331. Chapter 331 Past Friends (third update)


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  Chapter 331 Past Friends (Third Update)

  Huang Ping got up early in the morning and was in a daze.

  Counting on his fingers, he found that he still had twenty-four days of vacation left, which reminded him of his previous military training days.

  Now, he finally knows how players feel when they are waiting for the game to be released. It is really hard to live a life of being teased.

  "Oh, I really want to go to work." Huang Ping sighed.

  When his girlfriend heard this, she didn't pay attention and her lipstick was crooked.

  Wiping the mark on the corner of her mouth, she glanced at Huang Ping and felt that her boyfriend was a bit Versailles.

  But this is good, it is better than working like a dead person every day when I was at Tianyi.

  After kissing Huang Ping's face, she packed her things and said to Huang Ping: "Don't think too much, just sleep a little longer." "

  Yeah."

  "Make your own food. If you have nothing to do, just clean out what you bought before, but there is nothing." It's a game played by time, don't worry about me."

  "Yeah."

  "Okay, be happy and let's go."

  Watching his girlfriend leave gracefully, Huang Ping sighed again.

  I really want to go to work.

  But when he thought about Xiaodouzi and Monkey not being able to go to work, he felt okay, at least he was not alone in his misfortune.

  After thinking about it, he felt that his girlfriend was right and he should clear up the game.

  "Extreme World" is very fun, but a planner cannot only play one game. He also needs to play all the games from major companies one by one to be considered sound.

  Because of the popularity of "Extreme World", there are more and more extreme sports games on the market, most of which are crude imitations, not even half of the content of "Extreme World" is imitated.

  However, some also have their own characteristics. For example, "Skateboarder" takes skateboarding to the extreme and is very smooth to play.

  While playing the game, he opened the live broadcast platform he often went to and listened to game-related content.

  Although most of the time I didn't hear clearly what the other party was saying, it was just an ambient sound that kept me from feeling too lonely.

  As he listened, he suddenly heard an old man's voice speaking passionately: "Games are very harmful to people! Especially those... games from Fangcheng Studio, they even make people violate the rules. There are monsters and ghosts, and beating people." Killing people, sneaking around, everything!"

  Hearing this voice, Huang Ping knew who it was without opening the interface.

  The unintentional monk went crazy again.

  Lowering his head, he saw on his tablet that a handsome young monk was speaking impassionedly in the live broadcast room, shouting loudly: "Games harm people. If you kill people in the game, you will kill people in reality. Don't believe it." , this is the intention to kill. If you have the intention to kill together, you have committed the precept of killing, and you will go to hell in the future. What hell are you playing games in? The twentieth level of hell!"

  "You ask me, isn't there only the eighteenth level of hell? That's a thing of the past! Because there were too many sinners, the Lord of Hell used bulldozers to dig out three floors. The nineteenth floor was the nuclear bomb hell. Einstein was in it. He was bombed by nuclear bombs every day. It was unspeakable misery."

  Seeing this, Huang Ping couldn't help himself.

  You are quite keeping pace with the times!
  When he thought of Lord Yama driving a bulldozer, he wanted to laugh.

  And what the hell is nuclear bomb hell? Is my big hydrogen bomb so hopeless?
  Although it sounded ridiculous, he had to say that such words were very attractive, at least he was attracted.

  Looking at the number of viewers in the live broadcast room, Huang Ping found that there were quite a lot of viewers here, and most of them were people having fun.

  However, these fun people pretended to be quite serious. Each one of them was constantly echoing the Wuxin monk and sending out flowers to create an atmosphere in the live broadcast room.

  After taking a sip of water, Monk Wuxin continued: "The twentieth floor is the game hell. You ask me what's here? Here are all the games you have played!" "

  Sounds good." Huang Ping said to himself .

  "Do you think this place is okay? You're wrong!"

  Monk Wuxin slammed the table and continued: "The characters in your game are also here! Every soldier, every boss you killed, every A little animal, they are all here! You must make them forgive you before you can go to heaven!"

  "Did he just say heaven?" Huang Ping asked doubtfully, "Is this man really a monk?"

