Chapter 709: |Krypton Jin's ex-girlfriend in love (fanwai)

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#卢西法祝Global players happy gaming#
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This is the New Year's Day in the sixth solar age 2094, January 1, the first day of the new year.
In the prosperous era of national e-sports, there are many types of games. Previously, a "God'sPrank" love strategy game was released. The fourth natural disaster story that is constantly reversing and exciting has attracted the attention of global players. Anchor Pei Shen and AI Lilith's chasing sadomasochism is a topic that detonated the gods' love.
God-themed games continue to become popular, and "Genesis" is an experiment under the frenzy.
The game operator of "Genesis", that is, PD company, has high hopes for this game and has invested hundreds of millions of dollars to make an unprecedented momentum.
They spent a full two years and chose to officially release the game at 12 noon on New Year's Day.
The number 12 is extremely special in Western mythology. 12 disciples, 12 main gods, 12 constellations, etc., have a kind of lucky, mysterious, and bright brilliance.
The CEO of PD company even led the production team and went to the most spiritual church nearby for worship.
Near noon, all the members were nervously keeping track of the time.
"Dip! The Sixth Solar Epoch 2094/01/01/11:59, "Genesis" will be released soon!"
At the right time, they stood in front of the screen and heard an extremely strange, cold male voice.
The production team was confused.
The operator was also confused.
In the sample they listened to, there was a female voice full of compassion.
"Countdown 60 seconds!"
"59, 58, 57, 56, 55..."
And the company insiders turned their backs.
"Who is responsible for the entry?!"
"Boss, yes, it's me, but I really haven't touched the system!"
"What about the database? What about the database?"
The designer in charge of the database looked dull.
A dark shadow flicked across the screen, which seemed to be a man in a cloak.
"29, 28, 27, 26, 25..."
"Ghost, ghost?!"
The staff collectively lost their voice.
The designer's cold sweat slipped down his forehead.
"...3, 2, 1!"
The countdown is over? !
There was a rustle of white noise in the silent atmosphere.
"The success of "Genesis", Lucifer... I wish the players all over the world a happy game!"
boom!
Several of the nerves were too tight, and they slumped to the ground.
Out!
The publishing system came out with a sentence that they didn't record it at all!
People panicked, and some ran out of the office building screaming.
PD headquarters followed in the footsteps of GP headquarters and plunged into the most chaotic day in history.
However, the "Genesis" system exists independently and did not stop operating due to the panic of the people. When the black shadow of the database disappeared, all the data frequency also returned to normal. The current number of online users is 78,166. The players are immersed in the holographic experience. Hearing the opening words, they can't help but wow.
"Lucifer? The voice is so cool."
"Emmm... The name Lucifer should fall to heaven, it is very likely that it will be the ultimate boss in Genesis."
"PD is really attentive, the big boss's voice is attacking and eager, I am bent into a mosquito incense!"
The players of "Genesis" had a lively discussion.
They have just entered the stage of creating characters and choosing races, and suddenly the world is completely dark.
The contact was broken.
All the players were confused, and they rushed to the official blog.
Five minutes ago, an announcement was posted above: Sudden accident, temporarily suspended.
accident? What can be the surprise?
There are new games going on the market every day around the world, and countless game companies go bankrupt, but only a few will survive and let the public see. For this reason, game operators will experience an extraordinary silky experience and never dare to make fun of players' mood. In this case, the gaming experience for the first release is particularly important.
But the PD company just overturned, and the overturned is not normal.
At the same time, a video was widely circulated.
That was a media reception at the Cultural Exchange Center. On the subject of AI, Mr. Pei, known as a genius scientist, did something that shocked the world-to propose to AI Lilith.
Modern people are independent in their thinking, and their choice of partners is not limited to humans. Some marry chimpanzees, some inflatable dolls, and some marry big trees. It is not surprising. Now the most popular way for players to play is to marry the holographic helmet, or find a way to marry the production team, break into the house, confuse the crowd, let them produce food for themselves every day.
But in so many examples, moisture accounts for the vast majority.
Many people just mouth hi, vent their dissatisfaction with reality. At the critical stage, they should be dating, stunned by marriage, forming a normal family, having children, and raising offspring.
It is conceivable that Pei Dang's show of love in front of global media reporters was an unprecedented act.
The young scholar, dressed formally and courteously, left all the stormy waves behind, and dedicated his hot and sharp love to his only queen.
This should have ended with a happy ending.
but none.
The proposal scene suddenly sounded the game sound of "Genesis" for the first time.
A shadowy figure descended.
With their naked eyes, they saw AI Lilith plunged into the arms of the light, the thick black hair ponytail was raised in the air, and the golden agate ring in the hair reflected the dazzling light.
"Lucifer, are you here to pick me up?"
"My love, are you happy to have a prank?"
"Happy, but miss you more."
"..."
Everything is a normal conversation, except for special titles.
