The barrage proliferates.

"Sherlock Hook? That's the one with a lot of nonsense? ”

"The one who wants to wait for the NPC to finish?"

"Isn't this popularity brushed?"

"Nonsense, have you watched his video from the first two days? The scene thief tm is big! ”

Huang Ziwen took a deep breath and walked up to the stage nervously.

The hostess smiled at him, and on the sofa next to the host, a bald man with a big waist and a round waist was already sitting there, looking at Huang Ziwen with a smile.

"Welcome, Sherlock Hook, welcome, Tang Xiaobei."

The hostess guided Huang Ziwen to sit down, but he was stunned.

Tang, Tang Xiaobei?

"Super, it's the one, the one who pinched a white-haired Lori?"

"Copper smelting, huh?"

"Fooled, fooled"

After a while, Huang Ziwen reacted and sighed slightly in his heart, it didn't seem to be something particularly unpredictable.

At the very least, Tang Xiaobei didn't speak with a clip sound in the game, and recognized his brother everywhere and begged for a hug on his thigh.

"Welcome, both."

The hostess folded her legs in the chair, compared to the two anchors in front of her, she obviously paid more attention to the two of them, and asked with a smile: "Both of them are loyal players of our internal beta, and Sherlock Hook is the first in the popularity of the whole network among the game anchors who broadcast "But Yin"!" Let's say hello to everyone first, I'm curious about what kind of experience the two of you have besides the players? ”

Before Huang Ziwen could think about how to speak, the bald man "Tang Xiaobei" had already spoken:

"Hello everyone, ah, my name is Tang Dongshan, after I retired from the army, I opened a security company, did private security, and also contracted armed escort or something, and occasionally played games to relieve boredom! Hey, can you advertise here? ”

Exercise......

Huang Ziwen had a feeling called sudden realization in his heart.

The hostess smiled and didn't speak, she looked at Huang Ziwen, who could only speak hard:

"Hello everyone, I'm Sherlock Hook and my job is ......"

He pondered: "Freelancing. ”

"Okay, then I have a question I want to ask our Mr. Tang Dongshan, which is also a question that many fans are discussing in the barrage now, why do you want to use the image of Tang Xiaobei to play games?"

Tang Dongshan touched his head, and smiled: "This, in fact, this number was registered by my daughter, and she also got this villain, but her grades this semester are not good, so I won't let her play, she is clamoring for something to draw the internal test qualification, and there may be a reward or something for playing, so I promised to help her play, and I will return it to her when her grades go up." ”

The hostess's face was a little stiff: "This, our game cabin is personally bound, you ...... There shouldn't be a way to give her an account that has already earned attribute points. ”

"Huh? And what's going on? ”

Tang Dongshan was stunned, and was about to say something more, when the hostess hurriedly took control of the scene and said, "Okay, then Mr. Huang Ziwen next, please share with us your experience in the game!" ”

Huang Ziwen pursed his lips, pondered for a while, and slowly opened his mouth:

"The country created by my character is called Simeng."

"This is a country with a Chinese style, and after Tang Xiaobei and I created the characters, I found that I was born on the border of this country."

"As soon as we started the game, we met a very dramatic NPC whose emotional AI was very real, almost exactly like a real person except for a fixed break period."

"He is the team leader of a sect construction site, and soon we received the task of building a building on the construction site, and the players of Simeng were called by us through various channels and also came here."

"At first, we just worked together to build the building, but later we found out that as the project was completed, this NPC taught us the skills of fighting!"

"And when our project is completed, the game also opens up the event of the emperor's inspection of the project, we get the reward of the emperor, and we also have the opportunity to enter the army and security organs of the Simeng country, ah, of course, we also see the princess in the video."

"However, just as we were trying our best to improve the fortifications and sit in the final preparations, this building encountered what seemed to be the sabotage of the neighboring country - the Principality of West Asia, and we found out that many of the NPCs we were familiar with in the previous construction site incident were spies and undercover agents, and all the players fought together with the NPCs to fight the enemy and protect the fortifications we had poured our heart and soul into."

"We fought the enemy, and the desperate enemy summoned a huge magical beast, and the player at this stage is not its opponent, so he can only resist the pressure and delay time."

"In the end, the monster was killed by a high-level guardian of the country of Simeng, the battle ended, and the reward was settled, and we realized that the hearty battle was the first copy known to Simeng."

"As the first batch of closed beta players who have cleared the dungeon, we also received a reminder that our closed beta ID will be engraved on the monument next to this building, and the public beta server will be launched later, and it will also be admired by everyone, which is truly engraved in the history of this game!"

