After someone else's kitten agreed to the application of "AO", it didn't take long to find that the new video had been uploaded to the personal mailbox.

He didn't pay much attention to it. After all, in this era, due to the popularity of AI, it has largely led to the decline or even disappearance of some middle and low-level occupations.

For example, basic accounting work, low-level artist work, and so on.

But that's clearly not the reason why HumanSyndicate doesn't use AI.

For example, the short video of the kitten this time, the series of AI-generated illustrations at the beginning of "White Screening", if it was changed to the era before the establishment of the Human Union, the cost of asking the artist to draw these illustrations would cost tens of thousands of yuan.

The most important thing is that many illustrators with poor drawing skills are not good at drawing, not to mention money, and waste a lot of time and energy, and cannot get the effect they want.

But now you can do it with just a few clicks, so why not?

He heard that there are a number of advanced AIs in the human consortium, and after occupying enough supercomputing power, they can almost completely abandon routine and repetitive related work, and achieve a medium and high degree of completion in the shortest possible time.

The "AO" that can support "Nether Gate" is obviously one of them.

After all...... Not every high-level AI can claim to be an "intelligent brain", and only when the supercomputing power that supports AI reaches the standard, can AI obtain the title of intelligent brain given by the human association.

For example, in the country where you are located, the most famous wisdom brain is "Tianchi Lingguang", like more kittens do not know about the wisdom of the brain, they are more deeply involved in some more hidden and complex fields.

"Nether Gate" is almost an epoch-making game, and it is normal to have a brain to control it, even if it is not understandable.

It is normal for there to be more black technology in military-to-civilian products.

But......

It all went on until she saw the video from her personal mailbox.

After the kitten finished watching the latest version of the video, he slowly removed the connector of the game cabin, and the translucent hatch slowly lifted, and he got up and leaned quietly on the hatch, unable to calm down for a long time.

"What is this promotional video, and is there any necessary connection to the thing I made before?"

He sighed softly and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at Fan Hu.

"It's a bit noisy today!"

The little kitten, who has never had much feeling for emotional flow works, only feels empty in her heart at this time.

He unhurriedly opened several websites such as Xiaopo Station, and after some operations, uploaded the latest videos that had been corrected by Zhinao to accounts on various platforms.

When the video on the last platform was successfully uploaded, the kitten first sighed, and then showed a sickly smile on her face: "From now on, let the world feel the pain!" ”

……

Nasilia unhurriedly removed the connector, slowly moved to her feet in the custom-made game pod, yawned a little sleepy, and pulled a can of coffee beans from the closet.

The spacious living room has a small bar counter with a manual coffee grinder on the bar that looks a bit retro.

Probably because of the long friction and touch, the wooden handle of the coffee machine has a unique sheen, and the delicate and small speaker next to it plays a soothing and melodious faintness.

Nasilia enjoys the feeling of living slowly in the fast-paced times.

She listened to the old songs playing on the stereo, and felt the smooth and bitter taste of the freshly brewed handmade coffee between her lips and teeth, with a comfortable expression on her face.

"The UP master you pay attention to "other people's kittens" update pull!"

Nasilia, who was drinking coffee, was stunned for a moment, got up and turned down the sound of the stereo on the side.

She's a fan of kittens, and she started paying attention to this UP master quite a long time ago.

With a sound of a guitar with a touch of sadness and memory, the picture freezes on the little Kyle sitting on the swing looking at the backs of the other children in the school, and the succubus's little tail hangs on the ground very unrelentingly, showing that its owner is very lost.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the floor of the academy, stained red with grass and wooden stakes.

As soon as the perspective switches, he is in front of little Kyle.

He hung his head, his eyes were a little gloomy and pitiful, his fingers were tightly grasping the rope of the swing, and there was an indescribable loss in his eyes.

I could vaguely hear the whispering of the parents pulling the children.

"What are you doing? Didn't you tell you not to play with him? He's going to suck you dry! ”

"Hey, isn't that the kid?"

"yes, he's the ......"

