East side stone

South Wudang, North Shaolin.

And Wudang is famous for its sword.If Xie Xun didn't know what to learn when he first entered the game, then Ah Qiang gave him the sword to decide the direction for him.That being the case, he didn't need to look further away.

The Seven Gods had no objection either—as long as he didn't shave his head, he was fine.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Xie Xun finally saw an endless stream of players, no longer one or two, but a group, coming from all directions of the motherland.

Come to ask, come to ask for the sword.

These people may really yearn for it, or they may just come here for the fame, or they may even be close like Xie Xun, but as long as they worship the mountain gate, they are on the same family tree, and they are brothers and sisters.

Maybe it's been a long time since I've seen so many fresh blood. The head of the Wudang sect is so excited that he wants to accept disciples himself. The old man who is almost 80 years old has said every year that he will accept disciples from the closed door, but he has not closed the door yet.

The world has changed, and not many people are willing to learn martial arts. Every year, you can hear about which sects and sects send people to take tea, and there is only one barren mountain, and there are many great sects that once resounded throughout the martial arts world.

In such a big environment, how long can Wudang stand still?

"Wudang has also fallen." Seven Gods said.

"The background setting is a declining arena," Xie Xun closed the game's official website. "The influx of players means new vitality, but the game company didn't say what this vitality will eventually become in this arena."

"I will never die."

This is an online game, not a single player.He has no end.

Only when there is no ending can the game continue and the game company continue to make money.

This is the essence of Changxuan making this game.

If the rivers and lakes are gone, what should "A Little River and Lake" stand on?

But in this situation, no one cares about the nature of the game company. Everyone has their own interpretation in their hearts. It is a kind of determination that has nothing to do with interests and love, and comes from the deep hearts of Chinese people.

The rivers and lakes are not old, and martial arts are not dead.

Qishen was selected as a closed disciple - because of his face.

Among the people who came to Wudang to apprentice, only his face was so beautiful that the old head of the Wudang School who was blinded by his eyes mistook him for the same kind and picked him away.

Also because of his face, Xie Xun was pushed into the ranks of outer disciples.

Xie Xun: "..."

Barrage A: Hahahahahahahahaha true.

Barrage B: The old head just said to the face of the Seven Gods that he has a strange bone and extraordinary talent, and he is a wizard in martial arts!It turns out that the Wudang faction is such a Wudang faction hahaha.

Bullet screen C: I didn't say Dong Ge, you are really ugly, and the system's face is prettier than yours.

In order to prevent thousands of people from being the same, Xie Xun didn't use systematic face.

The location of his death was random.

"No, is this game so unbalanced?" Xie Xun suspected that the game was going to die.

He quickly opened the official test group, and was about to ask the official staff, when he saw howls in the group.

Huya-GuiGui: Game balance!Old iron!

Douyu – Women's clothing boss: Is there no protection mechanism? !Toiled all day and returned to the pre-liberation overnight? ? ?

Panda – Looking at Qian: What are the selection criteria for inner disciples?Really look at the face?Is it too childish? @昭玄科技

Zhanqi-Jiuyue: That's right, if it's just a name, it's fine, the key is the treatment is different!Outer disciples sent a lot of people from the very beginning.

Faced with overwhelming questions, the game company finally showed its face.

Changxuan Technology: All players, please be careful and don’t be impatient. Game balance is a section that I have taken seriously since the establishment of the project, and I promise to continue to follow up and adjust it. Players can rest assured about this.

Changxuan Technology: But everyone should also know that absolute balance does not exist, and it cannot be achieved in reality, let alone in games.Everyone has opportunities for everyone. Since we dare to say that "A Little River and Lake" is a real rivers and lakes, it must be of the same rank.Of course, this is definitely not based on face. Just now, the technicians have conducted an investigation on the Wudang faction's selection of disciples, and confirmed that the reason why Taoist Xuanxu chose the player "seven in and seven out" as his personal disciple is justified and reasonable. It's purely a coincidence, if you still have any questions, you can go to the courier to collect the "Yi Rong Pill" that I gave you, and test it yourself.If possible, I hope the player @清河 – Seven In Seven Out can provide face pinching data. As compensation, Woyou will present a set of vr equipment that matches the game when the official server is launched.

