's arm.

It was at this moment that he realized that something was wrong with Ueda. Red bloodshot appeared at the corners of his eyes and was spreading rapidly.

"Are you infected?"

Kensuke frowned and looked down, and saw that the other person's trouser legs had been stained red with blood.

"I'm not infected, I'm not infected, let me go, I, I want to save myself!"

Yusaku Ueda made a hysterical sound, and the look he gave Kensuke became more and more ferocious.

Kensuke clicked his tongue and tried to raise his pistol to intimidate the other party, but was surprised to find that there were no bullets left in the pistol!

(End of this chapter)