Kyle's eyes on the swing are reddish.

As soon as the picture turned, at Kyle's house, the little succubus grabbed the corner of his father's clothes, and there was no trace of gloom: "Hey, Anthony, hurry up and take me to practice magic!" ”

"Don't 'hey' 'hey' ah! Don't you know that your father and I are a great man? Anthony said this to Kyle with a little pride on his face, as if he wanted to get praise from his own child.

It was a scene that made people smile.

But on the guitar, which was becoming more and more melancholy and low, the corners of Nasilia's raised mouth twitched and fell again.

After all, she knew it wasn't a happy story.

The picture ignores Nasilia's melancholy, like a time roller still going on.

Anthony quietly asked someone to sew a simple mage costume with a lion print

Anthony, who had quietly sealed the mage's clothes in Kyle's closet, had a smile on his face.

He always wanted the child to be happier, even if it was only a little bit of happiness.

Time seems to have passed a little more, and Kyle looks like he's grown up a bit.

"Father, come with me to the Spell Society next time! I want to practice the Frozen Aura again! ”

At that time, when Anthony was tired and came home, he saw Kyle's expectant eyes, and he squatted down before the armor was removed, and rubbed his little head helplessly:

"Forgive me, Kyle, next time!"

"Good! Be sure to take me with you next time. ”

As soon as the music pauses, "May Rain" opens at 00:16, with kagura bells swaying, violins, shamisen, shakuhachi, and drums chasing after the past.

"Kyle, there's a lot more to tell you......"

"I really want to live with you......"

"Thank you for making me a mother and thank you for making Anthony a father......"

In the black screen, a gentle female voice with a crying voice sounded, the voice became weaker and weaker, and before Nasilia could savor it, the picture had shifted to Anthony, the evil god slayer who had descended from the Sage.

Blood-stained armor, ruined walls, corpses everywhere you look.

Nasilia could only see the blood-red mana spreading through the cracks in Anthony's armor, covering his back.

The sun was like rage, the shattered greatsword, the lion-like blonde hair of the exhausted knight was blown by the strong wind, and launched the last charge of his life.

"Ahem~"

"My son."

"You grew up in Iber."

"You eat food from the land of Ingylens."

"Drink the water from the southeast river."

"Your life is inseparable from humanity and the people of Iber."

"You're an Eber, and you're a citizen of an Eber."

"The blood knows where you come from, and the heart knows where you go."

"Don't be toyed with by the power itself, let alone reject it, but muster up the courage to master it."

The blood-colored sun wheel sank heavily into the Flesh Mountains.

The flesh and blood of the evil god descended from the gods were eroded by the scorching mana at this moment.

When everything returned to silence, Anthony, whose eyes were already in a trance, watched as snowflakes fell on his armor, dragging his heavy body onto the griffin.

The winged griffon let out a bloody wail, leading him through the snowy mountains and rivers, rivers and lakes.

Until he finally collapsed in front of his comrades.

"Anthony?" The muzzle of the Lionheart's imposing magical rifle was raised, aiming at his former comrades.

"Encirclement and suppression...... Failure, they ~ cough cough, contaminated. Anthony, who could no longer remember that he had finished the evil god, had a wandering look in his eyes, which was a symptom of his highly polluted spirit.

"What about you?"

"I~ bring the information back, the information is ......" Before the words fell, Anthony, who had completely lost his mind, snorted, and a large amount of electric light burst out from his helmet.

Then the iron fist slammed down on his head, the armor-piercing cone snapped in, and the roar of the magic rifle accompanied the sadness on the knight's face, and the white shawl was stained red with splashes of blood.

The camera zooms out, and a splash of blood flies out of the spiral tower, past the long moonlight, and continues to fall in the air.

With the capture of the camera, the tip of the iceberg of the royal capital of Ingylene was lifted.

Low bungalows, slums......

Kasbah, Baroque complexes, spiral towers......

In the midst of the mourning, there was a faint conversation between the Lionheart Knights.

"The encirclement failed?"