The group fell silent.

Qishen ran up happily and sent a data packet directly.

Qinghe – seven in and seven out: Xuanxuan is so polite.

Xie Xun: "...You should say a few words less."

I'm afraid you will be killed.

Changxuan Technology: Temporary imbalance is unavoidable, but please believe that balance is the goal I have pursued throughout my life. There is no distinction between strength and weakness in martial arts. The end of the world is people.

Qinghe – seven in and seven out: Well said! [applause] [applause]

"you shut up!"

"Oh."

Long Yue-Henglan: Jealousy is a hammer, according to your thinking, if you fail to win the lottery, you blame the boss for operating in secret?

Long Yue-Jiang Chengzi: It is still early for the world to be unified.

Long Yue-He Qizheng: We are all adults, don't keep living in dreams, some people are luckier than you, you have to be convinced.

Long Yue-Lang Lang: Captain, brother punished you to sweep the mountain gate.

Long Yue-Henglan: Damn, that bastard, I will shoot him down sooner or later, hot chicken game.

Long Yue-little brother: Captain, there are no guns in this game, let me find you a bow.The big brothers have finished talking, let me curse again, spicy chicken game.

It's like a switch, thousands of words are turned into one sentence, and a new round of screen swiping begins.

Group Friends A: Spicy chicken game.

Group B: Spicy chicken game.

Group Friends C: Spicy chicken game.

Xie Xun "hand slipped" and clicked +1.

He closed the window and returned to the game, and asked, "How many people do you know Long Yue?"

"..."

"I told you not to spread hatred in the group. I didn't tell you to shut down the microphone. They are helping you speak."

Qishen smiled: "I don't know, maybe I'm free. Spicy chicken game."

There is no beginning and no end, and I don't know who to scold.

Although the Seven Gods have become the head of the sect, they are no different from everyone except that they have two more minds.And from the mouth of the npc, it is known that the disciples of the outer sect can also pass the test and enter the inner sect, and the advanced martial arts of the sect will still be open to them.

It's just one more turn.

It can be regarded as a response to the official saying that people are at the end of the rivers and lakes.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Xie Xun broadcasted it on time.

After coming back from the shower, I opened QQ while wiping my hair. They were entrusted by others, and it was a matter of loyalty. They were testers added by the game company, and they had to submit the feedback of this day.

It was a small group, less than fifty people.

Compared with another large group of 2000 people, there are no crowds here, only one suggestion after another.

Xie Xun glanced at it, and the main idea was just one word, difficult.

Operation is difficult, life is difficult, all kinds of difficulties.

Zhuang Yu's call came.

"Are you asleep?" Zhuang Yu seemed to be outside, shouting loudly, but then his voice became quieter, and he got into the car, "Master, Tsinghua University."

"...What are you doing?" Xie Xun suddenly looked out the window and asked nervously.

"What are you thinking?" Zhuang Yu smiled, "I'm not ready today, and I don't have time to face him. I'm going home."

"..."

"I forgot to tell you, when you choose courses, don't choose Zhuang Junliang's calculus, and his wife Deng Shuyu's college physics, both male and female, don't keep one."

"..." hello?Are you alright?It's been more than a month since school started, and you're only telling me now?

Xie Xun still remembers that when he was choosing courses, he didn't know who to choose. When he saw a student named Zhuang, he chose it subconsciously.

"Wow, you won't choose, right?" Zhuang Yu said sympathetically, "It's too miserable, too miserable."

"Shut up. Talk about something."

"Oh. My father pretended to be dead and forced me to go home. I might not be able to access the Internet. Help me pass my opinion to the authorities."

"Professor Zhuang is sick?"

"No," Zhuang Yu said casually, "I just want to see me, but I'm too embarrassed to tell. You know, I didn't get into Tsinghua University, and I went to play games. It wasn't a very good time."

