"When the sun sets from the highest, everything freezes

"When prophecy becomes a waste page, all beings are confused

"When the gods are silent,

"When your dreams don't shine anymore,

"Surrender to the demon in your heart,

"That's your last hope—"

"Click", Mu Yan closed the book and quietly watched the golden light in the distance gradually dim.

"Mr. Shamu, haven't you gone to rest yet?" A sweet voice broke the silence.

He turned to look at the owner of the voice, a lovely maid dressed as a maid, with two furry brown ears on the top of her head, a sly smile on her face, and a broom in her hand.

It's just a pity that it's an NPC, he thinks with regret, and at the same time has a deep contempt for Villefort, the maker of the game "Dusk Era".

As a game company known for its realistic style, epic plot, and realistic characters, what the hell is it to add a Japanese-style cat girl to this Western-style fantasy game full of "sword and magic"? Don't you think there are enough trolls on the Internet who are obsessed with "game pedigree"?

But that's okay, this scenery for 6 years, has experienced 11 expansion packs, the game time spans more than 40 years of behemoths, the originator of holographic online games is about to usher in its own demise, and the server will be permanently closed in four hours, this point In addition to nostalgic people like Mu Yan, nine out of ten players are estimated to be waiting in line for Villefort's new game "Holy Light Era" to start.

It's also quite ironic, in order to attract people's attention, let their new signboard step on the corpse of the old hero to welcome the cheers of players, and it is also called "spiritual inheritance", no wonder there are so many trolls on the Internet who hack them day and night.

"Mr. Shamu?" Seeing Mu Yan in a stupor, the cat lady maid waved her hand. "Alice is cute, but don't stare at people like that! Alice likes swordsmen with eight-pack abs! ”

Listen, what a terrible line! Is this a fucking NPC?

As a non-combat professional, Mu Yan rolled his eyes weakly.

"Don't make a fuss, do you think those guys with muscles in their heads come to a place like Morrowind's library?"

Since "Twilight Era" is a Western sword and magic theme, the degree of freedom is also quite high, in addition to the common professions such as war tactics, herders, horsemen, thieves, etc., there are also scholars, poets, and even dancers, chefs and other players who are not developed enough to choose from or do not like to fight, non-combat professions can also accept tasks in their own fields, get rewards, and then upgrade their skills to enjoy the fun of the game, and you can also earn remuneration by providing services to other players.

Far from it, let's take Mu Yan as an example, because of some special reasons, in addition to the time of eating every day, he can ignore the maximum twelve hours of game restrictions and be online all day, so he has long become a legendary scholar who knows almost everything. Whether it's "Battle for the Top of Hogarth" two years ago, or the crusade of the final boss of the final expansion "The Age of the End", "Alduin the Destroyer", he participates in it, and is heavily protected by many game experts, who are only responsible for solving puzzles and translating the obscure lines of the bosses full of clues and information.

At this point, "Dusk Era" is extremely close to reality, because there is no such thing as closed beta and official big data, so any information comes from the game itself. The weaknesses of the boss may be hidden in the casual self-talk of the NPCs, the myths and legends of the remote countryside, or the rows of obscure ancient books in the library. Aside from the fact that this is a point card game, even if it is a free-to-play game, how can the average player have the effort to read through hundreds of thousands of words in order to find out where the weakness of a dragon is at the first few scales around which claw? What specific range of attack power is needed to break through the defense without angering him? This is simply unrealistic.

Because of this, the importance of a scholar like Mu Yan has been highlighted, so much so that he is extremely knowledgeable in the game and is called "Teacher Xia" by many masters of the strategy group, and several of the most well-connected people also bought him the exclusive card of "Holy Light Era", and met to fight again in the next world. Now the bronzing black card that doesn't have to queue is placed on the edge of Mu Yan's game warehouse.

So if scholars are so popular, why are there so few people to choose?

The answer is obvious, boring.

And it's pretty boring.

In reality, if you want to read and study, you still have to read and study to play a game? Who doesn't enter the game to experience the thrill of flying battles and unleashing great power with a single move? Probably because the brain is flooded, it will change places to read obscure text with this immersive holographic device, right?

