From under the thick cardboard, a crookedly drawn logo was looking at me, apparently, of some kind of game.— Wars of the Immortals. — I read it. - What is it?— My dream game design document.- Clear. And why is he?“No, don’t think, I’m not at all going to force you to do what I once didn’t have the courage to do. Eddie laughed. - I just climbed the forums here, read a little about this project "Aydaba", and I really did not like what I found there.- For example?— Do you know that each developer has his own style, his own clues inside the world, by which he can be unmistakably recognized?“Like the constant quarrels in the Poisk squad?”— Like a crowbar and an orange suit, like a binaural sound, like a story in which everyone inevitably dies — each developer tries to stand out in his own way. So, what I found in the screenshots, in the description of the world, in the dialogues - it is too similar to what you can read in this folder.- But how?“Rob, now is a different time. Eddie

"Hi, Rob. I don't know if I'm saying hello to you - from the psychiatric ward or from the other world, but I still decided to take a chance! Yes, at fifty it's too late to indulge in such nonsense, but ... You yourself understand. The fact is that having dispersed everyone from the office on my birthday, I stayed at work until the morning. I decided to shake the old days, so to speak. I climbed into one file storage on the servers of "Aydaba" and found something interesting there! Be sure to look, you will like it! No, this not the slag they released, it's something completely different!But I won't spoil the surprise for you.I want to warn you right away: the product is damp, there may be bugs, so don’t even think about connecting directly, got it? Only through glasses, with an accompanying screen. You'll figure it out there.PS: Rob, I trust my intuition, and for the second week she keeps telling me that I shouldn't get into this business. So if my intuition is right, finish what yo

Analysis. It turned out to be difficult to concentrate without a tactical interface, but reflexes are reflexes - every time the universe throbbed with pain, I automatically turned off my sight and hearing, remaining a blind computer interacting with the world at a level that was incomprehensible even to me.I-man in action.The rods are rusty, but this is just an external coating, there are no structural vulnerabilities, they simply cannot be broken or damaged somehow, even in the state of the "red corridor". For too long, Conquista had hunted our operatives, knew too well who we were and what we were capable of.She was too successful, and now I could tell exactly why. If they recruited at least half of the tactical commanders into their ranks, there was nothing surprising in the superiority of the savages on the battlefield.— Bingo!Here the rod, which went into the concrete, was not held as firmly as the others. Of course, in a normal state, he would have turned out to be an insur

And everything went back to normal.- Well, well, Edik. I sighed as reality took on volume again. - It's the bomb! But how did you get it? And who agreed to pour such a lot of money into development?Everything was right there, everything was strictly the way I remembered during the passage of the third episode. Not plastic muzzles from the official fourth, but operatives familiar to the smallest detail, to which was added another colorful character with "Manyunya", more like a big cannon from one old demon-shooter.This is a sequel, no doubt about it. And a continuation from the same people that once built the world of "Far Search". A huge world, enhanced now with the most real impressions, which only a direct connection can give. But how? When? Why is there no word on the web about this? I'm sure if something like this appeared on the net, fans would have trumpeted it a long time ago.Everything is more and more wonderful.And on the terminal, another letter from "Aydab" glowed - it

— Cunningly got out, well done. “Looks like they camouflaged the security update this way.Or maybe they really returned access to part of the Exod to the players? You never know. But who's going there now?Returning back to the forum, I was forced to state that they would turn up, and how - the topic swelled up to three thousand pages, people cursed, reviled the administration for what it was worth and sincerely wondered how it was possible to do this with the players. But for some reason no one wrote about leaving, goodbye.The Alien War must have had some inexplicable appeal, since they were ready to forgive her even that.“Rob… uh…” Rose peeked through the door. She held a cup in her hands.Just Rob. What did you want?- Would you like some coffee? I'm pretty good at doing it.— No, not really.“But I feel weird. Since I came to the internship, I just play with toys and write my impressions. It's strange somehow ... - The girl made a funny face, blowing a red curl from her eye. -