Waste Strong Foundation

A bright red exclamation point immediately popped up in the center of the game panel.

The players wake up like a dream, some are honest people, turn their heads and run to their houses, and some choose to stay where they are and watch the fun.

So what if the offline posture is not standardized, if you lose equipment, you will lose equipment, and it is true to take screenshots and record screens quickly.

Veteran players have a big family and a big business per capita. They don't care about such a little equipment and experience, they just play.

Seeing the players scattered sparsely, Shang Yuan frowned and looked at the sky, "Fei Mingqiu, you'd better not let them go offline now. This time is different from the past. Ying Long said that you are the God of Kunlun, if this is not only its If you don’t think about it, then this one in heaven is terrifying.”

Di Jun can kill even gods, even if he doesn't personally interfere in the world in order to maintain the superficial peace, there will be other ways to kill people in the future.

Although I still don't know what enmity and interests are worthy of Di Jun's concern.

Fei Mingqiu gave a wry smile, and pointed to his heart with a pale face.

He didn't want to say it clearly, picked up the heavy Ni Lin that Ying Long handed him before he died, and tried to drag Shang Yuan to collect the rest of the keel together.

The impact of breaking the limiter continues.

His rank in Tianmen has been raised by one level by accident, but his ability to respond to one thought fluctuates from time to time, and has not yet fully stabilized.

What is this sign?

Players are also curious about the scattered dragon bones.

According to the routine of Xiuxian novels, the bones of Shenlong must be top-quality materials.

So Gu Dailu, who was busy picking up a few keels for the audience in the live broadcast room, accidentally bumped into Fei Mingqiu.

Fei Mingqiu was absent-minded, and his body was weak. He couldn't stand still for a moment, and fell on Shang Yuan's body while holding the golden-red Nilin.

Gu Dailu: "I insisted on going offline until the last second, brothers, put your tears on the public screen! Let's swipe a wave of summer fans and other gifts-fuck, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Eh? No? , my dears, how could I meet Fei Mingqiu?"

It has been five months since the closed beta of "Trash" started, and no player has touched the protagonist of the game yet.

Putting this gimmick on the cover of today's live edited video will definitely attract a wave of traffic.

Sensing Gu Dailu's intentions, Shang Yuan guarded Fei Mingqiu and looked at him coldly. Seeing that he hesitated and wanted to step forward, he kicked Gu Dailu.

The audience in the first live broadcast room of "Trash" only saw NPC Shang Yuan's cold, stern and handsome face and the three characters "dead".

[vegetable! ]

[? ? ? ]

[dinner]

[he's jealous he's jealous (SF ecstasy)]

[Hahahaha I told you not to mess with Mr. Shang, he is Fei Mingqiu Duwei (dog head)]

Gu Dailu was able to become a great anchor all the way, and he was very open-minded. Seeing this, he walked down the slope and chatted with the barrage for a while.

As a result, half an hour later, when the system maintenance was over, he logged in to the game again, and found that he had no chance to queue up to enter the game:

[Because your character attacked our NPC, a small probability event was triggered, and the character itself was damaged and crashed. 】

[Do you want to roll back to the previous save point? (whether)】

Gu Dailu: "Ah? This game can still be archived? Thank you! If you can krypton gold, I'll krypton 9999 to wish SF forever together!"

[Ok, Ok]

[Shang Yuanniu, I can’t see people normally, so I kicked the anchor’s level 7 account away]

[The brick-moving dog just got off work, Master Gu, what happened?Why is your nose bruised and face swollen?]

[Old Gu, something is wrong with you today!What do you usually watch, you don’t mix in the SF group, do you? ]

Not that.

The fans in the live broadcast room were all knocking, politely following the trend and knocking two NPC paper figures.

He flattered the programmer for a while, and decisively chose "Yes", a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and he entered the link of choosing the hairstyle of the candidate.

In addition to the confirmed game nickname, other appearance and body shape data need to be reset.

There was an instant silence in the live broadcast room.

Ah this.There is a live broadcast effect.

Only the special effect barrage of the second gold master's gift is still jumping up.

Gu Dailu took off his VR glasses stiffly, looked at the icy blue summer fan special effects in the live broadcast room, and said angrily: "Is it not fun?! Is this a save file? This is a restart after deleting the file! If I I don’t want to rely on live broadcasts to eat, I’m going to watch "Trash" now!"

[Rush, rush, rush!This is not rushed or human? ]

[...it's outrageous hahaha]

[Please make a deal with Mr. Fang, after all, it is an official co-host, serious slipping and kneeling will definitely restore the data (thumbs)]

Having said that, when Gu Dailu thought of going to see the boss, he swallowed a mouthful of old blood, "Go online first and see the situation."

He didn't expect that the maintenance time was only half an hour this time.

It was as if a server that had been running smoothly suddenly crashed.But not incomprehensible.

