Chapter 1035: Immersive Experience
Zhang Zhibin was just about to get into the car when he heard a young woman’s voice from behind: “Mr. Stark, sorry to bother you. I’m Christina, a reporter from Vanity Fair. Could I ask you a couple of questions?”
The driver whispered in Zhang Zhibin’s ear, “She’s very pretty.”
Zhang Zhibin found it a bit baffling. What does her being pretty have to do with me? He hated paparazzi the most.
So he directly sat into the car, and the vehicle drove off.
In the car, the driver seemed to want to say something but hesitated.
Zhang Zhibin asked, “What’s wrong?”
The driver said, “Nothing, Mr. Stark. I just thought you might have invited her to spend the night together.”
Zhang Zhibin: “???”
That was an option for me??
Zhang Zhibin said incredulously, “That’s allowed?”
The driver looked a bit puzzled: “Why wouldn’t it be? You’re Tony Stark.”
Zhang Zhibin’s heart was full of curses.
Damn it, couldn’t you give me a hint? If you’d told me earlier I could take that girl home!
What a huge loss…
But thinking it over carefully, it seemed there had been a hint like that.
When the driver had said “She’s very pretty” earlier, the thought “Turn around and chat with the female reporter” had appeared in Zhang Zhibin’s mind, but he had directly ignored it.
He really missed out on a fortune, oh no, not a fortune—several fortunes…
…
“Good morning. It’s 7 AM. Malibu temperature 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 the blackout layer on the floor-to-ceiling windows disappear. Sunlight streamed into the bedroom, revealing the boundless blue sea.
In fact, he had only just lain down less than a minute ago. Obviously, the game had automatically skipped the sleeping time.
Zhang Zhibin was still brooding. If only he had brought that girl back last night…
Of course, deep down he knew that even if he had brought her back, it probably wouldn’t have mattered.
“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 own social security number. Besides, I already gave myself a birthday gift on your behalf.”
Zhang Zhibin: “Oh… is that so?”
Pepper nodded: “Yes, the gift was nice, very tasteful. Thank you, Mr. Stark. We should get going.”
“Okay.” Zhang Zhibin changed into a formal suit and prepared to head to the airport.
…
On the way to the airport, Zhang Zhibin thoroughly enjoyed the thrill of speeding again.
But what really caught his attention was the conversations he had with NPCs during the previous game flow.
It was like talking to real humans.
They would react accordingly based on what Zhang Zhibin said, and each person’s reaction was different.
For example, the girls in the casino all turned into low-intelligence creatures when facing Tony Stark, practically ready to throw themselves at him.
His driver, on the other hand, was diligent and respectful. Even when Zhang Zhibin deliberately slowed down while driving, the driver would obediently stay behind his car, never overtaking.
As for Pepper, her relationship with Stark was clearly closer. She would occasionally tease her boss.
Zhang Zhibin could sense that if he said the wrong thing, others might not care, but Pepper would definitely get angry.
“Every NPC has their own personality? And they can react completely based on what the player says? No wonder Chen Mo dared to call this game an ‘immersive experience game.’ The feeling of immersion is really too strong.”
Zhang Zhibin now roughly understood why it was called an immersive experience game. Clearly, he wasn’t just “playing” Tony Stark; he had truly become Tony.
In other words, he didn’t need to act like Tony Stark, nor was there a fixed script.
In this world, Zhang Zhibin could do whatever he wanted. He was Tony Stark.
But just as Zhang Zhibin was distracted, he didn’t see the sharp turn ahead and drove straight into the sea.
Zhang Zhibin: “…Damn it!”
The screen went black. Ten seconds later, it automatically loaded the nearest save point and restarted.
Zhang Zhibin was speechless: “Looks like even with high freedom, you can’t be reckless…”
He drove the luxury car into his private airport, preparing to board the private jet.
Colonel James on the plane looked surprised: “Tony, I didn’t expect you to actually be on time.”
Zhang Zhibin walked into the plane and said, “I’m always on time.”
Colonel James: “Yeah, right.”