The more Huang Ziwen spoke, the more excited he became, and by the time he finished speaking, everyone on the main stage, the hostess, and the two players who had created characters in other countries had opened their mouths.

"Good...... Yes, very, very exciting, let's take a look at the barrage interaction...... The director stopped the barrage, and the brush was too fast......"

The hostess stammered, and at this moment, the lights on the main stage suddenly dimmed, the big screen behind them lit up, and the sound effects of the game sounded in the stereo.

"What's going on?" The staff asked anxiously.

"The guest spoke out of time, and he went directly to the national PV."

"So what to do, stop, turn the lights back on?"

"Don't, I see that the barrage is already on fire, and people have been adding it, let's put it first!"

The lights were all turned off, and everyone's eyes were focused on the big screen.

Opening.

A man's voice rings out in the narration, and his gasps sound weak and tired:

"Who am I?"

In the darkness, candles lit up.

The camera zooms out, and the candles are held by two soldiers wearing the armor of the Simeng National Soldiers, and behind them, two people in the same black and red armor walk out of the darkness carrying a longbow one person high.

This is a heavy, old-fashioned bow.

The longbow was placed on a dark wooden table, firmly grasped by one hand.

The skin of that hand, though a little old, was still strong and covered with scars.

The scene switches, and under the cover of night, Yutai Fu stood in the middle of an empty school field, wearing a full set of armor from the head of the National Soldiers Department, and his posture was as straight as a sword.

The longbow was held in his hand, and he took a deep breath, slowly raised the longbow, and reached out two fingers from his right hand and buckled it on the bowstring.

The picture goes out and becomes dark.

The beat of the snare drum sounded, and the atmosphere became restless and eager.

A scarlet light up, the camera cuts to the palace, the narration switches begin to speed up, speed up, and several characters are quickly edited, accompanied by drums and roars, and the scene unfolds before the player's eyes.

"Your Highness thinks that why do you have to be the king of this country?"

Wen Yongxing's voice, in the picture, he was sitting in front of a man, and he spoke awe-inspiringly.

"Your Highness, Ning Yun is a courtier first, and then a woman, you must not kneel!"

Jiang Ningyun's voice, she knelt in front of the same man with extremely upright etiquette, meticulous.

“…… Do you want Kerr? ”

Jiang Keyin's voice, in the dark dormitory, she leaned over beside the man and whispered softly.

"What is it that makes His Highness so worried, why don't you tell Hanqing about it? Although Hanqing doesn't have much knowledge, he is always very good at listening to people. ”

Chi Hanqing's voice, she sat in front of a table of exquisite meals, holding the man's hand.

"The little red bean can be seen, and there must be someone who can see it too."

Little Red Bean gently stroked the shocking palm prints on her face, but smiled at the man next to her.

"Assassinating the Son of Heaven in broad daylight, bullying the king, treason, and rebellion, this captain should ambush the rebel thief with the power of the rest of the department, and punish your nine clans to prove the way of heaven!"

Lee Jae held the black and gold order of the rest of the ministry and stood in front of the man with a sword.

Knock knock knock!

"Hah!"

The drum beat sounded like rain, and in the most dense moment, accompanied by the majestic crowd of people in the background, it suddenly stopped!

The opening narration resounded again in the darkness:

"I'm not from the church, I'm not from the Grand Duke, I'm not from West Asia, I'm not anybody you know."

The previously edited footage regressed rapidly, and all the shots lit up again at a different angle.

The man opposite Wen Yongxing, the man who knelt down and worshipped Jiang Ningyun.

Jiang Keyin leaned over, Chi Hanqing cared, Xiao Hongdou was grateful, and Li Zai guarded.

Han Dongwen's figure stood up.

Knock knock!

The drum beat sounded again, and the music picked up again, only this time it was the scenery of the principality of West Asia that appeared in the picture.

"In order to take care of these families who have relatives who are still in Aquila City across Morn Mountain, Sia hopes to deepen cooperation with Simeng."

Grand Duke Tilda clasped his hands and looked at Han Dongwen contemptuously.

"The end of the knowledge, I see, the king of the seven senses."

The picture flashed, and Wang Zigao, who was wearing a white cat mask, raised his hand to shatter the picture, and Han Dongwen fell into it.

"If this is the case, all the West Asian thieves captured in my Simeng territory will be executed by death, hang their corpses on the star boat, float in the whole area of Tharis, and when the star boat sails back to Aquila City, the thieves will be beheaded and exposed on the city wall, a hundred miles of blood river, and the gate will be open, so that all the West Asian citizens who have stepped into the Simeng border will be admired!"