And even if there are such people, such as those who are old and don't like to fight and kill, or quiet girls, it is impossible to soak in games all day long because of practical factors such as time, let alone learn obscure words in order to read ancient books. I don't know if the Villefort company has eaten too much, so it invited a huge team of linguists to design more than a dozen mature languages to enrich the database, and told the players at the beginning as if demonstrating: It is impossible to master a language with a single click in "Twilight Era", and here, it is no different from reality.

This alone is a deterrent to most people who try to become senior academics.

What about Mu Yan?

He is actually a paralyzed patient in bed, although all kinds of things need to be taken care of by others, but he likes to read since he was a child, and thanks to this habit, he has matured his mind at a young age and has not resented his origin too much. Six years ago, in order to let him experience the feeling of running like other children, his parents used up their life savings to buy an expensive game warehouse, which opened the door to a new world for him.

As soon as he entered the game, the scanning system automatically captured his body information, and his strength, agility, and physique were all 1 (1 represents physical existence, but cannot move. 5) for healthy people, the mastermind decided that he needed such a virtual world more than normal, so the game time limit was removed and he was given normal motor ability.

Of course, this also comes at a cost, and he can't choose any combat class with twice as much time online as others.

So the most special among the tens of millions of people, he became the only one among the tens of millions of players who trained the scholar profession to level 80 and was promoted to the legendary scholar "Teacher Xia".

"How many times have you said it, in Morrowind, you want to call Mr. Xia Mu 'Teacher Xia', Alice, you are naughty again!"

An old man dressed in a gold-encrusted white robe with silver threads appeared quietly behind the two.

"Principal Wynne!" Alice's eyes widened in surprise and she hurried away with her broom.

"Tsk, Mr. Garcia, a legendary mage and Headmaster of Morrowind, actually bullied the little girl." Mu Yan smiled meaningfully, then stood up and hugged the other party.

Having never attended school, he spent nearly four years in Morrowind, a total of thirty-five game years, from a civilian librarian to the legendary scholar he is today, and aside from his own efforts, the principal's status as a Bole was also an important driving force.

But the thought of not seeing his old friend again for four hours made him a little uncomfortable.

However, as if he knew his fate, Wynne not only did not dodge a flash as usual, but gently patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, Mr. Shamu, we'll see you again in the next world." ”

"Are you NPCs so smart?" Mu Yan's sad emotions that had finally brewed were ruined by this guy's words. "Tell me, what do you do in the Age of Light?"

"That's a breach of non-disclosure agreement." Wynne folded his hands helplessly. "I also said a little more on the favorability of breaking through the sky, and whether you can find me at that time depends on your ability."

This sentence is true, if Wynne Garcia is an unmarried female NPC, with Mu Yan's prestige here, both of them can get married. At the same time, this also reflects his high intelligence, and the term favorability is only used by players.

"Okay, I hope you don't depart from the essence of Loliton even if you change the skin." Mu Yan was suddenly in a good mood.

Huai En smiled and sighed, didn't he just take in more than thirty orc girls who were exiled to the Morning Star, it was obviously a good thing, why did he say it so strangely from the other party's mouth.

He glanced at the book in Mu Yan's hand, which read "Twilight Chronicles".

"There are only four hours left, and you haven't given up yet?"

"That's all it takes to say that Alduin, and I want to see what happens in the end."

Alduin the Destroyer is a dragon with pitch-black scales and a massive body, and the final boss of the final expansion, The Age of the End. Legend has it that he followed behind the butt of his brother Soul Shaper Patumnax, secretly devouring the souls of intelligent beings he had created, and when the matter was revealed, he was severely injured by the enraged Pa and disappeared.

In online games, most of the guys who have such a big background but their whereabouts are unknown will be pulled out by the plan of brain cells that are heavy casualties and unwilling to fight again. Sure enough, Alduin lived up to expectations and became the last glory of this declining game.

