What should I do if it is too popular with players?

Chapter 60

After Yuyu Kuaidong agreed to the application of "AO", it didn't take long to find that the new video had been uploaded to his personal mailbox.

He didn't pay much attention to it.After all, in this era, due to the popularity of AI, some low- and middle-level occupations have largely declined or even disappeared.

For example, basic accounting work, low-level painter work and so on.

But that's clearly not why the Humanoids don't use AI.

For example, the short video produced by Yuyu Kuaidong this time, and the series of AI-generated illustrations at the beginning of "Bai Ying", if it were replaced by the era before the establishment of the Human Consortium, the cost of hiring an artist to draw these illustrations would be It will cost tens of thousands of dollars.

The most important thing is that many illustrators with poor drawing skills can't draw well. Not to mention money, they waste a lot of time and energy, and can't get the effect they want.

But now you can fulfill your needs with just one click of the mouse, why not do it?
He heard that there are a group of advanced AI in the Human Consortium. After taking up enough supercomputing power, they can almost completely abandon routine and repetitive related tasks and achieve a high degree of completion in the shortest possible time.

"AO" who can support "The Gate of the Nether" is obviously one of them.

After all... not every advanced AI can claim to be a "smart brain". Only when the supercomputing power supporting AI reaches the standard can the AI ​​be given the title of smart brain given by the Human Consortium.

For example, in the country where I live, the most famous intellectual brain is "Tianchi Lingguang". It seems that there are more intellectual brains that fish and fish move quickly and don't understand. They are more deeply cultivated in some more secret and complex fields.

"Gate of the Nether" can almost be called an epoch-making game. It is perfectly normal to have an intelligent brain to control it, and it is understandable even if it does not.

No matter how many black technologies appear in military-to-civilian products, it is normal.

but……

All this continued until she saw the video sent from her personal mailbox.

After Yuyu quickly watched the latest version of the video, he slowly removed the connector of the game cabin, and the translucent hatch was slowly raised. He stood up and leaned against the hatch quietly, Can not calm down for a long time.

"What is this promotional video? Is there any necessary connection with the thing I made before?"

He sighed softly, looking at Fanhu City outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"The wind is a bit noisy today!"

Yuyu Kuaidong, who has never had much feeling for emotional works, just feels empty in his heart at this moment.

He unhurriedly opened Xiaopozhan and several other websites, and after some operations, he uploaded the latest video corrected by Zhinao to the accounts on different platforms.

When the video on the last platform was successfully uploaded, Yuyu Kuaidong first sighed, and then showed a sick smile on his face: "Jie Jie Jie, from now on, let the world feel the pain!"

……

Nasiria unhurriedly took off the connector, and slowly got up in the customized game cabin. She yawned a little sleepily, and took out a can of coffee beans from the closet.

There is a small bar in the spacious living room, and the manual coffee grinder on the bar looks a bit retro.

Probably due to long-term friction and touch, the wooden handle of the coffee machine has a unique luster, and the exquisite and small speaker next to it plays soothing and melodious music.

Nasiriya enjoys the feeling of living slowly in a fast-paced era.

She listened to the old songs played on the stereo, and felt the smooth and bitter taste of the freshly brewed handmade coffee between her lips and teeth, with a relaxed expression on her face.

"The UP master "Yuyu Quickly Move" you follow is updated!"

Nasiria, who was drinking coffee, froze for a moment, got up and turned down the volume of the stereo beside her.

She is a fan of Yuyu Kuaidong, and she started to pay attention to this UP owner a long time ago.
Accompanied by the sound of a guitar with a touch of sadness and memories, the picture freezes on the little Kyle sitting on the swing and looking at the backs of other children in the school. Its owner is very disappointed.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the ground of the college, dyeing the grass and stakes red.

As soon as the perspective was switched, he came to the front of Little Kyle.

He lowered his head, his eyes were gloomy and pitiful, his fingers tightly grasped the rope of the swing, and there was an indescribable loss in his eyes.

On the side, the parents who were pulling the children were vaguely heard talking in a low voice.

