NOVEL NEXT Chapter 219 Damn it, play so big? !
Fang Muyu is in awe, shocked by the magnificence of the starry sky, and immersed in the three-dimensional images that appear wherever he goes.
During the discovery of the scene around her, following the Rose Nebula, she held the tablet and kept looking for it in the venue.
The tablet faced the center of the field, and a man wearing a minoka was holding a knife in his hand.
There was determination and unyielding in his expression, even those who didn't know him at the moment would be moved by it.
That person, Fang Muyu had heard of it.
Fu Yunyan...a player who loved the Xia Ke Xing, died of illness, and later Qiu Yaoyang put him in the game and became a ferryman.
"Crossing people, crossing immortals, not crossing myself..."
She muttered to herself, and Du Hang followed her gaze and pointed the tablet there.
"Fu Yunyan...Isn't this the player that Qiu Yaoyang took care of and put into the game?"
"No, now he's an NPC."
Fang Muyu added, thinking in his heart.
The dead are gone, so are the living.
Originally a deceased person, but because of Qiu Yaoyang, he can live in the game in another identity.
For those who have passed away, it is a new life, and for the family of the deceased, is it not a kind of comfort?
For Qiu Yaoyang, this is a dispensable thing. Adding an NPC is just writing more code, but it contains awe for the deceased.
Fang Muyu sighed in his heart.
Even though Qiu Yaoyang seldom appeared in front of the public and never spoke much, but when the character 467 appeared in front of her, she suddenly discovered that Qiu Yaoyang's heart was filled with the passion of a chivalrous person.
Du Hang saw Fu Yunyan and said with emotion.
"Qiu Yaoyang's chivalry."
And when he moved the tablet in his hand a little, he saw a lone figure flashing past.
Du Hang hurriedly turned the tablet, and sure enough, the lonely back passed by Fu Yunyan and walked in the venue. The loneliness that was suppressed to the extreme came to him, and he felt a little empathy.
He seemed to see a lonely and stubborn man climbing Gao Feng, all the way to the mountains and the water to build bridges.
Du Hang clicked his tongue, squinted his eyes, and said with emotion.
"Look at the back next to that, every time I think this is Qiu Yaoyang himself."
"Let's make a game...that's it, going forward alone, every time it is Dugu's coding, alas, very few can persevere."
Fang Muyu heard his emotional words and agreed with him, but he was unwilling to respond to him, and instead looked for other scenes in the venue.
After several glances, I couldn't find the scene that was supposed to be [My War]. After searching carefully, I found the figures of tanks and planes near the edge of the venue. provoke.
I thought this was the scene of 'I fight', but I found that it was not so simple.
The real protagonists are the forces on the other side that are not many in number, but have been desperately resisting.
They don't have many weapons, and even in order to protect the friendly army, they need to use their lives to block, but in order to protect the small area behind them, they refuse to let it go.
Seeing this scene, Fang Muyu motioned for Du Hang to look over.
After he saw it, he was thoughtful.
"It is said that 'I fight' is Qiu Yaoyang's war against monopoly game manufacturers. Does that mean that these two parties represent him and foreign monopoly game manufacturers?"
He paused, with a little emotion and complexity in his tone.
"Xia Ke Xing may be Qiu Yaoyang's own character, and Sekiro... may be the epitome of his experience."
"What about the endless deep space?"
The game makers sitting next to them all gathered around and discussed.
Du Hang thought and did not speak.
Fang Muyu looked at the screen on the tablet and answered.
"Maybe it's his awe of the game, using this game to remind himself that the game is not a tool to make money, but should be given a deeper meaning."
"As for my war, this is his war. Especially now that domestic games are being suppressed, it is very precious to dare to fight against monopoly manufacturers."
The game makers sitting next to each other nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, I never thought that he would dare to declare war on foreign manufacturers who monopolize gunfighting games. It's too brave."
"Haha, I admire him very much, let's just start without saying a word!"
"Seriously, Qiu Yaoyang's projection technique is really powerful..."
Scene after scene, these small and medium game manufacturers (cdfe) have a deeper understanding of Qiu Yaoyang.
"I feel that Qiu Yaoyang called us here this time, it's really not showing off, maybe it's something..."
Like these game makers, the audience who entered the venue quickly discovered the magic of the tablet, and great enthusiasm broke out in the crowd.
Unlike the tablets of game manufacturers, they click into the software, need to bind their own accounts, and then enter the camera.
The first thing they saw was the towering mountain in the center of the arena.
On the snow-capped Huashan Mountain, there were Emperor Futian, Ni Hongchen, the swordsman and swordsman who were the number one swordsman in the world at the beginning, and Fu Yunyan, who was an infinitely embarrassing swordsman.
Dai Xiaomei was holding the tablet in one hand and the live broadcast device in the other. She was deeply fascinated by the characters on the screen at the moment.
"Emperor Burial, Ni Hongchen..."
Many fans in the live broadcast room were boiling when they saw the characters in the center.
"I'm so big by playing?! It feels like two different time and space are now subtly merged together. It's so shocking!"
"My favorite Ni Hongchen!!! If I can see Ni Hongchen at the anniversary, I am complete. Fortunately, the Qiu Thief Anti-Bankruptcy Fund was established at that time, otherwise I might not be able to see Ni Hongchen."
"Hey, it's not that Thief Qiu is frantically testing on the edge of bankruptcy every time. Really, I don't worry at all. This time, I feel that our anti-bankruptcy fund Qiu is about to start again..."
The fans who stayed in the live broadcast room of Xiaomei went from praising the pictures, crooked buildings to preventing bankruptcy funds. Many new viewers learned that the fans raised donations to invest one billion in the TV series adaptation of Xia Ke Xing, and couldn't help but stunned.
"I'm going, one billion investment? Just to prevent Qiu Yaoyang from going bankrupt? You guys are too exaggerated, why are you being so nice to Qiu Yaoyang?"
Seeing this question, Little Sister Dian raised her brows, showed a surprised expression, and snorted bitterly.
"Who treats Thief Qiu well? Are we worried about Thief Qiu? We are worried about our four sons. It has nothing to do with Thief Qiu being bankrupt or not, but the game cannot be closed!"
While Xiaomei said this, fans in her live broadcast room were also showing their support.
"That's right, who said we were worried about Thief Qiu? Thief Qiu, that bastard, who cares about him? We just want to play games."
"Qiu thief should stay where it's cool, he's not important, he's just a game tool person, it's not important at all."
The fans who scolded Qiu Yaoyang wildly in the live broadcast room also made the audience who raised this question confused.
I'm afraid these people are not Qiu Yaoyang's black fans, right?
However, no matter what, after a period of time in the entire venue, the lights turned on a lot in an instant, and at the same time, there were also a lot of spectators who began to sit down and set their eyes on the center of the huge stage. . .