Barrage surged.
"Sherlock Hook? The one who talks the most nonsense?"
"Would you like to wait for the NPC to finish speaking?"
"Isn't this popularity just a matter of brushing up?"
"Nonsense, have you watched his videos from the past two days? The scene was so fucking huge!"
Huang Ziwen took a deep breath and walked onto the stage nervously.
The female host smiled at him. On the sofa next to the host, a bald and muscular man with a round waist was already sitting there, looking at Huang Ziwen with a smile.
"Welcome, Sherlock Hook, welcome, Tang Xiaobei."
The female host guided Huang Ziwen to sit down, but he froze in place.
Tang, Tang Xiaobei?
"Chao, is it the one who pinched a white-haired lolita?"
"Smelting copper, right?"
“I’ve been fooled, I’ve been fooled, I’ve been fooled, I’ve been fooled”
After a while, Huang Ziwen came to his senses and sighed in his heart. It didn't seem to be anything particularly unpredictable.
At the very least, Tang Xiaobei didn't speak in a clipped tone in the game, and he always asked for hugs when he recognized his good brother.
"Welcome both of you."
The female host crossed her legs and sat on the chair. She obviously paid more attention to them than the two previous hosts. She asked with a smile: "Both of you are loyal players of our internal beta. Sherlock Hook is the most popular game anchor on the Internet among the game anchors who live broadcast "Quiet"! Let me say hello to everyone first. I am curious about what kind of experiences you two have besides being players?"
Before Huang Ziwen could think of how to speak, the bald man "Tang Xiaobei" had already spoken:
"Hello everyone, ah, my name is Tang Dongshan. After retiring from the army, I opened a security company, doing private security, and also contracting armed escorts. I occasionally play games to relieve my boredom! Hey, can you advertise?"
Hold……
A feeling called sudden enlightenment emerged in Huang Ziwen's heart.
The female host smiled and said nothing. She looked at Huang Ziwen, who could only bite the bullet and speak:
"Hello everyone, my name is Sherlock Hook and my job is..."
He considered it for a moment: "Freelance job."
"Okay, then I have a question for our Mr. Tang Dongshan. It is also a question that many fans are discussing in the barrage. Why do you want to play games with an image like Tang Xiaobei?"
Tang Dongshan touched his head and chuckled: "Well, actually this account was registered by my daughter, and she also created this villain. But her grades are not good this semester, so I won't let her play. She is noisy." She was yelling about qualifying for the closed beta and that there might be rewards for playing, so I promised to help her play and give it back to her when her results improve."
The female host's face was a little stiff: "Well, our game cabin is bound to an individual. You...should not be able to give her an account that has already obtained attribute points."
"Ah? Is there still such a thing?"
Tang Dongshan was stunned, and just as he was about to say something more, the female host hurriedly controlled the situation and said: "Okay, then Mr. Huang Ziwen will ask you to share your experience in the game with us!"
Huang Ziwen pursed his lips, considered it for a while, and then slowly spoke:
"The country where my character was created is called Simeng."
"This is a country with a Chinese style, and after creating the characters of Tang Xiaobei and I, we found ourselves born on the border of this country."
"After we started the game, we met a very dramatic NPC. His emotional AI was very real and almost exactly like a real person except for the fixed rest time."
"He is the team leader of a sect's construction site. Soon we received the task of building a building at the construction site. The players from Simeng were called by us through various channels and came here."
"At first, everyone just worked together to build the building. Later, we discovered that as the project progressed, this NPC taught us fighting skills!"
"And when our project was completed, the game also opened the event of the emperor inspecting the project. We received rewards from the emperor, and also had the opportunity to enter the military and security organs of the Simeng country. Ah, of course, we also saw the princess in the video .”
"However, just as we tried our best to perfect the fortifications and were making final preparations, the building was sabotaged by spies who seemed to be from a neighboring country - the Principality of West Asia. Only then did we discover that many NPCs we were familiar with in previous construction site incidents were Agents, undercover agents, and all players and NPCs fought together to fight the enemy and protect the fortifications we devoted our efforts to."
"We are fighting with the enemy. The desperate enemy summoned a huge monster. Players at this stage are no match for it and can only resist the pressure and delay."
"In the end, the Warcraft was killed by a high-level guardian of the country Simeng. The battle ended and the rewards were settled. Only then did we realize that the hearty battle just now was the first known copy of Simeng."
"As the first batch of closed beta players to clear the dungeon, we also received a reminder that our closed beta ID will be engraved on the monument next to this building. After the open beta server is launched, it will also be admired by everyone. It's really It’s truly engraved in the history of this game!”
