Almighty Game Designer

Chapter 1035: Travel Through Experience

Just as Zhang Zhibin was about to get into the car, he heard a young woman's voice behind him: "Excuse me, Mr. Stark, I'm Christina, a reporter from Vanity Fair, can I ask you two questions?"

The driver whispered in Zhang Zhibin's ear: "She is very beautiful."

Zhang Zhibin felt a little inexplicable. What does being beautiful have to do with me? I hate these paparazzi the most.

So he sat directly in the car and the car drove away.

In the car, the driver hesitated.

Zhang Zhibin asked, "What's wrong?"

The driver said, "It's nothing, Mr. Stark. I thought you'd invite her to spend the spring night with her."

Zhang Zhibin: "???"

Do I still have this option? ?

Zhang Zhibin said somewhat incredulously: "Is this okay?"

The driver was a little puzzled: "Why not? You are Tony Stark."

Zhang Zhibin had a burst of MMP in his heart.

Why don't you give me any hints? You told me earlier that this girl can be brought back!

Big loss...

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that there has been such a prompt.

When the driver told him "she is very beautiful" before, the idea of ​​"going back to chat with the female reporter" appeared in Zhang Zhibin's mind, but Zhang Zhibin directly ignored it.

I really missed a hundred million, oh no, it's several hundred million...

...

"Good morning, it's 7 o'clock. Malibu temperature is 22 degrees, cloudy, wave height..."

The voice of the artificial intelligence Jarvis sounded, Zhang Zhibin sat up from the bed, just in time to see that the shading layer of the floor-to-ceiling windows disappeared, the sun shone into the bedroom, and the blue sea was unobstructed.

In fact, he just lay down for less than a minute. Obviously, this is the time that the game automatically omitted to sleep.

Zhang Zhibin is still resentful, if he brought that girl back last night...

Of course, he knew very well in his heart that even if he brought the girl back, he would at most experience cuddling and hugging, kiss him, and the time would be cut to the next day.

However, hugging and cuddling is always better than keeping an empty bed alone...

Tony Stark's mansion, Zhang Zhibin had already experienced it last night. With direct ocean views, everything in the house is smart, and it's big and spacious enough to almost run a horse.

But the first thing he did when he woke up was to put on his coat and go to his studio to modify his luxury car.

While he was modifying the luxury car, Pepper pushed the door in and reported something to him.

The first thing is that the plane will take off in fifteen minutes and head to the Beacon Nation military base on the other side of the world to show off the latest Jericho missiles.

The second thing is that there are new bidders for Pollock's paintings.

Pepper looked at Tony Stark: "So do you want that painting or not?"

Zhang Zhibin thought for a while: "Any suggestions?"

Xiao Chili sorted out her blond hair: "The suggestion is... I think the painting is not bad, but the price is too outrageous."

Zhang Zhibin thought for a second: "Forget it."

"ok..." Little Pepper recorded the decision, but Zhang Zhibin deduced from her tone, as if she was surprised by the decision.

Zhang Zhibin spread his hands: "What's wrong?"

Little Pepper shook his head: "It's nothing, I just felt a little surprised. I thought you would definitely say: 'I need it, buy it for collection'."

Zhang Zhibin: "Am I such a prodigal person?"

Xiao Chili had an expression of "Why are you kidding me", but out of respect for her boss and fear of losing her job, she swallowed her complaints.

"And the speech from MIT..."

Zhang Zhibin stood up: "OK, you can help me arrange any other things. As long as I have time, I will definitely attend."

Xiao Chili stayed silent for three seconds: "emmm, although I am surprised, I feel like you have changed, but I am very happy to be able to spend less snacks on my birthday."

Zhang Zhibin looked back: "Your birthday? Today?"

Little Pepper smiled playfully: "Yes,

How strange, it was the same day as last year. "

The scene was a little embarrassing for a while, Zhang Zhibin was silent for five seconds, and Little Pepper didn't speak.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know today was your birthday." Zhang Zhibin apologized very sincerely.

Pepper smiled: "It's okay, Mr. Stark, we all know you can't even remember your social security number. Besides, I've already given you a birthday present for you."

Zhang Zhibin: "Oh...is that so?"

Pepper nodded: "Yes, the gift is good, very tasteful, thank you, Mr. Stark. We should go."

"OK." Zhang Zhibin put on a formal suit and prepared to go to the airport.

...

On the way to the airport, Zhang Zhibin enjoyed the thrill of racing again.

But what made him more concerned was the communication he had with NPCs in the previous game flow.

It's like communicating with a real human being.

They will respond accordingly based on what Zhang Zhibin said, and everyone's reaction is different.

For example, those girls in the casino obviously turned into low-IQ creatures when they faced Tony Stark, and they almost climbed onto their bodies and stuck them upside down.

His driver was diligent and respectful. Even if Zhang Zhibin deliberately slowed down when driving, the driver would follow behind his car and would never overtake.

As for Pepper, her relationship with Stark is obviously closer, and she often complains about her boss from time to time.

Zhang Zhibin could feel that if he said something wrong, others might not care, but Pepper would definitely be angry.

"Each NPC has its own personality? And it can react according to what the player says? No wonder Chen Mo dared to call this game a 'traversal game'. The feeling of traversal is really too strong."

Zhang Zhibin now probably understands why it is called a time-travel game. Obviously, he is not "playing" Tony Stark now, but is really becoming Tony.

That said, he doesn't have to act like Tony Stark and doesn't have a set script.

In this world, Zhang Zhibin can do whatever he wants, and he is Tony Stark.

As a result, when Zhang Zhibin was distracted, he did not see the sharp bend in front of him and flew directly into the sea.

Zhang Zhibin: "...MMP!"

The field of vision went dark, and after ten seconds, the most recent storage point was automatically loaded and restarted.

Zhang Zhibin was speechless for a while: "It seems that even if you have a high degree of freedom, you can't kill yourself..."

Pull your luxury car into your own airport and get ready to board your private jet.

Colonel James on the plane looked surprised: "Tony, I didn't expect you to actually arrive on time."

Zhang Zhibin said as he walked into the plane, "I'm always on time."

Colonel James: "That's weird."

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