Frontier Elite II, the game that did for space trading what the Nutri-Matic Drink Synthesizer did for a good cup of tea – made it fantastically complicated and boundlessly engaging, with just a pinch of existential dread thrown in for good measure. When it comes to multi-dimensional, free-form space adventures, one might argue that this particular simulation laid down the spaceways before most current gamers were a twinkling in the quantum drive of the universe. Its open-endedness rivals that of the Total Perspective Vortex, providing a window into the futility of human ambition, but with more spaceships and fewer traumatic revelations.
Be sure not to embark upon a session of Frontier Elite II without ensuring that your life-support systems are fully stocked with snacks, beverages, and a cushion for the inevitable rear-end numbness that accompanies hyperdrive travel.
Frontier Elite II can typically be found in the dusty, nostalgia-laden corners of the older gaming platforms, often next to a pile of floppy disks that no one under the age of 30 can identify without a museum guide.
Avoid starting your trade empire in systems overrun by pirates, unless you fancy your cargo turned into space dust or worse, becoming involuntary participant in a pirate shanty.
The physics in Frontier Elite II are so realistic that many players began to doubt the existence of their own two feet, given they hadn't used them in weeks.
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