PixelPioneers: The Birth of a Gaming Empire

Chapter 55: Chapter : 55 : Feel



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[ This is the 1081st day after my blindness and the 1081st day of my freshman year. ]

[ I said goodbye to the past, came here, opened a small bar, and played the piano I still love. I broke all contact with her, hoping that time would erase me from her memory. This is the best ending I can think of. ]

At the end of the narration, a line of subtitles appeared on the screen again.

[ The picture you see now is the world in my eyes, don't be afraid, just get used to it in a while. ]

At the same time, besides the screen, there are procedure methods and clues in the game.

Is this the world in the eyes of the visually impaired? Looking at the blurred screen of the heritage, the figure can only see a roughly blurred scene, while the details are completely invisible.

But this situation is the most frightening. There are some things you can see that are roughly similar to blurry things, but there are some things that if you don't touch, you can't know if there is anything.

The soothing piano BGM in the headphones is still ringing, but I don't know why looking at the computer screen, it even made her eyes have some uncomfortable screens. Fyokla suddenly felt a very strange feeling.

Following the prompts of the system, the game was played step by step. It took a long time to finally find the blind cane, leave the door of the bar, and embark on the road to the beach.

The whole picture is dark, the way forward can only be hit on the ground with a blind stick, and follow the blind path, each tap can only light up a small area. But with the progress, Fyokla's mood is also getting heavier and heavier as the game progresses.

On the road, Fyokla foresaw that the cover of the sewage cover cut off the blind road from the middle, and also encountered a pole to cut off the road. Every time she hits the ground, she can only see the outline of the telegraph pole obscurely. She can only find a route with difficulty, bypassing four telegraph poles and returning to the path.

Sometimes she also encounters cars illegally parked on the road, blocking the entire road, and you can only hit the stick and slowly walk along. The bicycle parked on the road, winding around, or even suddenly disappearing in front.

Fyokla never knew that an unobstructed path was so important for a visually impaired person.

The subsequent plot continued, and after arriving at the bus station, accompanied by the arrival of the bus. The protagonist that Fyokla controls asks the driver if it is a bus bound for the beach. The first car answered no.

But when the second bus arrived, the protagonist controlled by Fyokla continued to ask. How many buses is this? It is quiet, and no one answers, including the bus driver.

When the third bus came, she finally boarded the bus to the beach.

But this is just the beginning. The character helplessly asks people at the intersection but no one answers, and panic about getting lost in the park. It wasn't until he finally got to the beach that he felt relieved.

Watched when a vague female figure appeared in front of the protagonist, and said, [ I haven't seen you for a long time ], the game screen slowly fell into darkness.

Fyokla's mood is not at all better, there is no hesitation to choose to pass the game review and report to the higher administration. She got up from her workstation, walked to the window, and looked at the street outside the office building, on the eighth floor, she could see the situation on the crosswalk.

Like the electric poles blocking the road in the game, she did not see it before. She saw cars and bicycles illegally parked on the roads.

Thinking of her previous experience in the game, her leaning next to the window is even worse. It seems that she often used to park the bicycle on the road before. And it's just a game, what would the world look like in the eyes of the truly visually impaired? Is it dark, or more blurred?

The subconscious made her close her eyes, the dark piece in front of her eyes, only listening to the simultaneous exchange sounds in her ears, she opened her eyes a little bit unbearable in just a minute or two. She bit her lip, returned to her workstation, opened a chat group, and sent a message.

"I've just reviewed and seen a great charity game. You can experience it."

After sending this sentence, she took a picture of the background game and put it in the group.

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"Don't mess with plates-! It's not for you-!"

Outside the living room, listening to the sounds in the kitchen and the dog that was driven out with an innocent face, John sitting at the dining table couldn't help but smile.

"Like stealing? Get kicked out." Looking at the dog walking in a circle next to him, John smiled and gently patted the head of the doggo.

The doggo was so excited when it thought John was going to feed it, sticking his tongue out and licking it, only to find that he thought too much.

"Oowwwww..." Looking straight at John, standing in the same place for two or three seconds, the doggo whined and turned its head unceremoniously to its bed.

The glass door of the kitchen was opened, and Luna, who carried a dish in her hand, was wearing an apron and came out excitedly with gloves.

"Quick, try it. How does the chicken I made taste?" Putting the plate on the table, Luna took off her apron and lowered the temperature of the air conditioner next to the living room.

Looking at the chicken in front of him, John smiled and handed the wet towel on the table to Luna. He said, "Hurry up and wipe your sweat."

Luna reached over and took the towel, and wiped it on her face casually: "Eat quickly, quickly, see if it tastes good-!"

Picked up the utensils and tapped gently on the bowl. A pair of expectant eyes stared at John and began to chant.

"Good, try it." John smiled and used the utensils to pick a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth.

It's slightly spicy, but it's also a little sweet, and the sugar is a little bit more, but the taste is quite good.

"How is it? Isn't it delicious!?" Luna took a bite herself, then looked at John with her eyes narrowed.

"Hey, we shouldn't make games anymore." John sighed silently, didn't wait for the stunned Luna to speak, and continued: "If I knew that you have this talent, we should have opened a restaurant, maybe now it's already full."

After talking, John caught another piece of meat, and at the same time showed a very regretful expression.

"Don't make trouble-! Speak up, how do you feel right now?" Luna patted John on the arm, but she smiled happily.

In addition to the chicken, there is also a bowl of soup.

After finishing the meal, seal the unfinished dishes with plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator. John went to the kitchen to wash the dishes and return to the living room sofa after ten minutes.


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