Mu Yan still remembers that battle, the three most powerful guilds "Xingchen", "DNE" (Do not exist) and "Blood Legion" joined forces to form the most luxurious strategy group in history with a total number of four hundred, of which the scholar group led by him alone had ten people.

For scholars like them, who have a life that is thinner than paper, one person needs three people to protect them, and ten people need at least fifty people, and among them, they need to be equipped with priests who can "borrow the dead to resurrect the soul" and other combat resurrection skills.

However, even such a team like the "Galaxy Battleship" was wiped out for as long as a month, and a total of 253 annihilations allowed Oduyin to die in Lao Pa's plot.

The scene of billions of devoured souls flying out of Alduin's corpse at the end was like fireworks celebrating victory, and that moment would have been better if it hadn't been for the words "Wow, it's like 200 million tadpoles are looking for something" from the wrong guy.

But before Alduin was sanctioned by his own brother, that is, before the plot was killed, he had a domineering speech, to the effect that "You lowly insects have bitten Uncle Ben, and Uncle Ben wants to play with you for real, but before that, let's have a set poem." ”

Part of the finale poem, known as the "Song of Twilight," is the opening stanza. As a scholar who is familiar with almost all myths, epics, and legends, Mu Yan has never understood this passage.

The demon in your heart? What's that? The Lokan continent in "Twilight Era" is devoid of common underground creatures such as cavemen, drow elves, and sulfur demons, at least in the past six years, there has not been even the slightest clue, where does this sentence begin? Or is it an irresponsible plot that comes out of nonsense?

As for the "Twilight Chronicle" in his hand, it is a personal hobby. As a legendary scholar who is held by so many sailors on the forum, how can he not make a small contribution to benefit everyone? As the name suggests, "Chronicle" is a summary of the major battles that took place in Lokan based on the expansion and game time, in which he narrates from a third perspective rather than the player's perspective as much as possible, mixed with many mythological interpretations, speculative analysis of the relationship between gods and spirits, and so on.

This work began with the release of the last expansion last year and is now coming to an end, accumulating more than 900,000 words, which is also a summary of his gaming career over the years.

"Then I won't be able to accompany you to the end." Wynne winked at him, "You know, I'm going to the next world an hour early to prepare. ”

"Will every intelligent character in Lokan be ported?" Mu Yan asked with interest.

"Except for a few representative, most of them will be reset, but the character will be retained." Wynne finished calmly, a rather human smile on his face. "After all, you're also worried about artificial intelligence destroying humanity, aren't you?"

"Then I think the first one is going to destroy you, your words are huge......

The two looked at each other and smiled, hearty laughter echoing through the empty campus.

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Four hours later, Mu Yan looked up at the ten-minute countdown looming in the air, and his mood couldn't help but get nervous.

Nine minutes later, a golden dragon appeared in the sky in the distance, and he shuttled through the sea of clouds, rolling up gusts of wind.

"Soul Shaper Patumnax ......," he muttered to himself.

At 7 minutes, bursts of lightning and explosions erupted around Lao Pa, and the slightly dim sky was constantly illuminated.

"Seems to be a sign of fighting? That is, there are still enemies? He stood up in surprise.

If only it were a legendary mage, he could fly over and see, he thought with regret.

The battle lasted 5 minutes, and in the last 2 minutes, a looming sound was heard.

"Ugly demons corrupt everything

"The age of despair began

"When the silent gods no longer hesitate

What believers hear from their lips is not the golden rule

"Rather, it roared in despair like a beast

"Ignorant mortals—

"Begging for the indifferent gods

"Cry to the dark sky

"Cower in sorrow and listen to this song of twilight, the song of darkness and death—"

This is the end of Alduin's "Song of Twilight", and although the voice is faint, it is extremely shocking to Mu Yan, who is familiar with the dragon language. Looking at Lao Pa, who was constantly blooming with blood flowers on his huge body in the distance, combined with this song, he seemed to have a trace of enlightenment.

At that moment, the two-minute countdown ended, and the world was plunged into pitch black, including his consciousness.

(New book, ask for anything!) I also begged to catch insects! I can't see TAT)