Xu Meng rapidly emptied a magazine.
Then came the price of recklessness—
Before he could even savor the feeling of reloading, he felt as if he'd been brutally beaten by a group of musclebound men!
In an instant, a dozen punches landed on him!
Chest, abdomen, sides, and thighs were all struck heavily.
"Ugh!!" Xu Meng groaned.
This barrage of punches directly stunned him.
A ton of curses instantly surged to his throat, almost spilling out.
Fortunately, the system determined that his health had been depleted, and as a "corpse," subsequent attacks provided no feedback.
Xu Meng took off the VR headset, and the red lights on the omnidirectional treadmill and haptic suit dimmed.
He rubbed his faintly aching chest, thinking, "The hit feedback setting is still too high," while also庆幸庆幸his foresight in lowering the hit feedback in vulnerable areas like his ribs and groin to the lowest setting.
Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable...
Looking down at the time, he had only been in the game for less than two minutes.
The haptic suit test was a waste of time.
Xu Meng pondered briefly.
Then he opened the control interface, secretly locked his health, lowered the hit feedback force, and charged back into the game!
In the game, his three teammates were fighting and retreating.
Xu Meng joined them, starting to test more of the haptic suit's controls and tactile feedback details.
Yin Zhiyuan also continuously reaped surprises during the battle.
...
Fifteen minutes later, the haptic suit test ended, and the four of them took off their VR headsets and stepped off the omnidirectional treadmills.
"This is the first test, and the supporting software is also relatively crude, with a lot of room for optimization and improvement."
Xu Meng shook his head, not very satisfied, especially with the hit force, which seemed a bit too high by default.
It really hurt to be hit.
But Yin Zhiyuan said, "It's already very impressive! Simulating reloading, being hit, and even the impact of explosions out of thin air. EMS pulses stimulating muscle contractions can actually achieve this level."
"Your algorithm… it's simply incredible!"
"However, is the current hit feedback at its limit?"
"Of course not." Xu Meng shook his head. "Players are just playing a game for entertainment; there's no need to get punched hard every time you get shot."
"The highest setting is probably half of the safety line."
After speaking, he added, "I'm considering adding a massage mode, where the intensity of the electrical pulse stimulation might be even higher than during the game."
"That's good, that's good." Yin Zhiyuan was even more satisfied.
Xu Meng also noticed that this guy didn't look strong, but he had taken several shots at the highest hit feedback setting, and he seemed completely unfazed.
Obviously, his physical fitness was also quite up to par.
Yin Zhiyuan then chatted with Xu Meng about the path to realization from data to reality, while looking at the war simulator that he hadn't paid much attention to before.
With a change in mindset, his thinking also opened up—
The VR headset, omnidirectional treadmill, and simulated gun set, looked at individually, didn't have enough realism and might even have negative effects due to ignoring pain.
But with the addition of the haptic suit, there were so many things this system could do!
It could very conveniently design special terrains for various dangerous simulated training.
Such as encountering drone swarms, large-scale counter-terrorism in city centers, nuclear war, and other extreme situations, could all be simulated with a high degree of realism.
Even the current military exercise system could undergo a major upgrade!
In current exercises, soldiers still对抗对抗 using blank rounds and laser engagement systems, which lack realism.
Especially when encountering "artillery fire" and being asked to randomly draw a list of casualties, the soldiers didn't know what happened and were asked to withdraw, which they found very frustrating.
But if this system were used to upgrade it, allowing soldiers to see the "artillery fire" they encountered with their own eyes, or to feel the impact of the explosion on their bodies, the feeling would be very different!
If the software and algorithms were strong enough, it could even determine the casualties based on the "artillery fire effect" instead of drawing lots.
This would be a revolutionary change.
Of course, what happens next is not something he can control.
All he can do is judge whether the technology is real and whether the level is high enough.
Judging the value of the technology and whether to cooperate or purchase it is up to Staff Officer Wu, and even Staff Officer Wu can't make the decision alone; he has to go back and hold a meeting to discuss it.
But Yin Zhiyuan was certain that there was no suspense about cooperation and purchase.
The only uncertainty was the depth of cooperation and the scale of purchase.
During the conversation between Xu Meng and Yin Zhiyuan, Staff Officer Wu also put on the haptic suit and experienced it himself.
Afterward, he firmly proposed—
That there would be a military procurement, but the specific amount of procurement could not be determined for the time being and would have to be decided after a meeting at the unit.
At the same time, he also reminded Xu Meng: pay attention to keeping the technology of this haptic suit confidential.
Soon, someone would come to talk to him about technical confidentiality and technical cooperation.
"Won't they prevent me from selling it?" Xu Meng asked worriedly.
"It would be best to keep it completely confidential, of course." Staff Officer Wu nodded. "But your core technology is the algorithm. If you can achieve technical confidentiality and have a strong desire, it's not impossible to discuss."
"You can discuss the specific details then."
"It's good to have something to discuss." Xu Meng breathed a sigh of relief. He had absolute confidence in confidentiality.
...
...
Wu Zhian and Yin Zhiyuan called Yan Chenghong to leave together.
