The general trend, the general trend of the real world is the cornerstone that affects everything, in the game world, you can cover the princes and generals, the history of virtue is ancient and modern, and the majesty of the ancestors is unlimited.

But in the eyes of the cold consciousness of the game company, which runs the whole world, it is nothing more than a string of data.

Without influencing the game company through a second method other than money, all the player can do is to wail under the various trends of the game company.

The rumbling flames turned into flames that burned throughout the world of swordsmen, countless people who existed in this world

The PCs are scattered in all directions according to the established procedure.

Places of interest that have been handed down for thousands of years have been ruthlessly destroyed, and great rivers have been evaporated by endless flames.

The world is entering a countdown to its demise, accompanied by strings of data deletion and banning.

Pledge to invest in this world of affection, love, righteousness with brothers, hatred with the Rakshasa Master......

All the emotions he put into it have been wiped out under the transformation of the game company.

He was wailing, he was in pain, he was praying, he was doing everything in his power to plead with the world not to be ruthlessly destroyed, and a large number of sincere emails were sent to the official mailboxes of the game companies.

However, in exchange for it, it is only a unified reply format that the game company has already set.

Shaoxia's opinion is known to us, and we are now negotiating with the company's management, please wait for a while......

The relentless and repetitive words kept coming back again as the promised emails were sent.

Under the relentless flames of burning the sky, Xu Promise looked at Yue'er, who was at a loss and didn't know what was going on, and shouted in an extremely sad tone: "Don't!"

Rumble!

As if fate was playing a cruel joke on Promise, a meteorite that fell from the sky directly wiped out Princess Yue'er, who promised to treat her as a treasure, and made everything he had come to naught.

The power of the meteorite landing did not cause the slightest damage to the promises, and as a player, solitary life may be their only privilege when the game company destroys the game world.

However, at this moment, he was eager to give up this privilege, and he kept trying to lift the meteorite that had fallen, but the world-destroying power from the official setting of the game was so weak.

Even if he promised to use the power of his whole body, he still couldn't push the meteorite in front of him in the slightest.

"Call me !!"

The grief was mixed with the sound of crying, and the heart of the promise was like a drifting rain, dripping blood.

At this moment, his heart was extremely painful, and this pain gradually penetrated into his soul with Yue'er's death and the disappearance of everything in the world.

"Please take the young man offline in five minutes, and the swordsman world will be completely closed in five minutes!

Thank you for the company of Shaoxia in the past 12 years, and please continue to pay attention to our company's next game online!

Thanks for the support!"

A cold voice of the goddess sounded in the ears of the promise, this is the creator god of this world, the goddess of the bright moon.

Legend has it that in the myth of this world, it was the goddess of the bright moon who opened up this world from the chaos.

Delineate yin and yang, derive the five elements, shape all things in heaven and earth, and open up this endless and beautiful world.

However, now that all this has lost its meaning, what about the creator god of this world, who is still as fragile as an ant under the reversal of the general trend of game companies.

Bite!

A crisp bell rang, and the promised eyes went black, and suddenly everything disappeared in his senses.

In Blue Rain Games Co., Ltd., several programmers obeyed the orders of the leader and reorganized and deleted the data about the swordsman world.

After all this closure was completed, the programmers of several companies met for afternoon tea.

As for the deletion of the Swordsman world, it was only completed in just a few dozen minutes, and for the people of Blue Feather Games Co., Ltd., this game that has been running for twelve years, it is time for it to come to the end of its life.

Some of them took it for granted, they left without the slightest joy, and some even felt that it was a relief.

Watching an old-fashioned story develop for twelve years, and constantly adding easter eggs for the freshness of players.

It was also a very tiring thing, and now that it was all over, they felt extremely relaxed.

And here in Promise, his consciousness was directly kicked off the line by the game company, but he did not return directly to reality, but was pulled down into the dark universe by Qin Chong.

"Human beings have different joys and sorrows, when you are suffering for the loss of your loved ones, for the loss of the meaning of your existence.

The one who did all this was liberated.

They felt a sense of relaxation, and they even celebrated the end of the mission with a meal and drink!

Do you know why?"

When he promised to kneel in the dark world of the dark universe, the boundless pain in his heart turned into tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

Qin Chong's magnetic voice sounded in Promise's ears, and immediately under Promise's eyes that were almost sad to death.