Huang Ziwen became more and more excited as he spoke, and when he finished speaking, everyone on the main stage - the female host and the two players who created characters in other countries had their mouths open.
"Okay... it's very, very exciting. Let's take a look at the barrage interaction... The director will stop the barrage, it's going too fast..."
The female host stammered. 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 rang out from the speakers.
"What's going on?" the staff member asked anxiously.
"The guest's speech timed out and went directly to the national PV."
"Then what should I do? Stop and turn on the lights again?"
"No, I see the barrage has already become popular, people keep adding more, please let it go first, let it go first!"
All the lights went out and everyone's eyes were focused on the big screen.
Opening.
A man's voice sounded in the narration, his breathing sounding weak and exhausted:
"who I am?"
In the darkness, candlelight lit up.
The camera zoomed out, and those holding the candles were two soldiers wearing armor from the Simeng Army. Behind them, two men in black and red armor walked out of the darkness carrying a long bow as tall as one person.
This is a very heavy bow with very ancient grain.
The longbow was placed on a dark wooden table and held firmly in one hand.
Although the skin of that hand was a little old, it was still strong and covered with scars.
The scene changed. Under the night, Tantai Fu stood in the middle of an empty school ground against the light. He was wearing a full set of armor of the National Military Division, and his posture was as straight as a sword.
The long bow was held in his hand. Tantai Fu took a deep breath and slowly raised the long bow. He stretched out two fingers of his right hand and clasped the bow string.
The screen went out and turned into darkness.
The beat of the snare drum sounded, and the atmosphere became restless and eager.
A flash of vermilion lit up, and the camera cut to the palace. The narration began to switch faster and faster. Several characters were quickly edited. Along with drum beats and roar-like chants, scenes were unfolded in front of the player's eyes.
"Why do you think, Your Highness, you have to be the king of this country?"
Wen Yongxing's voice, in the picture, he is sitting upright in front of a man, speaking righteously.
"Your Highness, Ning Yun is a minister first, and a woman later. You must kneel down!"
Jiang Ningyun's voice, she knelt in front of the same man with extremely upright etiquette, and was meticulous.
"...Do you still want Ke'er?"
Jiang Keyin's voice, in the dark bedroom, she leaned next to the man and whispered softly.
"What is it that makes His Highness so worried? Why not tell Hanqing? Although Hanqing is not very knowledgeable, he is always very good at listening to what others say."
Chi Hanqing's voice came out as she sat in front of a table of exquisite meals and held the man's hand.
"Little Hongdou can see it, and there must be others who can see it too."
Little Hongdou gently stroked the shocking palm print on her face, but smiled at the man next to her.
"Assassinating the emperor in broad daylight, deceiving the emperor, treason, and treason, I shall use my official authority to kill the rebels and kill your nine clans to prove the way of heaven!"
Li Zai held the black and gold suspension order and stood in front of the man with his sword.
Boom, boom, boom!
"ha!"
The drumbeats resounded like rain, and at the most intense moment, accompanied by the majestic roar of the crowd in the background, they suddenly stopped!
The opening narration sounded again in the dark scene:
"I'm not from the church, I'm not from the Catholic Church, I'm not from West Asia, I'm not from anyone you know."
The previously edited scenes quickly regressed, and all the lenses changed angles and lit up again.
The man opposite Wen Yongxing, the man Jiang Ningyun knelt down to.
Jiang Keyin leaned over, Chi Hanqing showed concern, Xiao Hongdou felt grateful, and Li Zai protected.
Han Dongwen's figure stood up.
Boom, boom, boom!
The drums sounded again and the music sped up again, but this time what appeared in the picture was the scenery of the Principality of West Asia.
"In order to take care of these families whose relatives are still in Eagle City opposite Morne Mountain, West Asia hopes to cooperate in depth with Simeng."
Grand Duke Tilda crossed her hands and looked at Han Dongwen contemptuously.
"Mana consciousness, I see, the king of seven consciousnesses."
The picture flashed by, and Prince Gao, who was wearing a white cat mask, raised his hand to smash the picture into pieces, and Han Dongwen fell into it.
"If this is the case, all the West Asian thieves captured by me in Simeng will be executed to death, and their corpses will be hung on the star boat and floated throughout the Talis area. When the star boat returns to Tianying City, the thieves will be beheaded and their bodies will be exposed on the city wall. Above, there is a hundred-mile river of blood, and the gate is open for all West Asian citizens who step into the Simeng border to pay their respects!"
