perturbed.
disturbed.
My heart felt like it had skipped a beat, and it felt like there was a small drum beating.
Little Hongdou experienced all the above feelings in an instant.
Want to go to bed?
She seemed to have accidentally swallowed a mouthful of very hot soup, feeling choked and hot from her neck to her heart.
All because of what Han Dongwen said.
"When you are on duty, you can sleep in the wing of the dormitory."
His Highness said so.
Doesn't this mean that she is required to sleep with you?
Xiao Hongdou was so anxious that she wanted to say something, but couldn't.
What to say?
Not ready yet?
Isn’t everything that you have done and learned since entering the palace just for preparation?
Hundreds of thoughts, thousands of words, but really no words can be said.
"Obey, obey."
She hesitated for a long time before she could speak out.
Han Dongwen wanted to be bolder and let Xiao Hongdou make some noises like sleeping at night, but now her face had turned red like a persimmon, and it was hard to say anything else.
After looking at each other in silence for a long while, Han Dongwen spoke awkwardly.
"By the way, Xiaohongdou."
"Your Highness, please speak."
"After a while, when I'm not so nervous anymore, you can go out to the palace with me again and buy some things to supplement the money you gave me last time."
"……yes."
Han Dongwen complained in his heart, feeling that this was much harder than he thought.
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it's getting dark.
Huang Ziwen worked all day. When he came home and opened the forum, the "Que Yin" section had been flooded with posts. The level of activity far exceeded any previous day, including when the PV was released.
There is no doubt that those who have qualified for the closed beta are enthusiastic players. Almost all of them have published their gaming experiences, arousing the curiosity of all those who have not yet been able to play the game.
[Join the pirates on the first day of closed beta and live stream the robbery tonight! ]
[Compilation of internal beta events: Vow to be the best swordsman in the entire server]
[I have only played the game for one day and am already wanted by the church]
[I, Taka Indiscriminate Ripper! After you get out of jail in the game, continue]
[Just bought some cloth, will play for a while before opening]
[The worst anchor: the closed beta was mummified in the desert]
Many people have more time than Huang Ziwen, and they also broadcast closed beta content in the game during the day.
Logically speaking, the copyright of the game video should belong to "Que Yin", and the video of the internal testing session should not allow players to start a live broadcast so easily. This is why Huang Ziwen chose to record it.
But now it seems that the officials of "Que Yin" want to attract more traffic and do not supervise them.
Huang Ziwen got excited, opened his forum account, and prepared to hang up the live broadcast and start streaming.
Others can broadcast it, but why can’t I?
"Buzz..."
A slight vibration came from his wrist. Huang Ziwen lowered his head and looked at his smart bracelet, which flashed a string of words representing the office.
He suddenly collapsed on the chair like a deflated rubber ball.
After a while, he clicked on the conversation prompt on the bracelet, took out his headphones and put them on.
"Hey, leader."
"Ah, yes, I'll get the data after doing it tomorrow."
"Don't you want it only on Friday?"
Huang Ziwen's eyes gradually became dull. He listened to the leader's words coming from the earphones, nodded mechanically, and repeated: "Yes, okay."
"You come back and finish it now, and we will produce the data tonight!"
The tone of the leader on the other end of the earphone was very calm, as if he was proposing a trivial initiative: "Young people, work hard, what can you do if you don't work hard? It's the age to endure hardship!"
Before he could say anything, the smart session was hung up.
Huang Zi's bra was a little stuffy. He glanced at his live broadcast room and saw that some netizens had already seen him start the broadcast and were posting comments on the black screen.
"Where's the anchor?"
"Hurry up, I just want to find an anchor who can watch the plot."
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
He cleared his throat, lit a cigarette tiredly, and typed in his voice while trembling in the light blue smoke:
The anchor is working overtime tonight and will not be broadcasting for the time being.
Huang Ziwen paused, looked at the barrages that popped up from time to time, and bit his lip.
After a while, he deleted what he had entered, lowered his head and tapped his bracelet.
"Hello?"
"Leader, it's me, actually..."
Huang Ziwen took a deep breath and brewed his feelings.
"Actually, I had a physical examination two days ago and the result was that my stomach wasn't feeling well."
