Is it silly to play turn-based games with a sense of truth? One answer looks at countless old players who cry

Today Xiaobian found a more interesting question: Is it a very "silly" behavior to play turn-based online games with real feelings?

Perhaps in the eyes of most gamers, FPS, MOBA and other real-time games will be more popular, compared to turn-based games do not require superb operability, nor the pleasure of timely feedback, but still have a large number of loyal player groups, so how do you think about this behavior?

The question has attracted many players to actively respond, have posted their own turn-based game experience, Xiaobian for everyone to carry a high praise answer, let's take a look at it.

Oh, play a turn-based game, there are people who take it seriously, and also invest in feelings, what about it? Isn't that silly what?

But, I'm that idiot.

A few days ago, in the dream, I suddenly saw the system reminding the Tang Dynasty of danger, I smiled lightly, this routine also deceived our old players; when I saw a million demon soldiers entering the city gate, I was not moved, and I was still silently playing a key tonic; until the whole game world fell into the sea of fire, Master Cheng bit Jin and roared, turning into a golden light of the city. Only then did I find out that my sect had really become a ruin.

I just remembered that I played this game, initially, not for PK, not to make money, not to compare and show off, but in this strange world, play the role of a defensive soldier, hold your sword, and defend the frontier of the Tang Dynasty. Just like people who have been on the set off for too long, they often forget their original goals.

Where did it all start? I still remember the pit where a few good buddies dragged me into.

The first time I opened the login screen, I watched the four masters and apprentices go from the blue-green morning to the twilight dusk, and then to the night full of stars, and the game sounded like the BGM of Longevity Village. Later, this picture, this music accompanied me for too many days and nights, as if engraved in my DNA, I can't forget it to this day.

I pressed into the game, came to the casting, and identified the swordsman at first sight. I seem to have seen the young chivalrous man who was born in a commoner's family and learned a good martial art since childhood, walking in the rivers and lakes with a long sword, hoeing the strong and helping the weak in that prosperous Tang Dynasty, and performing heroic deeds. It was as if I was holding not the mouse in my hand at the moment, but the hilt of the sword! A cavity of blood is already boiling.

Buddy took a look, hurriedly dissuaded, "Stop and stop, you want to play Datang, don't, there are many thieves playing, it is difficult to form a team!" I said, "I don't care, he's handsome!" ”

So, I resolutely started the game, outside of Jianye City, I defeated the great turtle, caught the first sea caterpillar with the must kill skill, and I also successfully upgraded. I asked my buddies, "How do I add something?" "Three forces in one!" "Why?" "That's how my Dragon Palace added it!"

In the evening, the buddies are going to go offline and specifically told me to upgrade to level 9, save more experience so save point cards, someone here saved the experience that can be upgraded to level 89. I pinch my finger, a battle full of 550 experience, how many millions of experience to save here? I struggled alone in the shipwreck with a heart full of shock until the thug of my sea caterpillar hit the recoil of the sea turtle and came off the line in shame.

Even though we have fought tens of thousands of battles here, the most frequently chanted is the memory of having just stepped into this world, because the initial happiness is the purest.

Later, I finally stepped into Chang'an, I threw myself into the Tang Dynasty, my master was Cheng Yaojin, he asked me to find him all kinds of things, sent a lot of letters, at that time I thought how this Chang'an City is so big, how this person is so difficult to find, until the brothers sent me such a good thing as a synthetic flag.

In this Chang'an City, I first reached the level 20 world channel and said hello to the players of the whole server; the first time I joined the gang and begged for someone to bring the plot; the first time I met someone I liked, I gathered 99 roses and wanted to be with her; the first time I helped my buddies kill the ring but was destroyed by the group; the first time the runner found that the silver on his body was running less and less. At that time, the sky was blue, time was slow, dreams were dreams, and I was the new person who didn't understand.

In this Chang'an City, I also experienced the separation for the first time, for various reasons, the buddies slowly stopped on the line, our level stopped at 69, we had made an appointment to squat in this level to fight the tournament, together to impact the highest honor.

Later, I re-established the role, still Datang, still three forces and one resistance, and I also rose to a very high level. Now I am familiar with every setting of the game. I remember how to pass the 18 sects in the shortest time, remember the correct answers to the three thousand questions of the imperial examination, and remember the value of each skill on the summoning beast. I also met many new friends, competed and fought together, but I could no longer find where the few iron men who had lost their way around in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda had gone.

Some people say that the biggest lie in this world is that we have made an appointment to fight together until we are closed, and you secretly leave and never go online. However, every time I stepped into Chang'an City, I knew that every corner of it, we all walked through together. The names in the character slot are gray, but the memories are always colored.

And now, the Chang'an City, which we have written full of stories, has fallen! Coinciding with the Grand Lantern Festival of the Harvest Year, Chang'an City was tragically attacked by the Qingqiu Fox Clan. We didn't cherish our homeland when we had it, we laughed here and we scattered here. Until now that we have lost our homeland, we have found that the worries and sustenance that we are accustomed to at that time, the daily routines that we are accustomed to, are continuous miracles. Perhaps, it is time to give yourself another chance to let the defending soldier of the year boil for his beloved game again.

Perhaps, we are now fighting monsters in a world called reality, and if we can add some, we would hate to be three bloody and two-tempered. But do we forget that we once spent all night in order to catch ghosts; forgot that we had practiced hand speed for many years in order to kill stars; forgot that we had memorized the prices of dozens of commodities for the sake of running business; forgot that we had always been the teenager before, and had never changed.

No, we haven't forgotten, we're just burying these in our hearts. Looking at this war-burning Chang'an City, I know that those who have lost must always be recovered, I know that the deeply buried dream in my heart must always be realized, and I know even more that the once shining and sparkling self has never left, and the blood is still there!

I looked at the 69-level Datang that had not been on the board for a long time, took out my mobile phone, opened the chat software, stared at the screen and pondered for a long time, the words in the dialog box were deleted over and over again, the fool could not be myself, and finally I typed a line: "Go to the number, go and defend our Chang'an!" ”

In fact, we do not play turn-based games with a sense of truth, but it constitutes the most authentic part of our lives and emotions.