Looking at Woodward, who was accompanied by Tom to go through the relevant entry procedures, Wang gradually nodded slightly.

If Twitter, it can really reach the prospects described by the legendary journalist.

Then the equity incentive I promised, although it is very painful, is also worth it.

In order to protect his interests in the publishing industry and fight against traditional media, he can be regarded as doing his best.

But compared to it, what is the rich N generation, who easily got one of the traditional media giants of Universal, doing?

Because of the success of "I'msorich", Bronfman Jr. has been forgotten by the public about the past of selling DuPont shares, and has been called "the most discerning heir to the old money family" by the media.

At present, he has released the news that he will go deeper into the music distribution and television media industry, and acquire other old media companies.

"Alas, I really envy this kind of rich kid who was born with a golden key!"

Wang gradually looked at the newspaper and let out a long sigh, "It's so easy to pry into a powerful resource that no one else dares to imagine." ”

After a period of growth, he fully understands why he can stand in today's position as a young Chinese person.

On the one hand, this is because of Goldman Sachs' style.

However, the reason why this shoddy version of the "white knight" really prompted him to have no superfluous small actions was because he had the support of the writers' community.

These supports can bring the greatest convenience to the development of literary websites.

And writers, why do they support themselves?

In addition to the shadow of capital behind it, what is more important is the sense of identity of the same writer!

"Therefore, I still have to continue to code words and maintain my identity as a writer. Wang gradually shook his head with a wry smile and took out the outline of "King Arthur".

"Even the income from writing alone is no longer comparable to the income that I bring to myself as a major shareholder of the website. ”

In the previous episode, he introduced the first generation of submarines, disguised as the "Loch Ness Monster".

Well, this can be regarded as Wang gradually consciously catering to Bermuda, Area 51, etc., and the trend of Western mysticism is rampant.

"The selling point of this book is that modern technology overpowers magic and mystery, so we need to strengthen some of the descriptions of this aspect. ”

Wang gradually thought for a moment, and then began to "crackle" the keyboard.

Soon, some readers discovered that "King Arthur", which had been suspended for a few days, finally began to be updated.

......

Although the marching Paladins were startled by the sudden appearance of a monster in the lake.

But everyone's devout faith can completely resist this small impact.

Not to mention the head of the regiment nicknamed "The Guardian", the woman disguised as a man and the "Holy Maiden", even the deputy head of the Inquisition, the notorious "fraudster", quickly regained his calm.

"Adjust your formation and get on the defensive. The commander of the regiment gave the order in a loud voice.

"There is no evil that can overcome us, who are God's favorites!" the fraudster also exclaimed encouragement.

Hearing this, the saint turned her head and glared fiercely at the traitor.

The deputy head shrugged his shoulders, looking completely unconcerned.

"We are all God's people, and all are equal before God?" he pursed his lips disdainfully, thinking about the theories his teammates often promoted.

"Then why is it that we are the only ones who have supernatural powers, except for the witches who have taken refuge in the demons?"

"We are God's most cherished people, and we have never been the same species as those untouchables!" the deputy head of the regiment often carried out such propaganda to his own team.

Under the influence of a sense of honor and recognition, his team's combat effectiveness far exceeds that of other teams, and there is even a tendency to form an independent group.

The regiment commander found that the other party showed no signs of attacking, so he prepared to take the initiative to attack.

"Blessed by the Light, transformed into a fighting state. With a command, a burst of white light flashed on the members of the Order.

"Protect my left and right wings. The regimental commander commanded the two deputies, and then shouted: "Knight charge!"

"Heh, it's you the main force again!" the deputy head snorted lightly, and also shouted: "The Holy Light gives me strength, rush!"

I have to say that his team is indeed very strong.

In the case that the regimental commander's team is one step ahead, the direct forces of the deputy regiment commander have already shown signs of catching up with the other party and becoming the main force.

"Combat effectiveness is never spoken, but fought. The deputy head of the regiment looked at the regiment commander who was getting closer and closer, and felt a little proud in his heart.

At this moment, there was a sudden "boom", and something exploded around him.

"Elevation angle 45 degrees, fire!" "A small artillery group belonging to Arthur's forces, buried in the woods, launched an attack.

At the same time, the behemoth moored on Loch Ness also revealed a black cannon barrel.

"What is this!" shouted the deputy captain.

"This should be the secret weapon of Prince Arthur that I heard before!" the captain replied loudly, "You go to the ambush point, we continue to charge, is there a problem?"

"No!" the deputy head of the regiment stretched out his hand and led the team to turn left collectively.

