Today is the first day of the main competition of the Glory Soul Competition, and the residents of Shabak City, who have experienced several storms, have relied on their geographical advantages to get tickets to the major arenas early, and the whole city is boiling.

The entire Honor Contest exists to cover the dimensionality reduction plan, which will be launched on the night of the final game, and the Europa people have spared no expense to build a revolutionary real-time broadcast system in various cities, just to attract the absolute majority of EU people to immerse themselves in the game world at that time.

This expensive real-time broadcast system is powered by magic crystals, and its principle is similar to that of teleportation circles, and it is so expensive that it is measured by the minute, but even this technology has become the biggest breakthrough in the theory of magic in the Europa Empire.

As a variant of a modern state, the Europa Empire has countless incomprehensible theories for indigenous people, who know how to maximize the attention of the audience and how to most effectively use the traffic generated by attention to create value.

It can be said that before the Glory Soul Competition, the attitude of the countries of the Old World towards the Europa people was somewhat hostile, and if it weren't for the invasion of the Chaos Demon Army, the civil war might have broken out long ago.

But now, even the most remote and small countries of the Old World can name a few of the chambers of commerce of the Europa Empire, and their advertising is everywhere, on the walls of the streets, on the ships of the sea, and even on the airships in the sky.

The Honor Tournament had already created benefits for the Europa Empire before it officially began, and various new marketing models taught the aboriginal rulers and merchants a good lesson, telling them what propaganda is and what is publicity.

Despite the reputation of the players in the Loess District, their strength is real, and many merchants have come to the door, hoping to put their own logos on the armor of the warriors, but they are all frightened away by the cold eyes of the black coats.

Only William Morris Company, Ambassador Xiao Zhengjun owed them a favor, so this morning the group of professional managers came to the door to ask for favors.

"There are a total of 754 company logos here, and their requirements are not high, these things only need to be pasted on the legnails of the brothers." The man in the suit snapped his fingers, and the accompanying employees began to take out a variety of different trademark patterns: "Ambassador Xiao can rest assured that we have not accepted any advertisements involving the chest, back, and shoulders, and they are just a little money." ”

That's right, each advertising slot, one hundred gold coins per game, and the small money that continues to rise as players advance to the game, the smile in the corner of the eyes of the man in the suit can not be suppressed, which is comparable to their operation Mo Lilin. It's much easier for Jeanne to make money.

Ambassador Xiao Zhengjun accepted all the orders and asked these staff members to start drawing advertisements on the leg nails of the players who had today's game, and New China has always repaid the greatest sincerity to sincere collaborators.

Even Xu Yichen did not escape, although he did not compete today, but the lion king Leon has invited him to watch the game together, their exposure rate must be much more than that of the contestants, and the advertising space on Xu Yichen is too high-quality, the area is large, the location is high, such a perfect location, William Morris Company naturally has to keep it to himself.

Their painter drew the company logo in the simple style of clothes on Xu Yichen's left shoulder armor, and also wrote a line in fancy font that the aborigines may not understand: "William Morris, manage your image with heart." ”

"Perfect, try to keep your left body facing outward, especially in public." The man in the suit put his posture very low: "We are drafting a contract to cooperate with you, please rest assured that everything is in your best interest, and it won't be long before you become a millionaire!" ”

"I am." Xu Yichen glanced at the plausible advertisement on the shoulder armor and found that not only did it not look abrupt, but also brought a little aesthetic improvement to the matte black armor.

The man in the suit was choked, but Xu Yichen really didn't make a bold statement, theoretically just taking out the Mithril Mine on Treasure Island made Xu Yichen's worth boundless, after all, it was still hanging under the banner of the Retribution Warband.

It's just that Xu Yichen's need for money is equal to zero, and he can get any resources he needs in the loess area, and those he can't get, William Morris will definitely not be able to do it.

"But you can rest assured that our cooperation between us is just a task that doesn't require anything to do." Xu Yichen picked up his helmet and yelled at the other players: "Those who lost the game today should clean the bathroom for a week." ”

The players in the Loess District booed together, as if they felt they were being slighted.

"Maozi's bathroom!" A smile hung on the corner of Xu Yichen's mouth, and he emphasized again: "A week, not a day!" ”

This time, the boos disappeared, and many players in the Loess District shivered, which were completely frightened by the word "bathroom" of the Maozi, and they would rather die in the ring, give up the chance of rematch, and die back to the Loess District than suffer that crime.

You must know that the gathering place of the players of the Mao Federation announced that the bathroom had fallen as early as the third day of their stay, and many old Mao Zi have been looking for a place to solve the problem by themselves.

When the players in the loess area were full of momentum, the black carriage of the lion king stopped at the gate, and the lion king Leon ignored the surrounding reporters, opened the car door, and waved his hand at Xu Yichen, with a smile on his face.

In recent times, Leon has laughed more than he has in the last three hundred years combined.

"You're very happy, the smile on your face, it's nine percent curvature bigger than the previous smile, and I think that's a smile from the heart." The general, as always, stood in the corner of the carriage: "According to my inference, the possibility that you two are the same species, the human subspecies, is as high as eighty-two .seventy-three, and this is why you are happy?" ”

"No, I'm just feeling less alone for the first time." The Lion King snuggled himself up in the huge couch: "You'll never understand that feeling, General. ”

"You think, we're not real." The general suddenly spoke, leaving the Lion King silent for a long time: "You have very little, you have communicated with other humans, in the past two hundred and seventy-seven years, you have spent seventy-eight percent of your time alone in the secret rooms of the castle, nine percent of your time, dealing with the affairs of the Knights, and attending the occasions that must be attended, and thirteen percent of your time spent in the New World, as well as in our sphere of influence. ”

"You think we're more real than they are." The general pointed to Xu Yichen, who was approaching the carriage: "But we don't have him, which makes you feel more real." ”