  Monk Wuxin continued to spit: "Do you think this is simple? It's not simple! Think about it, how many times have you killed a big pineapple in order to get a good item? How many musketeers have you given away in order to win a battle?" When you were playing Dota, how many minions did you replenish and deny? How many people did it cost? What a crime! Not to mention that when you played Stars, you gave away one planet at a time, 95% of your own tax, and you didn't hesitate to blow it up for the sake of support rate. It's your own ball, you are a war criminal!"

  After hearing this, Huang Ping looked at the impassioned Wuxin monk on the screen and found that the other party seemed to understand the game very well.

  You usually play less, right?

  After shouting, Monk Wuxin finally calmed down a little: "But this is not the worst, the worst is the twenty-first level of hell. Who is imprisoned there? Everyone who plays games! Some people are still alive, but they My soul has been sent there and is being tortured every day! I dreamed about hell last night and saw Huang Ping, the chief planner of Fangcheng Studio, staying there and working overtime every day. He cried miserably." After hearing

  this, Huang Ping almost died laughing on the spot.

  It's incredible to eat melon and eat it on yourself.

  And that guy is definitely not me, because once I encounter something like working overtime, I must be happy, how could I cry.

  He smiled and shook his head. He was not ready to listen anymore, but then he discovered something very outrageous.

  The audience in the live broadcast room is giving rewards.

  And the amount is not low.

  If they are just people who have fun, they will only see the joke and will never give such people a penny.

  But what if they are not actually happy people, but a group of people who really believe what Monk Wuxin said?

  Looking over again, Huang Ping was a little panicked.

  Most of the avatars of the audience in the live broadcast room are portraits of elderly people. If you look at them, you can tell that they are definitely older.

  This kind of people already have prejudices against games. Once they are incited, it will be bad.

  Looking at the number of people in the live broadcast room, Huang Ping found that the number of viewers had reached tens of thousands, and was still increasing.

  Looking at their speeches again, Huang Ping suddenly felt a sense of absurdity. They...don't really believe it, right?
  Not only that, many articles suddenly appeared in various media, the theory of the guilt of games was once again raised, and many questions appeared on Bhu, such as "Would our teenagers be better off without games?", " Is there really nothing wrong with the game?" and "Why do scum like Fangcheng Studio appear in the game industry?"

  These articles put the game in a position of guilt from the very beginning, and the examples they cite later are similar, and no matter which argument they start from, they all end up falling on Fangcheng Studio.

  They're not attacking the gaming industry.

  They are attacking Fangcheng Studio.

  Wang Xiaoying was right to worry before, the second wave of attacks from the mastermind behind the scenes came.

  Huang Ping didn't know what the other party wanted to do. He just instinctively realized that someone was trying to hack their studio. A war of public opinion was starting, and their opponent should be obvious.

  It must be Randyk!
  He was about to go to Little Bluebird to find it and spray it back, when he saw Randyk's Little Bluebird account making his own voice.

  [I swear, the recent rumors against Fangcheng Studio have nothing to do with me. I did not succeed in the acquisition, but I admire Mr. Fang Cheng’s ability and character very much. I'm looking forward to my next meeting with them, so there's no way I'm going to break out this kind of news. ]

  After reading the news, Huang Ping's intuition told him that Landick was indeed not the mastermind behind this time.

  If that's the case, then it's even worse.

  This means that another behemoth is acting against itself, and it is likely to understand China's public opinion offensive better than Druid Entertainment and knows better how to deal with them.

  So, who could this guy be?
  Call Fang Cheng immediately, and he will tell the other party what he saw.

  But after the call was connected, he heard Fang Cheng being silent for a while, and then said, "It's okay, just continue to rest quietly." "I

  can't calm down, boss, let me go back to work! Even if Don't let me touch the computer, let me smell the main office, right?"

  "I'm sorry."

  "Boss!"

  After hanging up the phone, Fang Cheng put the phone away, and then he noticed that Zhou Ziyi was looking at him curiously Cell phone in hand.

  Pointing to the small mobile phone, Zhou Ziyi asked curiously: "Great Heavenly Master, what kind of magic weapon is this thing? It looks funny." "

  Mobile phone, I will give you one later."

  "Is it really possible? What can it do? What? Is it a magic weapon? Can it assist in practice?"