"What are you doing? Didn't you tell you not to play with him? He'll suck you dry!"

"Hey, isn't this the kid?"

"Yeah, he's the one..."

Kyle's eyes were slightly red on the swing.

When the screen changed, the little succubus grabbed the corner of his father's clothes in Kyle's house, and there was no more haze: "Hey, Anthony, hurry up and take me to practice magic!"

"Don't say 'hey', 'hey'! Don't you know that your father and I are a great person?" When Anthony said this to Kyle, there was a small proud expression on his face, as if he wanted to get his own child The praise is average.

That scene made people look knowingly smiling.

But the more melancholy and low-pitched guitar made the corners of Nasiria's raised mouth twitch, and then shrank again.

After all, she knew that this was not a happy story.

The picture ignores Nasiria's melancholy, as if the time wheel is still going on.

Anthony quietly asked someone to sew the mage's simple uniform with lion prints

Anthony, who quietly sealed the mage's simple clothes into Kyle's wardrobe, had a smile on his face.

He always wants that child to be happier, even if that happiness may be only a little bit.

Time seemed to pass a bit more, and Kyle looked a little older.

"Father, accompany me to the Magic Association next time! I want to practice the freezing aura again!"

At that time, when Anthony was tired and came home, he saw Kyle's expectant eyes, and he squatted down without taking off his armor, and rubbed his little head helplessly:
"Forgive me, Kyle, next time!"

"Okay! You must take me with you next time."

As soon as the music stopped, "May Rain" opened at 00:16, the Kagura bell swayed, and the violin, shamisen, shakuhachi and drums chased after the past.

"Kyle, there are really many things I want to tell you..."

"I really want to live with you..."

"Thank you for making me a mother, and thank you for making Anthony a father..."

In a burst of black screen, a gentle and crying female voice sounded. The voice became weaker and weaker. Before Nasiria could appreciate it carefully, the scene had switched to Anthony, the evil god slayer who descended from the saint.

Blood-stained armor, ruined walls, and corpses everywhere.

Nasiria could only see the blood-red magic power spreading from the cracks in Anthony's armor and covering his back.

The blazing sun was furious, the great sword was broken, and the lion-like golden hair of the depleted knight was blown by the strong wind, making the last charge of his life.

"Cough cough~"

"my son."

"You grew up in Ibel."

"What you eat is the food grown in the land of England."

"What I drink is water from the southeast river."

"Your life is already inseparable from human beings and Ibel's people."

That scarlet sun sank heavily into the Flesh Mountain Range.

At this moment, the flesh and blood of the evil god descended from the gods was eroded by the scorching mantra.

When everything returned to silence, Anthony, whose eyes were already in a trance, watched snowflakes falling on his armor, dragging his heavy body up onto the Griffin.

The griffin, soaring high with wings, wailed blood and led him across snowy fields, mountains and rivers, rivers, lakes and seas.

Until he finally fell in front of his comrades.

"Anthony?" The muzzle of the imposing mana rifle of the Lionheart Battle Group was raised, aiming at the former comrade-in-arms.

"The encirclement...failed, they~cough, they were polluted." Anthony no longer remembered that he had ended the evil god, and his eyes were wandering, which was a symptom of his highly polluted spirit.

"What about you?"

"I~ brought the information back, the information is in..." Before the words fell, Anthony, who had completely lost his mind, let out a muffled grunt, and a lot of lightning flashed out of his helmet.

Then the iron fist smashed down on his head, the armor-piercing cone dunked in, and amidst the roar of the magic rifle, accompanied by the sad look on the knight's face, the white shawl was stained red by splashing blood.

The camera gradually zoomed out, a drop of splashed blood flew out of the spiral tower, crossed the long moonlight, and kept falling in the air.

Accompanied by the capture of the camera, the tip of the iceberg of the Royal Capital of England was lifted.

Low bungalows, slums...

Castles, Baroque complexes, spiral towers...

Amidst the mourning and joy, the conversation of the lion heart knights was faintly heard.

"The siege failed?"