Han Dongwen roared angrily, and the veins on his neck were highlighted. With the exciting drum beats and soundtrack, his anger almost spilled out of the screen!
"You want Sky Eagle City? I will send it to you, along with dozens of corpses on this star boat, and the overwhelming resentment of Simeng people all over the city!"
He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Simeng.
"Do you want to get up?!"
The drumbeat disappeared.
The music disappeared.
The screen disappears.
The sound seemed to echo over the stage, and in the darkness, the candlelight lit up again.
Tantai Fu's figure appeared again. His right hand had already drawn the bowstring, but it was an empty bow without any arrows.
He looked at the boundless night sky with his eagle-like eyes, with a solemn expression on his face, and said in a deep voice:
"A hundred years have made the world vast, the four seas are full of life, the nine dragons sing in Jingsi, and the arrows fall across the sky, and the ghosts are strong!"
Scarlet lightning condensed, the sky changed suddenly, and the clouds in the night sky lined up, as if making way for this bow.
The bowstring of the Kowloon Bow lit up with a dazzling red electric light, condensing into an arrow visible to the naked eye!
"Baxia, come out!"
Like thunder in the sky, the red arrow shot out of the sky, almost lighting up the entire Simeng sky!
The picture dimmed for the last time, and the narrator's voice sounded again, a little weak, yet extremely firm:
"I am the king of Simeng."
The ancient ritual song sounded, and a ball of fire emerged from the darkness. In the black background, two Chinese characters were burned through the back of the paper:
Simeng.
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"Mom? Slow down!"
The temperature in the room was not warm. Bota was folding the washed clothes. He looked up and saw his mother walking out holding on to the wall. She quickly put down her work and stepped forward to help her. She was surprised and happy and said: "You... Have you stopped coughing? Do you have the strength to get out of bed?"
His mother's face was very pale, but she still looked at him with a smile: "A few days ago, I drank the bitter medicine you brought back and felt better."
"This is really..."
Bota was about to jump up excitedly. He quickly looked up at a portrait of the Lord hanging on the wall: "This is really the Lord's blessing. It's great, great!"
Mother smiled and ruffled Bota's hair: "This is not only the blessing of the god, but also the credit of the doctor who prescribed the medicine, right? Which powerful doctor did you find?"
"I……"
Bota looked back at her mother: "It's not a doctor, it's a, a princess..."
"What did you say?" Mother was stunned and asked in confusion.
Bota gave an overview of what happened on the day he was about to be fired from his job at the winery, and his mother couldn't believe it.
"So, that medicine was given to me by the princess of Simeng, so I just let you try it."
He looked at his mother sheepishly, only to see her let out a long sigh, raised her eyes to look out the window, and murmured:
"Si Meng...if your father knew, he would be happy."
Bota stood there without speaking.
After a long silence, the mother showed a weak smile: "It's so noisy outside today and there are so many people. What's going on?"
Bota turned his head and looked out the window: "Today is the last day of the King of Simeng's visit to West Asia. The Grand Justice is taking them to visit the parish."
The usually quiet streets were packed with people.
Under the clear sky unique to the snow country, the warm sunshine shines on the wide Felien Street. After the snow melts, the black and neat cinder asphalt road surface is revealed.
If you have ever seen the clear sky after snow, you will know that it is even brighter than usual.
The sky is bluer and the clouds are whiter.
Even Bailan Mountain, which can be seen in the distance, looks more majestic.
People from West Asia and Simeng people in West Asia, all kinds of people wearing all kinds of clothes, breathing white in the sun, standing excitedly on both sides of the road, looking at the people walking together from a distance King Simeng and the Grand Duke of West Asia.
"The Grand Duke!"
"The Grand Duke!"
They obviously came mainly to see the Grand Duke. The crowd shouted Tilda's name, praising her for leading the principality to become rich and powerful step by step.
There are also faces of Simeng people shouting, calling for King Simeng to give up the Eagle City so that the families separated by the war can be reunited.
“Let’s reunite our families!”
"Sell more things, Simeng people!"
"King of Simeng, let the people of Simeng also obey the teachings of the God Lord!"
A huge crowd, a hundred, a thousand voices.
In the middle of Felien Street, Han Dongwen, who was walking well, slowed down a little, scanning the sea of people and listening to the huge wave 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 praying like you West Asians."
"Pray? Why?"
Han Dongwen opened his eyes and looked at the clear blue sky with white clouds:
"Because I can only walk cautiously on the road ahead."
[Volume 1: Cracks and Palace Walls, Ended]
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