In the early morning, Yi Qingchen was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

Reluctantly, Yi Qingchen had to admit that he underestimated the professionalism of the sales staff of Galaxy Group. Ten minutes later, in the soft goodbye of the Galaxy Group technicians and the beautiful and lovely sales lady, Yi Qingchen looked at the "Divine Crown" game helmet on the bedside and was stunned, Nima! The whole 9999 yuan, not 99 or 999, just change such a game helmet?

If it weren't for the 3W liquidated damages in his hand, Yi Qingchen would not be willing to buy this thing, if he only relied on the game to make gold, I don't know if he could earn back the 9999 yuan in the Year of the Monkey. No, the rent for half a year is 4,800 yuan, plus miscellaneous things, 15,000 yuan is gone, Yi Qingchen pinched the shrunken bank card, and secretly cheered up: "Divine crown!" I'm coming! ”

The moment I put on the helmet, I felt a roar in my head, and then I heard a female voice synthesized by the system:

"Brain waves are being scanned, and the data shows that the player is in good physical condition and can enter the game; Scanning iris, player identity confirmed, please choose whether to bind? ”

"Yes!" Yi Qingchen didn't hesitate, and the brainwave immediately sent out his mind command.

"If the player chooses to bind his identity, will he enter the game?"

"Yes!" Yi Qingchen confirmed again.

"I'm sorry! The game has not been opened yet, please wait patiently for 5 hours and 21 minutes to enter the game again, do you want to create a character first? ”

"Yes!" Yi Qingchen sent out his mind command again, and a starlight shuttled by, after a short period of darkness.

"Whew!" A bolt of lightning split through the darkness, and the darkness faded away, and an altar appeared in the wilderness, and three figures loomed over the altar in the form of horns. One is a human figure, one is an elf figure, and the rest is a half-orc figure.

"Players are invited to choose their race!" The system's synthesized female voice came again.

Yi Qingchen was stunned, the three major races have their own merits: human beings, the initial attributes are relatively balanced; Elves, intelligence and agility are more prominent, and strength and physique are weak; Half-orc, strength and physique are more prominent, and agility is weak.

"Human!" Yi Qingchen hesitated for a moment and decisively chose the human race.

"Players choose the human race, please choose the class!" The three figures on the altar gradually blurred, and then six figures appeared: an armored warrior with a giant sword in his hand; The knight of the Holy Light neighing on his horse; a staff-wielding robed mage; the pious bard who sings; The Pure Ranger of Speech; A stalker where good and evil coexist!

Yi Qingchen's gaze wandered around the five figures, as a gold miner in the game "Time", he chose a stalker, not for anything else, just because of the stalker's stealing skills.

"Stalker!" Because familiarity, so choice, and in "Divine Crown" everything is possible.

"The player chooses the stalker, and the player's body data is being collected, please wait!" Before the voice of the synthesized female voice of the system fell, a character exactly like Yi Qingchen appeared, and a dilapidated grass that could barely be derailed hung on his waist, looking like a complete rookie!

"Data generation, player race human, professional stalker, do you need to adjust your appearance, up 10%, down 10%!" The synthesized female voice asked again.

"10%!" Looking at the slightly vicissitudes of life of the characters, Yi Qingchen decisively let the vicissitudes continue.

"Players are invited to name their characters!"

"Listen to the wind!"

"I'm sorry, and Listen to the Wind has been preemptively registered by the player, please rename it!"

"Night Weiyang!"

"I'm sorry, Ye Weiyang has been preemptively registered by players, please rename it!"

……

"I'm sorry, the long song line has been preemptively registered by players, please rename it!" When the synthetic female voice came again without emotion, Yi Qingchen was a little crazy.

"Long Song of the Night!"

"The player sings a long song in the night, and the name is successful!" Yi Qingchen exhaled slowly, and finally over.

"Player Night Long Song, Race Human, Professional Stalker, Appearance Reduced by 10%, Please Confirm Again!"

"Confirm!" Yi Qingchen is going crazy, a synthetic female voice with no emotional color, and she can't play it.

"After the character is set, the game will start on time at 13:14 on May 21, 2087, please be patient and wait 5 hours and 01 minutes to enter the game again!"

Just as Yi Qingchen was about to take off the game helmet, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, and the perspective changed to a bloody battlefield filled with gunsmoke and swords!

The alliance legion composed of humans, elves, and half-orcs is facing the undead legion across the huge gourd canyon, and the brief silence may be brewing a more frantic counterattack, and the alliance of the three clans in the rear is guessing.

"Long! Prosperous! Prosperous! "All beasts are galloping, the sound of hooves is rolling, and the sound of thunder is like thunder in the heart, and the itch is unbearable. The herd of beasts is approaching, lions, wolves, tigers and leopards, snakes, scorpions, spiders, centipedes, innumerable; The army of the undead also followed, and the bones were horrible and shocking.

The alliance army at the mouth of the Hulu Gorge is ready for battle, and it is convenient to be the homeland of Yima Pingchuan, which is the last line of defense! Swear not to give up!

"Boom!" "Whew!" "Whew!" Meteorite Sky Fire! Thunder Purgatory! Rain of arrows! The blood-stained mage in the robe waved his staff, the delicate and petite archer held the bow like the moon, and the sky was full of fire and arrows, lightning and thunderbolts, smashing into the dense herd, instantly opening the skin and flesh, and in an instant, the earth was covered with ice again, imprisoning a large herd of beasts; A large number of warriors and knights rushed into the front of the position, and the battle axes, blood knives, spears, and sharp blades brought up the blood flowers of Yin Hong.

Behind the undead legion, shrouded in black robes, the necromancer smirked, the black light flickered between the swing of the staff, the dark magic smashed down, the magic flames soared, the blood splattered, and the warriors were killed and wounded. At that moment, the golden light flickered, and the priest in the moonlit robe began chanting healing magic.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and the blood-red rain line fell. Everyone looked up, but it was the Fallen Angel Undead Legion and the Elven Dragon Eagle Cavalry Regiment. In the sky, several dark shadows wandered on the edge of light and darkness, the ghostly light flashed, the dry bones were volleyed, and the necromancer was caught off guard, and several people were immediately killed. The huge gourd canyon is like a purgatory on earth, between blood and fire, countless creatures are struggling on the brink of death.

"Whew!" A lightning bolt struck, a broken scroll slowly unfolded, and a heavy emotion diffused out, which made people can't help but feel inexplicable loneliness and sadness; "The Lessons of the Ancients" - four snake-shaped ancient seals looming. The army of the undead slowly melted away like spring snow in the afternoon, as if it had never appeared, but the battlefield filled with gunsmoke witnessed the cogs of history.

The sky thundered and ran, and the sky exploded, and in the dark, two blood-red snake-shaped seal characters were about to come out, and they were the word "divine crown"! A line of small characters looms in the upper left: The blood of the troubled times is already there, and the emperor is tyrannical and cold!

Perhaps the high-fidelity effect is too real, Yi Qingchen gasped hurriedly, calmed the shock in his heart, and muttered: The blood of the troubled times is already over, and the emperor is overpowering!