Xu Meng finally stretched and, together with Zhang Yang, called their assistant Chen Mengling to grab a long-delayed lunch.
Zhang Yang wasn't in a hurry to test the VR suit's effects anymore.
His attention had been diverted to something even more important—
At the dinner table, Zhang Yang said with a touch of emotion, "So, you really did take care of my business this time."
These were words Xu Meng had mentioned at the dinner table during their previous get-together.
But at that time, Zhang Yang hadn't taken it too seriously.
After all, he instinctively felt that simulators wouldn't sell much, and he didn't plan on making money off his good buddy, so naturally, there was no talk of 'taking care of business.'
But now, things were very different.
Although it wasn't certain when the contract would be signed or how much the first batch of orders would be, that didn't matter.
A military supply order—an irreplaceable military supply order—for a company of Yuanyang Group's level, was no longer a question of whether they would make money, or how much.
—Neither Zhang Yang nor his father would think of making money off this deal.
The existence of this order itself was worth a fortune.
"Looks like I'm riding Young Master Xu's coattails now," Zhang Yang said with some emotion. "By the way, you don't have to worry about the cost of the VR suit anymore."
Zhang Yang's sudden mention of cost caught Xu Meng off guard. "Why?"
The cost of the VR suit should be very high.
"Because the cost has already come down," Zhang Yang said with a smile.
"Come down? When? How did it come down?" Xu Meng was even more puzzled.
"Just now."
"Can it be reduced by half?" Xu Meng asked again.
"More than that!"
"That's so exaggerated?"
"Just look at the expressions of that staff officer and the technical officer, and you'll know that the order volume won't be small, and the effect of mass production on reducing costs is just that exaggerated!" Zhang Yang said confidently.
Xu Meng nodded, thinking of those products whose international prices had been slashed to the ankles because of Xia Guo's technological breakthroughs.
But then he became a little worried, "If their orders are very large, will the upstream supply chain be under pressure? Can you guys handle it? Don't end up squeezing my product and getting me cursed by the players for hunger marketing."
Xu Meng's ridiculous question made Zhang Yang laugh out loud on the spot.
"Can we handle it? You don't understand how terrifying the industrial Cthulhu with the entire industrial chain is!"
"You know the Golden Cudgel, right?"
Xu Meng blinked, a little confused, "I know, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong? Haha, the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, weighs thirteen thousand five hundred pounds. According to Xia Guo's current steel production, one hundred and fifty million of them can be produced in a year!"
After bragging, the triumphant smile on Zhang Yang's face faded, and he said with a bit of a sigh:
"A disastrous oversupply… So you don't have to worry about the supply chain at all."
"Awesome!" Xu Meng decisively gave a thumbs up and said happily, "In that case, we can confidently set up the experience stores!"
"When the game is released, if all goes well, we can even organize a provincial tournament!"
"Select a team from each province to line up and fight, and compete for the top of Xia Guo!"
"? ? ?" A bunch of question marks immediately popped up on Zhang Yang's head.
"No, wait a minute!"
"What's wrong?" Xu Meng was in high spirits, already looking forward to a nationally watched provincial battle in the capital's Olympic Stadium!
People from all provinces cheer for their province's "expeditionary warriors," and the cheering drowns the entire social network.
But Zhang Yang obviously didn't think so, he was even a little panicked:
"What the hell is a provincial tournament?"
"You're not satisfied with seeing regional discrimination online, and you want to drag them to the battlefield to fight? Aren't you afraid of screwing up? ? ?"
"What's there to screw up?" Xu Meng didn't understand, "During the New Year, the mutual setting off of fireworks and surprise attacks on neighboring provinces at the provincial border lines happen every year, right? Isn't this the same thing?"
"How is this the same thing?" Zhang Yang was shocked.
He realized that his good buddy's brain had not only become smarter, but also stranger!
"Okay, the dishes are going to get cold if you don't eat them," the assistant interrupted in a timely manner, "The game doesn't even have a shadow yet, and the publication license hasn't even been applied for. What are you guys in such a hurry for?"
The assistant was indeed someone who stayed by Xu Meng's side every day, and one sentence shattered his beautiful fantasy.
The publication license for "War of Kings" would most likely be a complex tug-of-war.
"Alas, that's true," Xu Meng sighed, no longer thinking about things that were too far away, and began to eat seriously.
After finishing the meal, he played games with Zhang Yang for a while to let him experience the effect of the VR suit before turning around to work seriously.
Zhang Yang then greeted his father, saying that he would stay in Ningzhou for a few days, and then started working as Xu Meng's laborer.
Xu Meng had invited him to support "Neural Roaming" before, but he had refused at the time.
But now, after going around in a big circle, he still hadn't been able to escape.
—
Xu Meng thought that after Military Counselor Wu and the others went back this time, they would have to write a report, go through procedures, and hold a few more days of meetings before they could respond.
But to his surprise:
Early the next morning, he received a positive signal from the military from another angle—
The cooperation application for the "War of Kings" project, which had been sent to the Ningzhou Garrison District through official channels but had not been approved…
Had been approved!
The military advisor that the Veteran Service Center couldn't find no matter what had finally been settled!
Asking for monthly tickets!
