To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

Chapter 430: 258

Chapter 430: 258

Although it was already midnight, the lights in Gao Tianyun’s Kirin Research Lab were still shining brightly.

Many people had gathered outside the dust-free laboratory’s glass walls, unable to enter, they connected to the surveillance cameras to watch the situation inside.@@@@

The researchers on the outermost edge stood on their tiptoes, faces brimming with eagerness and anticipation, resembling fathers waiting outside the delivery room for the birth of their newborns.

Due to the sterile environment inside, even Gao Tianyun couldn’t enter and could only wait expectantly outside the door, watching the scene within.

“Boss Gao, what’s happened to you?”

The sudden voice startled Gao Tianyun, and he turned his head about to scold, but his expression immediately shifted to surprise.

“Mr. Fang, how did you get here so fast?”

Looking down at his phone, he asked in amazement, “Just two minutes, and you’re already here?”

“I happened to be nearby, so I came over,” said Fang Cheng.

Mysterious Mirror, standing beside Gao Tianyun, glanced at Fang Cheng and thought to himself that indeed, only a boss could traverse worlds with such nonchalance.

Gao Tianyun also assumed Fang Cheng liked to wander about at night like himself, so he didn’t ask further.

Pointing at the object inside the lab, Gao Tianyun said excitedly, “Mr. Fang, what do you think that is?”

Inside the sterile lab, a man in a light green suit lay on an operating table, his body covered with electrode patches that transmitted various data into the instruments beside him.

The man’s head had been shaved, his eyes were tightly closed, and a group of engineers in white coats surrounded him, anxiously watching the data.

Without being told, it was hard to imagine that this place was a game console development center rather than some twisted medical experiment.

To extract the Cultivator’s Primordial Spirit and send it into the illusion for training, this process was strikingly similar to Gao Tianyun’s new game console.

Extracting the player’s consciousness (Primordial Spirit) and sending it into the Game Space (Illusion) was essentially the same idea.

But the difference was, Immortals had Mana, a universal method, while mere mortals had only technology.

This was exactly why the success of Gao Tianyun’s experiment was so remarkable; it was an act of achieving a Cultivator’s feats with mortal means.

Fang Cheng nodded again, reflecting on the fact that Gao Tianyun was indeed a genius, not regretting the assistance he had provided him with before.

Still ecstatic, Gao Tianyun went on, “The previous devices could only mimic some tactile sensations, but they were totally incapable of simulating body sense, touch, smell, etc. This device, however, is different; it can hypnotize the user and connect them to the system. In this state, the realism can reach 30%. Although the current fidelity is still low, players in a hypnotic state hardly notice it, only realizing once they wake up. The next step we plan to take is to improve the hypnosis success rate, but there are many technical challenges to overcome in between.”

Gao Tianyun expressed the greatness of this device with enthusiasm, but Fang Cheng’s comment soon deflated his excitement.

“Boss Gao, what’s the success rate?”

“...3%.”

“3% of what?”

“The probability of being successfully hypnotized and then entering the game smoothly is 3%. From entering the gaming pod to completely entering the virtual space, one has to go through the states of light sleep, deep sleep, hypnosis, and lucid dreaming. Starting from lying down, reaching the state of lucid dreaming has a success rate of only 3%.”

“Really?”

“...I suppose so, seeing as we failed more than sixty times. Counting just now, it’s only been twice.”

Although Gao Tianyun felt embarrassed, Fang Cheng was already quite astonished.

The success rate could be gradually improved, but discovering the path and finding the way is exceptionally difficult, achievable only through a combination of genius and hard work.

If Gao Tianyun were a cultivator, he would certainly be a Refining Master.

Pleased, Fang Cheng nodded and continued, “Are there any other issues?”