"Why do you have a bad stomach? You young people are too squeamish and don't eat healthily! Can you cook for yourself? You still have to cook for yourself. Get up an hour early in the morning and make a good lunch for yourself. Isn’t it possible…”
What he said made Huang Ziwen a little funny. He coughed twice and interrupted the leader:
"Boss, the doctor said it might be, this, stomach cancer."
"..."
There are only a few diseases that have not been conquered by science.
The other person was speechless, and a snicker appeared on Huang Ziwen's face.
"So, my boss, I want to check again tonight and do some tests. I really can't pass it."
"……okay, I get it."
With a beep, the call was interrupted by the other party.
Huang Ziwen took a long breath, took a deep sip from the cigarette in his hand, made fists with both hands, and smashed the ceiling that he imagined appeared above his head like a heavy weight.
"Wuhu!"
He stood up excitedly, took off his coat and lay down in the game cabin.
The device starts.
"Welcome back, Sherlock Hook."
The pleasant sound sounded in his ears like the sound of nature, and he turned on the voice push stream: "Brothers, start it!"
Suiyou was overjoyed to finally see the picture, and the number of viewers increased visibly.
Sherlock Hook smiled and answered the barrage's questions while loading the game.
"What profession? There is no profession. Well, the game seems to have no profession. Anyway, the anchor has not seen anyone choosing a profession now."
"My neighbor got the specialization? What do you mean, is it a profession?"
"If the host chooses a male or female account, it must be a male account. This is in the first person. The female account is too awkward."
"What do you mean by not watching the male number leave? What do you mean by leaving!"
In the midst of a happy interaction, white light flashed, and Sherlock Hook's vision returned to the Han Ying Sect.
It was night, and the work shed was already full of contractors who were changing shifts, and the escort team, including Sherlock Hook, should be gathering outside the work shed.
"Anchor is still playing dust in the game?"
There was a barrage saying so.
Sherlock Hook had no choice but to emphasize that he was participating in the escort and was by no means an escort.
"Why did you come?"
A pleasant voice sounded, and Sherlock Hook looked down. It was Tang Xiaobei who was no taller than his shoulders, looking at him with his hands on his hips.
"Fuck, online dating for internal testing?"
"No, no, no, there are still people who think that there are beautiful girls who can date online, right?"
Sherlock Hook felt helpless and raised his hand to wave to Tang Xiaobei:
"Well, I'm live broadcasting."
Tang Xiaobei nodded nonchalantly and pulled him to where the escort team was preparing. She already carried a large hammer in her hand, which seemed to be as tall as herself.
Da Bian and Uncle Kun's understanding of this little girl is very simple - she is a genius with spiritual roots!
The people around him were already standing in order, and Han Dongwen, the Emperor's No. 1 machine, had already brought a large box, which was filled with weapons that had been transferred from the inner door and could be used for the time being.
"Everyone chooses what they are good at. Our main defense this time is the beasts running down Bailan Mountain!"
Han Dongwen himself had thrown away the original hatchet. Among the weapons eliminated from the inner gate were two short-sided daggers of the right length, no longer than the forearm. He took a fancy to them and held them in his hands first.
[Standard dagger]
[Casting: Hanyingzong]
[describe:
A dagger commonly used in martial arts, short and sharp.
The weapons that the inner disciples of the Hanying Sect often used for training were secretly sharpened.
In narrow close combat, it is probably more useful than a sword. ]
[Correction: Strength F, Agility E]
This means that the bonus the dagger gets from the strength attribute is lower than the agility attribute. In other words, you should try to choose a weapon that complements your main attributes.
Although it only has E-level agility correction and no other special effects, this is already the best thing Han Dongwen can get at the moment.
There are many other hammers, swords and other items in the box, and some of them don’t modify agility at all!
Han Dongwen glanced at the panel for a few times and then closed it. This was different from the player panel of the game. He couldn't see the damage numbers, attack frequency and other information at all.
If you don’t know if it’s easy to use, just try it and see.
This is how selection works in reality!
Sherlock Hook dug around in the box and only picked out an unimaginative iron sword and stuck it on his waist, which made everyone sigh.
The cart was ready, and a Dosbo behemoth was secured. Han Dongwen looked at Uncle Kun, turned around, waved at the five or six NPCs and two players standing in front of him, and shouted loudly: "Let's go! "
