Journey To The West: Cultural Invasion Beginning With Comics

Chapter 208 The real-time strategy game war3 (seeking a monthly pass for flower evaluation)

"I'm not going! I'm definitely not going!"

Nezha clung to the doorpost in front of the Jieyou Bookstore, as if grabbing the last straw.

Behind him, Taibai Jinxing and Barefoot Daxian dragged one of his legs backwards, trying to free him from the 'seal' of the goalpost.

However, Nezha's strength was much stronger than expected, holding the stone pillar desperately, not moving a bit, and his two little feet kept kicking. At this time, Taibai Jinxing and Barefoot Daxian had already appeared on the faces of many footprints.

"Nezha, don't fool around, come back with us!

Taibai Jinxing was kicked to pieces by Nezha, and he shouted helplessly.

"If you don't go back, you won't go back if you kill me! Heavenly Court is too boring, there is no food and drink in Tianxianglou, the movie theater is so expensive, and there are no fans who come to me for autographs, I won't go back, it's still fun on earth! 33 Nezha shouted, not at all. Unmoved.

"Hey, third prince, we really have to go, Wei Zheng has already gone to the sky to complain, if we don't go back before him and be blamed by the Jade Emperor, will you be blamed?" The Barefoot Daxian said solemnly.

"Just blame it. Anyway, I want to stay in the world, what do I love!" Nezha put on a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"If you don't go back and return to your life, you will be regarded as a Heavenly Court traitor!" Taibai Jinxing said with a wry smile.

"Rebel the immortal! You see, Sister Chang'é has become a traitor, isn't she living a good life every day?" Nezha quibble.

"Are you stupid?""

Taibai Jinxing glared at him with hatred of iron and steel: "Chang'é has Goddess Nuwa shelter, do you have it?"

This sentence finally made Nezha shake, and he quickly calculated in his mind, where is the ancient god like Nuwa who can make Jade Emperor jealous, he wants to take refuge.

However, after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't think of such existence.

Just as Nezha was in a trance, the two immortals behind him took advantage of him and pulled him down from the stone pillar.

This time Taibai Jinxing didn't intend to talk nonsense with him, he just swung the whisk, tied Nezha completely, and flew into the sky.

Seeing Nezha struggling in the dust, the Barefoot Daxian turned his head a little unbearably.

At this time, his cell phone rang, and when he opened it, he saw that it was a message from Guanyin.

South Sea Cihang: Daoist Friend, please help poor daoist to see, is Master Dīpankara still there? If you are, ask him when he will return to Mt. Lingshan, thank you.

The Barefoot Daxian was taken aback for a moment.

When I looked up, I just saw Dīpankara Buddha walking out of the door on the other side, with big bags and small bags full of luggage, as if he was traveling far away.

"Master Dīpankara, won't you go back to Mt. Lingshan?"

Barefoot Daxian hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

At this time, the direction Dīpankara Buddha Ancestor was walking did not seem to be in the direction of the west sky.

Dīpankara shook his head and said indifferently: "Amitabha, Mt. Lingshan is now peacefully together. The poor monk is going to go to Hell first. I haven't seen Kṣitigarbha for a long time, so I will go and catch up with him."

After saying that, Dīpankara turned into blue smoke and left the world.

Seeing Dīpankara's disappearing figure, Daxian Barefoot informed Guanyin of the news on his mobile phone.

Barefoot Daxian: Master Dīpankara went to Hell to chat with Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva!

South Sea Cihang:???

South Sea Cihang: Quick, Daoist Friend stop him!

Barefoot Fairy: Uh... already gone...

The other side fell silent.

Barefoot Daxian didn't care either, put away the phone, and prepared to leave.

But before he set off on the road, he looked back at the Jieyou Bookstore, which was a little strange.

Today's worry-relief bookstore is quiet, a few of them are going to leave, and the shopkeeper didn't say to send it?

What Barefoot Daxian didn't know was that Mu You didn't have time to send them specially now.

At this time, he was testing the new game with Ao Jingjing and Little Loli on the second floor of the bookstore.

"Okay, let's try it.""

After Mu You debugged the two computers on the table separately, he gave up his position.

Ao Jingjing and Li Mingda, who had been waiting for a while, immediately sat down in front of the computer.

"Night Sentinel Campaign?"

Ao Jingjing silently recited the subtitles in the game.

・・・・For flowers・・・

At this time, on the cover of the full-screen page, there was an elf holding a bow and arrow, with purple skin, pointed ears, a slender body, and a barrel of arrows on his back.

"This is the night elf you mentioned earlier?" Ao Jingjing looked back at Mu You.

Mu You nodded: "Yes, the remaining three races are Human Race, Orc and Undead... Well, there is actually a Naga Race, but in order not to affect the balance, I decided to delete it. ""

What appeared in front of the three of them at this time was the enduring real-time strategy game "Warcraft 3 The Frozen Throne", or war3 for short.

This strategy game produced by Blizzard, due to its age, may have been unable to keep up with the current 3A masterpieces in terms of picture quality.

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But for many old players born in the 80s and 90s, war3 is an immortal legend of their era, a classic masterpiece that enlightened a generation of e-sports concepts.

In fact, the earliest rts construction strategy game should be Red Alert, and the most influential one is StarCraft.

It's just that most of the units in Red Alert and Interstellar are high-tech products and modern weapons, which are not suitable for release in this Xianxia world, so in the end Mu You chose the more classic war3.

"what should I do?"

The little loli next to her looked at a bunch of archers on the computer, her fingers clicked on the mouse, but she couldn't even move.

"You have to press the left button to frame them first, and then right-click to control their movement!" Mu You reminded her and glanced at Ao Jingjing next to her.

At this time, Ao Jingjing had already exploded the boat in the first stage of the battle, and was heading for the second stage.

"Left key... Right key, no, left key... Oops, why is it so troublesome?"

Seeing the little girl hurriedly pulling a bunch of troops around in circles, the corner of Mu You's mouth trembled slightly.

It seems that it is really difficult for her to play real-time rts games with a handicapped hand who can't play a turn-based game well.