If you don't look at the screen, people think it is a certain piece of game material recorded by a voice actor.
"You can't go! You, you promised to stay here!"
Sneered slightly.
"It's just a game...Aren't you taking it seriously?"
The video freezes in the last beautiful frame.
The red lips of the black-haired witch rose slightly.
Disappear.
People were shocked.
This is the final conclusion of "God’sPrank", which has been vigorous since the public beta.
Shocking, beautiful, and full of mysterious and mysterious colors.
But they didn't know that this was an unprecedented conspiracy, deceived by the gods.
This conspiracy occurred during the blood holy war.
In the vampire master Vandro, he personally tried Setet, creating an opportunity for the protagonist Vandro to substitute.
Under the cross, there is blood of sin.
Fan Zhuo threw the blood-stained snow-white gloves into the air, which quickly burned to ashes, leaving nothing left.
He smiled softly, "My lovely lady, it is dangerous to play with the gears of fate, I will do it for you."
Or maybe, time is ahead.
The sand waves are hot, and the golden country is shining brightly.
The boy stroked the golden snake ring on his arm. He muttered to himself, "...rebirth?"
He got up and walked out.
"Your Highness? Where are you going, Your Highness?"
"Slave market!"
The solar disk in my ears is as bright and dazzling as ever.
Sister, even if the fate is miserable, even if the cruelty is repeated, I still have no hesitation.
You should not accompany me, trapped here.
My brother will save you, even if you bet on me.
In the beginning, the end of Tianchi.
The creator, with black hair and red eyes, kissed the fallen angel's forehead lightly.
"My love, you are trapped in... well, are you in a human game?"
"Then let's tease them a little bit."
After hundreds of millions of years of waiting, the chess pieces willingly sacrificed themselves in exchange for Lilith's free rebirth in another world.
Is it worth it?
worth it.
On January 1, 2094, the sixth solar age, "God’s Prank" became an unsurpassable work.
In the countless years since then, new holographic games have continued to emerge, but no game can shake its altar status.
Mr. Pei, the "Father of AI", devoted his life to the field of AI, and he was enthusiastic about this cause. AI technology has been developed by leaps and bounds. The connection system connects vegetatives with the Internet, allowing them to live with another identity and lifestyle. He awakened so many people, he alone could not awaken that dream.
But his Lilith is gone forever.
She will never come back again-no matter how he uses it.
From youth to youth, from youth to manhood, and then he gets old.
old.
Aging in the physiological sense.
He became a lean and eccentric old man, the staid elder that the younger generation disliked the most.
Pei Dang was not married and had no children. When his parents left one after another, he had nowhere to come. He is an only child and has no blood ties between brothers and sisters. Before his parents left, he was the most worried about him. Their orange-skin palms were so weak, like the paws of a bird, that they seemed to have exhausted all their strength while holding him.
The parents said, you child, why are you so naughty and disobedient.
Child, what do you say you can do, you have no brothers, no wives, and no offspring, you are a lone child, how can you let us rest assured?
In the end, the resentment of his parents towards him disappeared, leaving only a kind of compassionate reluctance.
Like the last handful of ash in an incense burner, warm.
In the last part of his life, the weird old scientist ignored his physical pain and got on a plane and went to London.
That hazy, dreamy, and sentimental fog.
He rented a room near the clock tower.
Early in the morning, he woke up to the sound of the bell and pulled out his reading glasses.
Cook soy milk and eat breakfast.
A glass of water, two pills.
He feeds pigeons in the square, and occasionally rides a bicycle to admire the scenery along the coast. More often, he set up a drawing board, drawing strokes of the clock tower in front of him.
June lingering in the world wantonly, the bell tower glowed with a faint golden light.
Someone came over, looked at his easel, and laughed kindly.
"Old sir, you painted the wrong color, not dark red."
The old man turned a blind eye and painted persistently.
"When, when, when..."
The ancient bell tower struck fourteen times.
It was two o'clock in the afternoon.
The old man's pen slipped down.
The face of the assistant beside him changed drastically, "... Sir? Sir! Sir, wake up!"
The body of the old man was transported back to the country with a painting.
The assistant who had been with Pei Dang for many years was hit hard, until someone asked him to see if there was anything wrong with the old man's mourning hall.
The assistant was sick.
He saw a painting hung on the wall, his face changed drastically, and his emotions suddenly exploded, "What do you mean? It hasn't been long since the sir has left, so you just belittle him like this?!"
Everyone was scolded for nothing.
"Mr. Cheng, we came according to your request..."
"Then what's going on with this picture? I told you to hang up?"
"what?"
Everyone was stunned, "You asked us to hang this painting."
The assistant suddenly lost his voice.
The portrait shows the appearance of a woman, whalebone skirt, white lace, hair like a bend in the red sea, and it is fluffy and scattered with misty wind.
That is the upside-down dark red clock tower.
A line scribbled in the corner:
My god, the prank is over.
You should pick me up.