"No, Anthony and the others succeeded. Before the Lionheart passed, the hatched foreign evil gods had been repatriated—at the cost of the death of the Lionheart Knights of the 11th Iron Crusade."

"According to the [Lionheart Knight Treaty], after he finds out that he may be infected, he should not return to the territory, and should wait where he is."

"Because his child..."

"Ok?"

"The child brought over by the succubus is the one who is now a librarian at the Secret Volume Mage Academy."

"No wonder... Waiting for the evil to break out, his sanctuary crystals will be directly polluted, come back and let us kill, at least we can leave something for the little succubus..."

There was a muffled sound of flesh being torn apart, as if someone had dug out something, Nasiria only felt his heart twitch, and a look of sadness appeared on his face.

"He is a qualified father!"

"Also a qualified knight. Go, Fox, give the child something, let him absorb it as soon as possible..."

"Wait, what about you, leader? Where are you going?"

"I really want to kill people today, especially those believers of evil gods. Fox, you must deliver Anthony's sanctuary core to the child safely and securely."

"What's his name?"

"Kyle, Kyle D. Heloise, a good boy."

The drop of blood fell on the lawn, and beside the spattered blood, a gust of wind blew by and scattered the flowers.

As soon as the screen turned, in the spacious living room, Fox Knight's face was flushed, and he wanted to say something but couldn't say it. The lord Kyle, who is very familiar to countless players, said:

"Father, are you brave on the battlefield above?"

Nasiriya only felt suffocated, and felt a terrible pain in her heart.

Before she could think about it, the sad background music began to fluctuate, and in the room where the moonlight was pouring, the succubus opened its tail and swallowed the sanctuary crystal in one gulp.

His eyes lost their highlight, like a hollow puppet.

"Father..." A tear flowed quietly, and his pale face gradually became normal.

Nasiria suddenly realized a problem: if possible, Kyle might be the last person who doesn't want his body to recover.

She couldn't help herself from being stabbed, she opened her mouth, only feeling the pain in her heart.

Fortunately, the sad music gradually disappeared, and a burst of light and lively music brought back Nasiria, whose eyes almost lost their brightness from the knife.

In the tavern, the young lord stood in front of his loyal knight and said loudly:

"Jonathan, look up."

The loyal knight raised his head and looked at the young lord.

"Then let me ask you, are you my citizen?"

The knight raised his neck and said in an extremely firm voice: "It is my honor to serve Lancaster. I mean, there is no doubt about it."

"Have you ever committed something that violated the public order, good customs, laws and regulations of the territory?"

"Never."

"Then why do you hang your head down!"

The lord said so seriously: "You have never made a mistake, and you have offered your courage and faith to your lord. You have never deviated from it, and you have never forgotten it. What is the crime?"

For some reason, Nasiria felt envious of that knight for a while.

As the cheerful and relaxing music gradually entered the final chorus, the picture suddenly became brighter.

Lancaster's idyllic estate.

The residents of Titan Town are friendly and communicative.

Sweaty Rangers on the frontier.

He even saw many players, including himself who had a glimpse and shuttled through the alleys.

In the end, the picture was fixed on Kyle, who was manipulating the magic thread, constantly shuttling through the forest, harvesting corrupt treants and shadow wolves like walking in the air.

That scene was so picturesque!

【Welcome to the gate of the underworld, my warrior】

A line of subtitles jumped out, and Nasiria looked at the scene in confusion.

"It's gone? It's gone? What's down there! Yuyu, you've done all the bad things, what's down here!?"

……

In fact, there is not just one player who is screaming like Nasiria. After this video was released, it went out of the circle at an astonishing speed. In a short time, it became popular all over the Internet!
　Street diary:
　　I am going to lose my mind after revising this chapter. I just feel that the chapter I wrote is really cool. Also, the three pieces of music that appear here are all from an anime "Naruto".

　　That thing is basically equivalent to the youth of me, a writer who hit the street. After many years, I didn't expect that this anime finally came to the end, and there was an extra incombustible (annoyed)!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)