Chapter 132: The Artist

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The last message shocked Wang Jie beyond measure. Although Wang Jie knew very early on that he would one day match the player when he played this game, he didn't expect it to be this way. If it is said that on the battlefield, the two armies are facing each other, and there are other players on the opposite side, Wang Jie can still think of it. But this, cultists, and there are still players who want to be cultists?

As a knight with strong roots, Wang Jie has seen a lot of records about the cult of evil gods in the literature of the Eternal Bright Sun Sect, and knows how those people exist: in order to please the evil god, he does not hesitate to slaughter an entire village, but when he is offended, he can put the other party on the altar and dig out his heart alive, and in order to draw runes, he can drain a person's blood, and that person is still alive before that...... If you want to say that it is inhumane, the word is simply tailor-made for cult believers. In such a situation, there are still players who choose to become cultists of evil gods?

Wang Jie felt a little confused, and then began to think about what good the evil god believers had. After thinking about it, Wang Jie suddenly found that if the player became a believer in the evil god, there would be a lot of benefits!

Wang Jie knows that his starting point is already very high among players, after all, he can directly have a big noble background, and there is also an apprentice knight identity, there should be only a handful of players among players, not to mention that due to his internal test identity, he is still taken care of, even so, he is still just a probationary knight, and he has not yet begun to learn miracles; 。

At the same time, the most difficult level to pass as a cult god is not how to find an evil god to believe, but the subsequent sacrifice process. No matter what the evil gods, their sacrifice process is very cruel, and living sacrifices abound - or rather, only living sacrifices are the best way to sacrifice evil gods. If it is an NPC in the game, it is naturally difficult to get through this level, which is a great torture to the heart, but for the player, this biggest problem is not a problem, no one will pity a bunch of data, right?

At the same time, the evil gods only need you to perform sacrifices to be able to obtain miraculous powers from them, without the need to recite the thick sacred book that can be used as a brick in the temple, and there is no need to abide by all kinds of red tape, let alone carry out all kinds of heavy and monotonous repetitive physical and mental exercises every day for the sake of miracles, and even, Wang Jie feels that only the cultists of the evil gods are closer to the transfer in the previous game. As long as you complete certain novice tasks, you can successfully transfer to a full-fledged professional.

Just thinking about it this way, even Wang Jie felt that the cult god believer seemed to be more acceptable to players. You must know that most of the games are used to pass the time, and it is better to use them in real life outside the game if you have the heart to exercise and learn in the game. In the game, it's just for a refreshing, a relaxation, but you let me learn and exercise in the game, such a game, who would like it? If it weren't for the fact that the realism of this game exceeds all the existing games, I don't know how many streets, not to mention whether the public beta can be expanded, and there won't be a few players left now.

However, Wang Jie looked at the people in the video, those who were killing each other, and there was a voice in his head: this is not right, this is not the way this game should be played. While these people appear to be just soulless dolls made of data, they are real people in the game......

Thinking of this, Wang Jie shook his head, with a faint smile in his mouth: What's wrong with him? It seems that I thought this way a long time ago. Forget it, others can't control it themselves, and since the game allows players to do this, then you don't have to meddle with it. If you can't get used to it, as long as you can kill him as soon as possible, even if the player can be resurrected again, it will take months, right?

After figuring this out, Wang Jie stood up and moved his waist, which was a little stiff due to sitting for a long time. "Speaking of which, this time the video is very informative, and little York is also very desperate. While twisting his waist, while thinking like this, Wang Jie remembered that when Little York first came to the game, if he hadn't met his own group, it is estimated that Little York would have been taken away as an unknown study in other countries. The world is unpredictable, and little York, who was still so nervous at the time, has already gone a long way on his own path.

At the same time, in a house in Hyogo County, next to Wang Jie's Huaguo, a person sat in front of a computer. All the windows of the room have been blocked by thick curtains, and the bright sunlight from outside does not shine into the room at all. The man had no intention of turning on the overhead lights or pulling back the curtains, so there was no other light source in the room at this time other than the computer in front of him. In the dim light of the computer, the glasses worn by the man reflected the image on the monitor - it was the latest issue of Little York's war report.

Unlike the others, the man had a smile on his lips as he looked at the screen. He looked at it carefully, but not to analyze the contents, he stared at the screen as if he were looking at a beautiful work of art, and he was very focused. However, when he saw the clip that had been edited by the editor-in-chief, his hand trembled slightly. There was anger in his eyes, but he didn't explode, but continued to watch patiently, and he didn't stand up until the whole video was over.

At this time, the anger in his eyes finally exploded, looking at the cup placed on the table, he picked it up and smashed it against the wall, and with a "bump", the water cup shattered into pieces and fell to the floor with a clanging sound, spilling everywhere.

"They...... They actually edited! Such a beautiful work of art, how dare they edit!" The man just walked around the room, even if his foot was punctured by the glass slag on the ground, he didn't care, and muttered to himself, "How can they do this? How can they do this?" It can be seen that he didn't care what clip was edited, but he just moved on the video, which in itself made him feel extremely angry.

"I thought that Little York would be able to present this great work of art in front of everyone's eyes, so that more people could see this beautiful picture, but I didn't expect Little York to be corroded. The man walked around a few times and looked at the helmet on the bed: "Since you don't pass it on, then I'll pass it myself!" Thinking about it, the man exported the video in the helmet and packed it. The tip of his finger slid on the keyboard, the screen dimmed slightly, and then a login screen flashed, and the man skillfully logged in and uploaded the video, indicating the label: Want to see the edited footage in "Little York's Field Report"?

"Hmph, since you don't let everyone see this beautiful work of art, then I have to come by myself. The man said, clicking OK, watching the progress bar go to the end, and the corners of his mouth smiled again.