To be honest, although he found some reasons to comfort his friends when he lost the election, Wang Jie himself was still a little unconvinced. I had been preparing for that test for so long, only to lose to my own men, and it was impossible to say that there was no trace of fire. However, after following his current teammates to carry out this mission, Wang Jie realized that his past self was indeed too naïve.

At that time, why did he think that he would definitely be selected? Wang Jie once thought about it after going offline. Maybe in the game, the current self, that is, the favorite grandchild of the captain of the Knights, is hard enough, and at the same time humble and noble, and in terms of martial arts, he is also the top existence among the trainees of the same period, and he should become a knight; He had enough strength, but in the end he was not hit by the fact that he was elected.

So, since he didn't have such expectations, but when he wasn't chosen, where did that sense of loss come from? Wang Jie lay on the bed, thinking. Maybe this kind of confidence doesn't come from the game, but from yourself. Turning over, Wang Jie pressed his left hand under his head as a pillow, and suddenly thought of it.

Yes, I'm an internal beta player, not to mention anything else, just because I was recognized by Il, and I got the flag of the Knights of the Holy Sunshine Cross from Il, the entire knights are unmatched, not to mention that because of my own persistence, Bridgestone, who might have died, survived, plus I really saw the highest level of combat in this game, all of which add up to make myself face other NPCs in the game, and unconsciously bring a bit of arrogance. Although this arrogance is hidden in the bottom of his heart, and he has not even noticed it, let alone revealed it, it does exist. It's not from the characters in the game, it's from your own gaming experience. This arrogance is incomprehensible to any NPC in the game, and it is it that makes me believe that I will succeed.

But now, the experience of the past few days has let me know that even if I have the experience of the closed beta period, I still have a lot of shortcomings when facing many things. In retrospect, most of those who passed the test had already had the opportunity to go out on tasks more than once, and at that time, no, Somme felt that these course internships were meaningless, and it was better to use that time to exercise and study, and did not participate, and Ender did not require it. Looking back now, I just think that Som was stupid at that time, and if he had participated at that time, he might not have learned the use of miracles in the temple now.

However, there is a good saying, called Seon lost horses and know whether it is a blessing, and there is a saying that is even better, called the east corner of the lost mulberry harvest, anyway, this is the meaning, if before his arrival, Som has participated in such an internship, and when he arrives, although he can get his memory, but he definitely does not have the same empathy as now, let alone participate in such a high-level character, and act with so many experts, the skills learned from them are not learned in the previous game or in real life。

After a sleep, Wang Jie got up, and a new day began again.

On the other side of the globe.

If Wang Jie woke up with some gains, then Little York woke up in a blindness.

Even after waking up from the game, as long as he closes his eyes, little York can still recall the last image he saw. Unconsciously shook his body and looked at the clock, it was just five o'clock. It stands to reason that I still have some time in the game.,But now I'm forced to kick offline.,Even if you log in again.,It's only a prompt like "Login failed.,Please try again later".,Neither directly into the game.,It's not a reminder that the character is dead.。 But anyway, he just couldn't log in, which made little York a little irritable. But fortunately, after a while, little York found something to do for himself: edit what he had filmed today.

You must know that whether it is the rain of light released by the knights of Il before, or the large number of Yin corpse puppets released by the believers of the evil gods later, they are all rare materials, not to mention that there is a paragraph in which the player is eaten alive by the puppets...... As soon as he remembered that scene, little York began to retch, and his stomach, which had been two points hungry, suddenly lost his feelings. Forget it, whether to add that paragraph or not, let the editor-in-chief decide. Thinking like this, Little York cut out this part of the video he had already made and made a cut version.

Looking at the time, at half past nine in the morning, the editor-in-chief should have gone to work. Thinking like this, Little York packaged and transmitted the two versions of the video he made to the editor-in-chief along with the original video, and then closed the computer after accommodating it. I looked at the game helmet that was set aside again. After a moment's thought, put on the helmet and log in again. Still failing. With a wry smile, Little York took off his helmet and gave up trying. If there's anything to do, let's wait until the evening.

In the editing room, the editor-in-chief had just returned to his seat with coffee when he saw a corner of his office computer, and an icon flashed. That's a prompt with an email. The editor-in-chief took a sip of coffee and stimulated his tongue with the bitterness of the coffee, waking his still somewhat confused brain from its slumber. After opening the email and looking at the message sent by Little York, the editor-in-chief became a little interested: "Oh, there are still people who can't make up their minds, this kid." With that, he opened the uncut version of Little York.

Soon, the editor-in-chief looked at the picture in the video, and the coffee in his hand had forgotten to send to his mouth. Especially watching the bite of the player after being pounced, coupled with the screams coming from the headphones, made the editor-in-chief think that he was now seeing a very real horror movie and forget that this is a live game. When he saw the last corpse that Little York saw, the flesh and blood in his mouth, he hurriedly put down the coffee in his hand to prevent his hand from spilling it.

"What a problem for me. The editor-in-chief rubbed his eyebrows and said.