Fei Mingqiu, who was acting as a "server" by hand, sneezed and finished drinking the third cup of hot water with his head up.

Shang Yuan stared at him as he drank water. After finishing one glass, he poured another half glass and handed it over.

Black clouds hung low outside the window, and the sparrows and wild boars that would usually run into the farmland were all stunned by the thunder and passed out by the side of the road.

More than 4000 online players have received temporary tasks such as collecting keels, tidying up the city, and appeasing residents.

Yinglong's remains are enough to provide tens of thousands of places to enter the Tianmen. It is a treasure that all parties are fighting for and must be guarded.

Fei Mingqiu rubbed the center of his eyebrows, stepping on the bottom line of the clicking sound of the timer in his head, conscientiously restraining the actions of each player.

Until now, he still can't figure out what Yinglong did to deserve Dijun's own suicide.

Yinglong was not innocent, of course: driving the water spirit killed many people before dealing with the floods and rainstorms it summoned.

But these are Di Jun's orders.

Originally, Fuxi thought that God's Domain was a place to separate the gods and mortals, but now it seems that this is not the case.

This is too foolish.

How can a mortal who is busy with his life compare with the aloof creation god.

After thinking about it, he felt top-heavy, and when the uneasiness of the slaves calmed down, he asked Alpha to issue a maintenance announcement.

During this period of time, my supernatural power has grown too fast, and with the sequelae of overuse before, my heart has been uncomfortable.

The best way is to "maintain" for two hours a day, and then consider changing back when he gets better.

Shang Yuan didn't express his opinion the whole time, and then went to the kitchen to cook with a cold face—what's wrong with this guy.Alas, he actually understood.

Unforeseen incidents followed one after another, and the city led by the players was perilous, and the date of mission settlement was getting closer and closer.

Fei Mingqiu was overwhelmed by all kinds of incidents, which made him have no time to think about the emotion that night.

At exactly [-]:[-] in the morning, Fei Mingqiu opened his eyes rarely.

The body is still tired, but the mind is very lively.

He thought that some subtle emotions during the day were worth a quiet memory.

The torrential rain blew the air cold, and he went downstairs wrapped in the windbreaker given by Shang Yuan as a friendly gift to the court staff, and went online to read comments.

The players are indeed lovely. Although they usually cause him a lot of trouble and are kicked off the assembly line frequently, they don't complain much.

Unlucky enough to land in this desolate world, by chance, I met a group of innocent peers, which is actually pretty good.

God didn't particularly torture him.

[It’s Qianqiu]: Maybe it’s raining every day in the game?My house is very sunny here, I want to go out tomorrow to have a look (Come on?

[Selling saw blades for 3 yuan a piece and 10 yuan for three pieces]: I just sold a carload of saw blades, and I didn’t go online today, but I got five new customers, haha!

[Construction Site Bucket Carrier]: Wait for the next batch of internal test quotas.The game is still fun, if you drink with the manager again, the person will be gone (smoke) (smoke)

……

Fei Mingqiu scanned the players' messages at a glance. The screen was too bright, and his eyes felt a little dry when he saw the back.

He went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, looked guiltyly at the elevator on the first floor, and clicked on the Doujin Derivative Station that Qiu Xiaosheng was in charge of.

This is not called back-and-forth.

As a game planner, it is to actively collect public opinion, keep abreast of the psychology of the player group, and respond to their reasonable demands.

Confidently, it's over.

At four o'clock in the morning, the section of [SF Science Fiction Group] finally calmed down.

Floating on the top are eight fan-finished articles that have been enhanced with golden light effects and two four-frame comics that are being serialized.

Fei Mingqiu looked up again, thinking that someone should not appear, so he took a deep breath and clicked in one by one.

Hmm... How should I put it, the content is healthier than he imagined—cough, no—the plot is quite unfamiliar.

Probably because the player regards him and Shang Yuan as a piece of data rather than a real person, the two of them have distinct characters in novels and comics.

Not quite like him.

Fei Mingqiu came across a fanfiction set by ABO by chance, and out of curiosity, he clicked on the details, and then tensely clicked the cross.

He switched to the official website and continued to read the player's comments. After thinking for a long time, he switched back to the spin-off site. He tapped the screen with his ten fingers and wrote a little "feeling after reading".

Not to mention how these authors avoided the website's blocked words, who was A and who was O and who was pressed against the wall!He can still understand!

[Ding dong~ You have received two new messages. ]

[SF team leader - far away for a thousand years: new team members don't go to the police casually, it is everyone's responsibility to protect the grain-producing wives in the circle. ]

[SF Patrol Team-Ten Days of Joy: This group is banned from dismantling and rebelling, and has been banned for three days. ]

Fei Mingqiu was stunned for a while, the heat on his face finally dissipated, and he let out a low laugh while touching his forehead.

What is he fighting for?Stupid.