Deep in the Edelweiss Mountains.

A crystal ball that condensed a large number of souls cracked.

"Nope! No! ”

A woman in a wheelchair quickly approached the crystal ball, which shattered into pieces before she could touch it.

Among them, the sealed soul gushed out directly from the fragments and floated into the sky.

"Father Gainko... Once again, you've pushed back our research by a month! No... Half a year! ”

The woman in the wheelchair looked at the broken crystal, and couldn't control her anger and crushed the crystal fragments further.

"That's not enough, more is needed."

Father Gainko awoke from his slumber and covered his forehead with his old hands, the feeling of his body being torn apart by the blades still repeating itself to his touch.

He came to his senses and walked out of the container where he was lying, while the Inquisitor lying in the other two containers slept forever in the fragments of consciousness space.

"More?"

The woman heard Father Gainko's request, and her anger was uncontrollable again.

"Soul fragments aren't roadside pebbles!" Anger was suppressed in the woman's voice.

"The war on the Plains of Frost has been going on for hundreds of years." Father Gainko limped towards the woman in the wheelchair "In a hundred years, the land of frost has invested millions of soldiers, and the souls of the soldiers are buried deep under the snow, and their souls... How much did you take? ”

"The messengers and martyrs devote most of their souls to calling for the coming of God, and we... Only a fraction of the soul fragments can be extracted! Not to mention such a high-quality soul fragment! ”

The woman was not intimidated by Father Gainko's walk-in, and she reminded her in a deep voice.

"Those... Damn moths! Father Gainko's voice was tinged with a chill.

"Shouldn't the moths be you? A thief who wants to steal God's power. ”

A woman quietly appeared behind Father Gainko, followed by a group of humans with their mouths sealed.

Father Gainko did not verbally argue with the other party, and he hobbled slowly towards the entrance of the ruins.

"Where are you going!" The man in the wheelchair asked in a loud voice.

"The war between the demons and the Frost Nation has come to an end, but humans will always be creatures living in strife."

A large amount of gray mist began to crawl up his body from the soles of Father Gainko's feet, and the next second he was a different person.

"It's time to pour a fire on the seeds that were planted."

………………

Following.

Qiao Xiu spent the whole night in the consciousness space of the World Tree, to be precise, a whole night of frantically rushing the manuscript.

"How much of my original goal is still missing?"

Qiao Xiu floated in the consciousness space like a dead corpse, and Qiao Xiu was surrounded by various drawing boards and brushes floating around, as well as one exquisite painting after another.

"The new Hearthstone series has been completed, and the last small part of the four signatures of Sherlock Holmes is left, and the readers in the immovable library, led by the 'Sacred Tree Breeder', are still urging for changes... Do you need to respond to the sons of the forest? ”

The white bird stood on top of a branch that appeared out of thin air on the side, and during this time it became more and more like Qiao Xiu's housekeeper at work.

On the other hand, the Frost Elves and the Darkwood Elves are two World Trees......

"Don't scratch my head!"

Qiao Xiu hugged the white cat on his head and returned from the lying position to the sitting position.

"I haven't figured out how to change the last part, what about the update of the magic net?"

"The 'Workshop' function opened up by the reconstructed game section is working fine, and I will review all the game components and indie games made by other users with the three views of a human being."

As the white bird spoke, a pitch-black window appeared in front of Qiao Xiu, this kind of UI design Qiao Xiu was very familiar with, that is, a certain software that cheated Qiao Xiu of countless money on the earth.

Qiao Xiu originally wanted to separate the game partition and make a website like the magic web vision, but players seem to have become accustomed to posting and discussing while playing games, so Qiao Xiu just separated the function of the 'Creative Workshop'.

"What is the number of singers on Magic Net Music?"

Qiao Xiu kept ravaging the white cat in his arms with his hands, and once again asked the white bird a new question.

"At present, there are thirty-seven singers registered on the Magic Net Music, with a full three hundred and twenty-seven songs, and Tylene of the Frost Elves is still the most popular singer, followed by the redemption group, Aurelian She recently composed three well-received songs."

When the white bird mentioned Aurelian, Josieu heard the pride in its voice, and the white bird also had feelings of its own.

The High Elves were in a sense to him like children, the kind of children who occasionally reached the stage of rebellion.

"Aurelian... I didn't expect to have some ability. ”

Qiao Xiu rubbed the white cat's meat ball with his hand, this action completely stimulated the white cat, and it disappeared directly into Qiao Xiu's arms.

"On the TV side?"

Qiao Xiu didn't have a white cat to touch, so he patted his cheek with his hand to make himself a little sober.

In the state of no outsiders in the consciousness space, Qiao Xiu was able to enter a state of accelerated thinking, although the time in the real world was only one night, and Qiao Xiu stayed here for almost a whole week.

"Nolan TV's current program list has stabilized, judging from the comments collected on the caster's forum, Tailin's late-night radio station is still the most watched, and "Cat and Mouse" is mentioned the most, followed by "Monster World", which is edited by the mercenary team, and Qianmian has submitted two new program applications for "Alchemy" and "Black Dove's Wardrobe".

"I agreed... Thousand Faces actually just wants to do the latter show, but the previous ideas also have potential. ”

Qiao Xiu feels that there are few programs on Nolan Radio now, but on the other hand, the Farlosi TV next door is doing a good job.

"What about movies?"

"There are three films released at the White Vitex Theatre and the Nolan National Theatre, two of which are from Falosi and one from the White Vitex Theatre Company, and 'See You Tomorrow' from Fallousi was well received by the Spellcasters Forum's film section, but it still doesn't come close at the box office as your 'Hachiko the Loyal Dog'."

Shiratori called up a bunch of interfaces and sent them to Qiao Xiu.

"There are already people on the caster forums urging you to make a new movie, and the text message notes that Sir Bravitex's friend has sent several inquiries about it."

"I've already written a few openings for the script for the new movie." Qiao Xiu replied to Sir White Vitex on the virtual keyboard, 'Wait a minute'.

Qiao Xiu still has a lot of favorite movies that he wants to present in front of this world, but Qiao Xiu has to arrange the work of the sublimators before starting other plans.