  After asking Zhou Ziyi to stop talking, Fang Cheng threw a mobile phone manual and mobile phone to him and let him read it himself.

  Fang Cheng finally sorted out the information about the Immortal Society a few days ago, but they didn't leave any information behind. However, Fang Cheng still deduced a key piece of information, that is, he knew where these people came from.

  The people of the Immortal Society take it as their own duty to save all civilizations. In this universe where demons are rampant, foreign enemies invade, and all order is on the verge of destruction, they can be said to be a clear stream like a lotus.

  However, even their information was completely destroyed, but Fang Cheng still knew their origins and could deduce their location from here.

  After knowing this, the practitioners in the Immortal Village were as happy as the New Year.

  They excitedly asked about the origin of the Immortal Society. Even if they didn't know what the coordinates given by Fang Cheng meant, they were still extremely excited.

  And when they learned that Fang Cheng could take one person there, these practitioners even fought over this quota. In the end, Fang Cheng couldn't stand it anymore and forcibly brought Zhou Ziyi here.

  Otherwise, Fang Cheng doubted that they could wipe out half of their own people.

  Following Fang Cheng, Zhou Ziyi saw everything new.

  He was finally able to leave the grid world and follow Fang Cheng to the outside world. The sparse stars made him understand the loneliness of the outside world, but it also filled him with infinite reverie about the outside world.

  This is the case for everyone who comes to the universe for the first time. They will first feel their own insignificance, but then their desire to explore the world will be ignited.

  After Zhou Ziyi had seen enough, Fang Cheng took him flying all the way, and finally followed the route to the destination of this trip.

  What appeared in front of them was an extremely huge battleship that looked like a planet.

  The surface of the battleship was covered with dense formations, and the lightning cables floated outside like chains, making the huge battleship covered with layers of lightning.

  These thunder cords are commonly used weapons on large magic weapons. Although they look very slender, they can convert mana into the most lethal thunder spells to the maximum extent, and then attack the enemy across distances.

  At the moment when it is locked by such a large warship-like magic weapon, the thunder method will also be activated, and billions of thunders will come down in an instant, bursting out with power like a god.

  If this kind of warship is equipped with an immortal inside, its power will be greatly increased to the point where even the Heavenly Lord needs to retreat.

  However, Tianzun also has his own battleship, which has more personnel responsible for assisting Tianzun and is more lethal. Unfortunately, the price is also more expensive. Fangcheng has not dismantled a few of them.

  Seeing this behemoth, Zhou Ziyi gave up studying his mobile phone, looked at it and exclaimed: "Great Heavenly Lord, this thing is really big." "

  Yes, in some places, this is the standard configuration of the immortal. With this thing, the immortal's The power can be greatly enhanced. I have fought with civilizations that have this thing before." Fang Cheng said fondly.

  "Really! What's the result?" Zhou Ziyi asked expectantly.

  "It's a tie."

  Zhou Ziyi looked at Fang Cheng with wide eyes: "Are they so powerful?"

  "Yes, his escape skills are excellent. When he found that he couldn't beat him, he just ran away. I couldn't catch up, so it's a tie. It's over."

  Zhou Ziyi looked at Fang Cheng and found that in the heart of the Great Heavenly Lord, it seemed that he had not eradicated the opponent, but was just a draw.

  Swallowing his saliva, he asked nervously: "Then what's the reason for your fight?"

  "I was meditating at the time, and they came over and announced that the earth was theirs, and all the immortals must leave within a time limit, otherwise they would be wiped out. I saw them It doesn't sound like a joke, so let's have a fight and see the truth. This kind of thing was quite common at that time. There were many powerful people at that time, and many people felt that they were the best in the world. It was common for them to be beaten when they went out. It's something."

  Seeing that Fang Cheng's face actually showed a nostalgic smile, Zhou Ziyi felt that it was definitely a more dangerous era at that time.

  Looking at the battleship in front of him again, he asked: "Then we want to go in?"

  "Well, go in. This is the base of the Immortal Society. It seems that they are related to the ones I beat up back then. Fate is really interesting, no I thought that the person who ran away back then actually met me here again. Let’s go in.”

  (End of this chapter)
 

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