The driver interjected: "Playing games is harmful."

Zhuang Yu: "Yeah, it was a few minutes away. I slipped to the next door, and my father almost broke up with me."

"..." The driver corrected without changing his face, "It's good to play games and win glory for the country."

Zhuang Yu leaned on the backrest and said in his heart that I also want to win glory for the country.

But is there still a chance in this life?

"Just tell the official that they have to change the game. The game should return to the game itself. The gameplay is the most important thing in a game, and the reality is just the icing on the cake. Changxuan is a bit put the cart before the horse."

"They regard reality as a selling point. At first glance, it can attract many players to try it out, but the world that is too real makes people unable to persist, and they will become ghosts after playing. Players play games, essentially to relax and temporarily forget reality. troubles in society. But this game keeps reminding them how hard life is."

"This will dampen players' motivation," Zhuang Yu said.

"Well, is there any more?" Xie Xun wrote down his notes. Although he himself had a good time playing, it is undeniable that people like him are in the minority. Most people have become accustomed to the fast-food market and don't have the patience to farm.

"Let's socialize," Zhuang Yu yawned, and continued, "This game relies on social interaction, but the current social system is a bit flashy, and one YY can break all his settings. Hey, to put it bluntly, this game is nothing big The problem is that it is too cumbersome, and you can retain people by removing some meaningless things. You don’t need to go into too much detail, the official knows how to change it better than us.”

"People in the group said that the operation is too difficult, and the official server may reduce the difficulty."

"It's good to lower it a bit. The skills are so complicated, and the shortcut keys are not enough. Then you can help me appeal to the shooting system. I'm not used to TPS."

"Row."

"I'm here," Zhuang Yu said as he went upstairs, "You can give me other opinions. I will hang up first, so that my dad can hear me talking about games again. Don't even think about entering the door tonight."

"We still have half an hour to refuse to pick up guests."

"No, I'm not ready yet," Zhuang Yu refused righteously, "I didn't even change my clothes when I went out."

Zhuang Yu hung up the phone with a smile on his face, thinking about which day would be more suitable for face-to-face.

Oops, it's the first time.

He scratched his hair facing the gate of his own house, feeling that he was really cool, even if he went to his dormitory now, he would still be the prettiest kid in the whole Bauhinia Apartment.

When Professor Deng opened the door, he saw his silly son smiling non-stop at the door.

"Mom, why am I so pretty?"

Professor Deng closed the door.

Zhuang Yu hastily stretched out his hand to block it. When Professor Deng saw his right hand stuck in the crack of the door, the corners of his eyes trembled, and Zhuang Yu took advantage of the moment of loss of consciousness: "Don't be so heartless, I didn't bring the key——Professor Zhuang , your grandson from Peking University is back! Come out and greet him!"

Professor Deng: "...Don't be mad at him, I just drank the medicine."

"..." Zhuang Yu didn't react, "No, it's true this time? What's going on?"

"He's in his tens, and he's learning to wear short-sleeved waves from a young man. There must be something wrong with the waves."

"..."

"Leave him alone, how is your hand?" Professor Deng asked.

"How many years has it been, do you still remember?" Zhuang Yu shook his right hand, "It's not a big deal, good morning."

"Then why did you give up?"

Professor Deng has never understood what detours are, and what he often asks directly touches people's hearts.

Zhuang Yu leaned on the sofa, turned on the TV, and tuned to the game channel without much effort. Some hot games were being broadcast on it, but Zhuang Yu couldn't understand.

He has never played these games.

"It hasn't been broadcast for many years." Professor Deng said.

"Games, there's always a time when you're out of luck." Zhuang Yu is quite open-minded, "Henglan and the others have also retired, and now they are sweeping the floor in a little-known little game."

"Change the game, you can play the same game, why come back to study after you figured it out?"

Zhuang Yu leaned tiredly on the sofa, covering his eyes with the back of his hands.

He ran away from home to play games back then, and later became a prodigal son and became someone else's child. Did he really figure it out?

But there is no way out.

"Mom, I have a heart disease."