In the realm of the king of the seven senses.

Han Dongwen was lying on the platform made of surging mist, and Huang Zigao stood beside him, clasping his arms without saying a word.

It's been about an hour, and I don't know what method Gao used, the flesh and blood on Han Dongwen's body that was constantly surging and growing finally stopped being restless.

Hair and flesh gradually fell off his body like mud.

"How does it feel to have a life back?"

Gao hugged his hands, and his tone finally returned to flatness.

Han Dongwen, who was lying flat, slowly turned his head sideways, and his breathing was still a little heavy:

"That's it...... Is that it? ”

"At least I can't die."

Gao shrugged his shoulders, looked down at Han Dongwen, and his tone was a little more serious:

"Tell me, what's going on?"

It's still coming.

Han Dongwen chuckled in his heart, he hadn't thought about how much he should tell the truth to Huang Zigao.

The other party's purpose and position are completely unclear, and they will save themselves, just because they still have a role to play at the moment.

“…… It's a drop. ”

Han Dongwen pondered for a moment and replied.

"What is the situation in Simeng, compared to His Royal Highness the Prince, you also know that there is really no one in your hands who can rest assured."

"Fortunately, I also have a spell called a human puppet, which can set off on my behalf and secretly send the descending object you said out of Simeng."

Han Dongwen said as he looked at Huang Zigao.

He couldn't remember the first time he couldn't see Gao's expression and felt that the mask setting was a great weapon to hide his thoughts.

Did he believe it?

No matter what the order is, at least when the mutation suddenly happened, it was indeed the human puppet who came out of Simeng with the "descending" Yunpo sword.

Han Dongwen hastily finished the scene he saw in the church, skipped how he participated in it, and only focused on the sudden mutation of the Holy Grail in the priest's hand, the Yunpo sword was almost robbed, and then Tilda was one against three.

Fortunately, the puppet was obviously not the focus of Gao's concern, he held his chin and muttered for a moment, and suddenly waved his hand to the right of his body, as if he wanted to grab something out of the air.

Unfortunately, nothing happened.

"...... this?"

Han Dongwen was stunned, and Gao's tone remained unchanged:

"I'm looking for Tilda, and I'm failing."

Failed?

"What do you mean, is she ......?"

Han Dongwen became nervous all of a sudden, her own descendant, Simeng's immortal gift was still in her hands, could it be that this female archduke, who was known as a one-person rival country, was really planted in the hands of the three people in the church?

"Rest and recuperate."

Wang Zigao said lightly, and Han Dongwen was silent.

There are many more things he wants to ask Gao, and it is obvious that Gao has not said anything about what the effect of the drop is at all.

This thing is not just not a decoration, it obviously has a great effect!

But could he possibly say?

As a legendary thing used to resist Taka, like a seal, it would be a fantasy if Gao explained it clearly.

Han Dongwen thought for a moment, and could only ask:

"What should I do next, won't the two falling objects be found now?"

Gao's mood was naturally not good, he didn't answer Han Dongwen's words, he only paced a few steps anxiously in place with his hands behind his back.

"You just said that the flesh and blood that came out of the Holy Grail has a mouth, and it can still speak?"

He asked a little anxiously, and Han Dongwen nodded.

"The people of the Principality of West Asia, who call that thing their lord?"

"That's right, that's what the Church of God has always called their gods."

Han Dongwen replied as he noticed that Gao inadvertently clenched his fists.

He got angry, or made up his mind and why?

"I'll come back to see you later."

After being silent for a long time, Gao coldly dropped this sentence, and his figure suddenly turned into a gray cloud and disappeared from the realm of the Seven Consciousness Heart King.

The whole space returned to silence, and Han Dongwen was like a burning candle, and the flesh and blood on his body slowly peeled off and disappeared.

He pondered the day's upheaval, and at the same time, somewhere deep in his heart, there was another worry that was hidden.

Little red bean she ...... Can you help yourself keep this on?

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"Smack!"

Before the camera was turned on, Huang Ziwen took out the lighter and lit a cigarette, bit it in his mouth, and muttered:

"Wait a minute, the anchor will order a mosquito coil and then start broadcasting."

From losing his job to being hired by the production company of "But Yin" for some reason, the changes in his life seem to be unpredictable, and he can only cross the river by feeling the stones.

At the moment, he is only rummaging through the videos left by various streamers during the game's closed beta every day, intending to find out what story this game tells.

And this process, he put it in the live broadcast room, and it seems that the company does not interfere with him.

It's just that there is so much content in the internal test, and the amount of information is too little, and Huang Ziwen has looked for it a few times, but there is really no new medicine, and the popularity of the live broadcast room is naturally not as good as before.

Most of those who stayed were like-minded people who had a natural spirit of research on things like "setting", and everyone often exchanged their conjectures in the live broadcast room.

There was one exception.

Since the internal test became famous together, Huang Ziwen exchanged contact information with "Tang Xiaobei".

In his opinion, perhaps because of the relationship between opening his own small company in reality, Tang Xiaobei was born with an aura of slashing legends together as brothers.

Huang Ziwen doesn't have many friends, and he is always very happy to meet such a friend.

In Tang Xiaobei's view, Huang Ziwen, that is, Sherlock Hook, in Tang Xiaobei's own words, "has a mouth that can be horned".

Although he himself doesn't care about the plot, if Sherlock Hook's research can take his brothers to get a piece of the pie, it will naturally be a great thing in the game.

Therefore, Tang Xiaobei is also quite bold, often going to Huang Ziwen's live broadcast room to brush a few rewards, and then chatting a few idle sentences and not staying for a long time - he doesn't care about those plot things.

[Brother, did you get the message!] ]

Accompanied by the exclusive barrage prompt of the first brother on the list, Huang Ziwen unexpectedly found that Tang Xiaobei was waiting for him in the live broadcast room for the first time today.

"Huh? What's the news? ”

Huang Ziwen was stunned and immediately asked.

[It is said that the players who have made a reservation are ready to start the server!] ]

Tang Xiaobei then sent a link to the "But Yin" forum, and Huang Ziwen hurriedly clicked on it and read it through.

"What do you mean, it's about to be launched, but it's still a stress test?"

He read it so carefully that he didn't come to his senses until the ash broke and fell on his thigh.

This official announcement of "But Yin" was issued too suddenly, and there was no warm-up, which was very in line with the company's previous marketing operations.

According to the announcement, the game will soon be available for servering, but not fully - players will gradually be able to earn slots to create characters as the server stress tests are underway.

At the same time, due to the consideration of server pressure, the creation of multiple roles is not supported, and will be bound together.

"This ...... That's a bit unwise. ”

Huang Ziwen was confused, which means that whether you can go in and play purely by luck, how can there be a game that works like this?

Wouldn't the later players be unable to catch up with the players who came before them, and could it be that the game doesn't emphasize PvP and ranking so much?

There was originally a scolding under the notice, and some people said that they could also try to play with the top simulation effect in the industry, and some people also moved out the six-character mantra of loving to play and not playing, and then they were immediately beaten as the filial son of the developer, and the entire comment area was noisy and scolded, which made Huang Ziwen have a headache.

[How about let's see if there are any places tomorrow?] ]

Tang Xiaobei proposed this, Huang Ziwen thought for a moment and immediately agreed.

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