"No, Anthony, they succeeded, and before Lionheart could pass, the hatched exotic gods had been repatriated—at the cost of the death of the entire Lionheart Knight of the 11th Iron Cross."

"According to the [Lionheart Knight's Treaty], after he found out that he might be infected, he should not return to the territory, he should wait in place to be dealt with."

"Because his children ......"

"Huh?"

"The kid that the succubus brought over, the one who is now working as a librarian at the Secret Scroll Mage Academy."

"No wonder...... Wait until the evil erupts in the same place, his Sanctuary Crystals will be directly polluted, come back and let us kill them, at least leave something for that little succubus......"

There was a dull sound of flesh tearing, as if someone had dug up something, and Nasilia felt her heart twitch and her face look sad.

"He's a good father!"

"He's a good knight too. Go ahead, Fawkes, give the kid something and let him absorb it as soon as possible......"

"Wait, what about you, Captain? Where are you going? ”

"I especially want to kill people today, especially those cultists. Fawkes, you're going to get Anthony's Sanctuary Core to that kid safely. ”

"What's his name?"

"Kyle, Kyle D. Hyloise, a good boy. ”

The drop of blood fell on the lawn, and next to the splashed blood, a gust of wind blew, and a flower quietly bloomed.

As soon as the picture turned, in the spacious living room, Fawkes's face was actually red, and he wanted to say something but couldn't say it, but Kyle, the lord who was extremely familiar to countless players, said:

"Father, are you brave on the battlefield above?"

Nasilia only felt suffocated in her breath, and only felt that her heart was in great distress.

Before she could think about it, the sad background music began to rise and fall, and in the moonlit room, the succubus's little peach tail opened and swallowed the Sanctuary crystal.

His eyes lost their highlights, like an empty doll.

"Father...... a tear quietly crossed, and his pale face gradually became normal.

Nasilia suddenly realizes a problem: if he could, Kyle would probably be the last person he wanted to recover.

Unable to extricate herself from the knife, she opened her mouth, only to feel the pain in her heart.

Fortunately, the faint sadness gradually disappeared, and a burst of relaxed and lively music pulled back Nasilia, who was about to lose the highlight of his eyes.

In the tavern, the young lord stood before his faithful knight and said in a loud voice:

"Jonathan, look up."

The loyal knight looked up at the young lord.

"There was once a respectable elder who said to her young daughter. The Great Supreme Creator created people of different identities, perhaps just because they felt that it was too monotonous to have only one color on the wall.

Perhaps the Supreme Creator created people with different identities and appearances to make us appreciate the true beauty in their true form, and the aesthetics of the nobility is to shelter their own people.

Then I ask you, are you my people? ”

The knight craned his neck and said in a resolute voice, "It is my honor to serve Lancaster, I mean, no doubt yes." ”

The young lord replied and asked, "Have you ever committed something that violates the public order and good customs of the territory and the laws and regulations?" ”

"Never." The knight replied.

"Then why are you lowering your head!"

The lord said so earnestly: "What sin is it that thou hast made no mistake, and thou hast offered courage and faith to thy lord, and thou hast never deviated from it, never forgotten it?" ”

For some reason, Nasilia was a little envious of the knight.

As the cheerful and relaxing music gradually enters the final chorus, the picture suddenly brightens up.

An idyllic cottage in Lancaster.

The communicative inhabitants of the town of Titan.

Sweaty rangers on the border.

He even saw quite a few players, including himself glimpsing and weaving through the alleys.

In the end, the scene freezes on Kyle, who is constantly shuttling through the forest and harvesting corrupt treants and shadow wolves like a walk in the air.

That scene was so picturesque!

Welcome to the Gates of the Nether, My Warrior

A line of subtitles popped up, and Nasilia looked at the scene in confusion.

"Gone? Gone? What about below! Kitty, you've done all the bad things, what's next!? ”

……

In fact, there is not just one player screaming like Nasilia now, after this video was released, it quickly went out of the circle at an astonishing speed, and in a short period of time, it became popular all over the Internet!