Han Dongwen roared angrily, the green tendons on his neck were already highlighted, and with the passionate drum beat and soundtrack, his anger almost overflowed the screen!

"You want Aquila City? I sent it to you, along with the dozens of corpses on this star boat, and the resentment of the people of Simeng all over the city! ”

He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Si Meng.

"You, want, got, get, up?!"

The drumbeat is gone.

The music is gone.

The picture is gone.

The sound seemed to echo over the stage, and in the darkness, the candlelight came on again.

The figure of Taifu reappeared, his right hand had already drawn the bowstring, but it was an empty bow without arrows.

His eagle-like eyes looked at the endless night sky, with a solemn face, and he said in a deep voice:

"A hundred years of the world, the four seas are full of life, the nine dragons are singing, and the arrows are falling ghosts!"

The scarlet electric light condensed, the sky changed, and the clouds in the night sky lined up, as if to make way for the bow.

The bowstring of the Nine Dragons Bow lit up with a dazzling red electric light, condensing into an arrow visible to the naked eye!

"Bully, out!"

Like the thunder of the Nine Heavens, the red arrow broke through the sky, almost illuminating the entire Simeng sky!

The picture dimmed for the last time, and the narrator's voice sounded again, a little weak, but extremely determined:

"I am the king of this Simeng."

An ancient and ancient salute sounded, and a fire emerged from the darkness, and in this black background, two Chinese characters were burned through the back of the paper:

Si Mong.

——————

"Mom? Slow down! ”

The temperature in the room was not warm, and Porta was folding the laundry, when he looked up and saw his mother walking out against the wall, he hurriedly put down the work in his hand and stepped forward to help, surprised and happy and said, "You...... You don't cough anymore? Got out of bed with the strengths? ”

His mother's face was a little pale, but she still looked at him with a smile: "A few days ago, I drank the very bitter medicine you brought back, and I felt better. ”

"It's a ......"

Bota jumped up excitedly, and he hurriedly looked up at a portrait of the god hanging on the wall: "This is really the blessing of the gods, great, great!" ”

The mother smiled and rubbed Porta's hair: "This is not only the blessing of the gods, but also the credit of the doctor who prescribed the medicine, right?" Which great doctor did you find? ”

"I ......"

Porta looked back at his mother: "It's not a doctor, it's one, a princess......"

"What did you say?" The mother was stunned and asked puzzled.

Porta told her about the day she was fired from her job at the winery, and her mother couldn't believe it.

"So, that medicine was given to me by the princess of Simeng, and I'll let you try it."

He looked at his mother embarrassedly, only to see her sighing, looking up at the window, and muttering:

"Simeng...... Your dad would be happy if he knew. ”

Porta stood still and did not speak.

After a long silence, the mother showed a somewhat weak smile: "It's so noisy and there are a lot of people outside today, what's the matter?" ”

Porta turned her head to look out the window: "Today is the last day of the king of Simeng's visit to West Asia, and the Great Justice has taken them on a tour of the diocese." ”

The normally quiet streets were crowded with people.

Under the snowy clear skies, the sun shines on the wide Fallion Street, and the snow melts to reveal a neat black cinder asphalt pavement.

If you've ever seen a clear sky after snow, you know it's clearer than usual.

The sky is bluer and the clouds are whiter.

Even the Bailan Mountain that can be seen in the distance looks even more majestic.

The people of West Asia, the Simeng people in West Asia, all kinds of people wore all kinds of clothes, pale in the sun, and stood excitedly on both sides of the road, looking at the Simeng king and the Grand Duke of West Asia walking together.

"Grand Duke!"

"Grand Duke!"

They were apparently mainly coming to see the Grand Duke, and the crowd chanted Tilda's name and praised her for leading the Principality to prosperity step by step.

There are also Simeng faces shouting, calling for the King of Simeng to give up Aquila City so that the families who have been torn apart by the war can be reunited.

"Let's reunite our families!"

"Sell more things, Simeng!"

"King of Simeng, let the people of Simeng also obey the teachings of the gods!"

There are a lot of people, a hundred, a thousand voices.

In the middle of Felien Street, Han Dongwen, who was walking well, slowed down a little, glanced at the sea of people, and listened to the huge waves composed of shouts.

"What's wrong, Han?"

Tilda on the side asked softly.

Han Dongwen closed his eyes, raised his head and took a deep breath of dry and cold air.

After a long time, he spoke slowly:

"I'm learning your West Asian prayers."

"Pray? Why? ”

Han Dongwen opened his eyes and looked at the clear sky with blue sky and white clouds:

"Because of the rest of the road, I can only walk carefully."

[Volume 1: Cracks and Palace Walls, End]

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