"Ha, I finally got the chance to fight on my own. Prince Arthur, don't let me down!"

"How?" Arthur drew his mechanical sword as he prepared to fight himself.

While asking the former mathematician, the current artillery commander, "After the enemy is dispersed, can the strength of the artillery disperse their divine shield?"

"The large-caliber artillery that was urgently produced was all on Loch Ness. Even in the face of two squadrons of knights, it should not be a big problem. ”

"And we—" the commander looked up, carefully observing the enemy after a salvo, "and we're going to need the cooperation of the musketeers." ”

"These secret weapons, it's really troublesome. In particular, this kind of violent noise is so annoying. The deputy commander tried to control the somewhat frightened war horse and maintained the state of charge.

From time to time, his body was splashed with white lights that automatically lit up because he was shot by a gun.

It's just that the deputy regiment commander didn't notice that when he charged, the fighters behind him were decreasing little by little.

At this moment, several explosive spheres flew head-on.

After three "boom", "boom", and "boom", the deputy commander's horse was completely killed.

He himself fell to the ground, and for the first time, the shield of light became incomplete.

"Leave me alone, keep charging!" the deputy commander wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted loudly.

At the same time, prepare to wait for an opportunity to find a war horse and continue the battle.

However, he received no response from his companions, except for more violent explosions.

Even the "hallelujah" that you can often hear is not ringing in your ears.

The deputy commander looked back suspiciously, and found that the entire battlefield was like the flesh and blood hell described in the Bible.

There were a few war horses that had lost their owners, and under the bombardment of artillery fire, they were running wildly.

The groans of pain, against the backdrop of countless severed limbs and stump arms, seemed even more terrifying and terrifying.

This... Lost?

God's servant actually lost to the demon who took in the witch?

No, I'm not reconciled!

The deputy regimental commander struggled to his feet, threw down the knight's spear, drew his saber, and began a one-man charge.

"I am God's favorite!" he shouted, trying to run.

"Prince, the barrel of the cannon is overheated, and the musket team is needed to be the main force below. ”

Arthur looked at the lone charger and nodded slightly.

"A salvo!" the commander shouted loudly, pointing at the deputy commander.

"Poof..."As a puff of white smoke rose, the only paladin still standing, fell to the ground again.

At this time, his Holy Light shield had been completely dispersed, and he was completely defenseless.

Even the blood left behind began to turn from gold to red because of the exhaustion of divine power.

"Prepare to collect the team and clean up the battlefield. Arthur commanded, and he prepared to turn and leave.

However, the lone stormtrooper stood up again.

"100 steps, 99 steps...", the deputy head of the regiment struggled forward, counting how much distance there was still to go.

"Stop!"

"Don't go over!"

Two slightly louder shouts rang in my ears.

The deputy regiment commander glanced back and found that the regiment commander with a broken leg and the "holy woman" who was held down by many soldiers and horses were shouting anxiously.

He grinned, turned his head, and continued on his determined walk.

"Second salvo!" shouted the commander.

With the sound of "poof", the deputy head of the regiment fell to the ground again.

Just a moment later, he stood up again.

It's just that the speed of getting up this time is no longer as fast as just now.

And the speed of its travel is not even comparable to that of the Black Dead patients.

"Third salvo!"

"Fourth salvo!"

The deputy head of the regiment stood up again, silently saying in his mouth, "20, 19..."

"Fifth—" The commander raised his arms in the air, ready to give another order.

"Forget it. Arthur grabbed his arm and spoke softly.

Because he had already discovered that the other party's target was not the soldiers, but the small cannons.

“3、2...”

The deputy commander finally faltered and came to the weapon that had defeated his own team.

He felt his consciousness begin to blur and he had some difficulty breathing.

However, the deputy head of the regiment still looked at the things in front of him with curious eyes.

Even with trembling hands, gently stroked.

"Zi..." A green smoke rose from the sound of barbecue.

It's just that this taste doesn't arouse the appetite and only makes people feel nauseous.

"It's... Is that the weapon of the devil?" the deputy head muttered, "We have been abandoned by the Lord?"

"No, it's not a demonic weapon, it's a technological weapon. ”

"You have not been forsaken by the Lord, but by the times. Arthur walked up to him and said calmly.

"Technology and the times... "The deputy head of the regiment used all his strength to ask a question.

He then turned his whole head at the barrel of the cannon, looking in.

As the deputy commander's hand was released, the long sword "clanged" to the ground.

A "zi" sounded, and he fell into the barrel of the gun.