Qin Chong's figure in a dark golden robe walked out of the boundless darkness, obviously there was no light around him, but he promised to see Qin Chong's appearance.

"Why?"

The voice of the promise said without the slightest emotion, as if it were a dead machine, and all that was left was a shell still panting.

"Because you don't matter!

There's almost no way you can influence the decisions of those game companies!

You don't have the money, you don't have the power, you don't even have the qualifications to walk around on a massive scale in the real world!

It can be described in one sentence, you are just a ghost wandering in this world and not being seen by anyone!

So ask a ghost like you how to make people who don't value you see your state.

So make a difference for your emotional sake!"

Qin Chong's words came out in Promise's ear, like a sharp knife, and the knife was inserted into Promise's already badly injured heart, making the blood flowing from his heart even more intense and angry.

Gamers, outsiders who are not disturbed by the world, freers of the soul who are immersed in another world......

Once upon a time, when the pattern of the game empire was not completely laid out throughout Eurasia, the gamer was a profession that was praised by various words, and in that moment of the gamer's glory, countless funds pooled on them.

These funds drive them to devote their lives to the game world, to which they sell their houses, their land, everything they own.

Just to take a little advantage in that game gold mine, so as to get a bigger achievement.

In this process, some people succeeded, they successfully entered the upper class, and the exchange with those capital predators who occupied various resources flourished.

Their success became a role model for more people to devote all their energy to the gaming world.

So in the midst of this crazy and frenetic episode of the times, the real masterminds behind the scenes made a lot of money, and large areas of land, large mountains and rivers, and large rivers were collected by them in a way that conformed to the law of union.

And in the process, the players who are so fanatical that they put everything into the game world.

All you can gain is inconsequential data, and every game comes to an end.

The once-expensive gaming gear market collapsed in an instant, and these gamers lost everything, as well as their foothold in the real world.

Whereas before they entered the game world just for a rising hope, now they just want their bodies to stay on the streets.

One is poetry and distance, while the other is living.

And it is clear that the promise belongs to the latter, not only to him, but also to his parents, his parents' parents, his parents' parents......

Counting up to nearly eight generations, it's all the latter.

Their existence has been completely abandoned by reality, and only a trace of emotion is left and there is value for people to use.

Game companies can use their feelings for the characters to squeeze the last bit of money out of their hands.

Until the game's data is not enough to support the company's financial investment, it will be easily deleted.

And now, the emotions of people who promise them are no longer important, because they don't have enough money in their hands to make their emotions shine and make those profit-seeking game companies their own value.

Listening to Qin Chong's words that pierced his heart one by one, making the promise's heart drip blood painfully.

The impotent promise of anger said angrily: "I have no value in their eyes!

What should I do?

What can I do?

Why should I do that?'

I've long been a loser!

A loser from birth!"

The promise was filled with a large number of helpless words in the empty dark universe, echoes from all directions repeating the loud words of the promise.

It was as if the onlookers were mocking his incompetence, which made him feel unwilling, but there was no way to vent it.

How to vent?

How to vent?

I don't even know who the object of hatred is, and when I step out of the house, I have to be stared at by countless cameras all the time.

In order to prevent him from stealing other people's property, how can potential criminals make changes.

This is the status quo of promise, a realistic portrayal of anger that cannot change anything.

"You can make a difference, as long as you join us!

We'll give you the power to change!"

Just when Xu Promise fell into an impotent rage because of the heavy blow, Qin Chong's voice sounded in his ears again.

"Will joining you change your fate?

It's ridiculous!"

Regarding Qin Chong's words, no matter how unwilling he was to promise, he was still unwilling to join in.

It's not that he promises not to want to find a way to change, but he doesn't dare to find a way to change anymore.

He had lost everything, and the only thing left was this life, which was worth a lot in the eyes of some people.

"I understand your concerns, but you don't dare to fight for the last one anymore?

Anyway, the result is just a dead word, isn't it good to make your death more valuable?

Besides, our battlefield is not reality, but this almost boundless game world!"

In the middle of a few words, Qin Chong simply dispelled some of the promise's concerns, and instead attracted his attention.

"Our battlefield is a game world?

What does this mean?"

Regarding Qin Chong's words, Xu Yu asked very incomprehensibly.

This is a bit ridiculous, how can the game world be used as a battlefield that affects reality.

This is a bit of a blind spot in the knowledge of promises!