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Jiang Qiao took the initiative to throw out a friend application, in order to get rid of this reporter who seemed to smell big news, and she quickly agreed to the friend application.

And Jiang Qiao silently dragged her into the group of 'received messages but don't remind'.

"Then when will you write the book?" The frontline reporter asked again.

"Tomorrow." Jiang Qiao talked nonsense for a while, and then began to chant a magic to return to the main city.

"Tomorrow? When is tomorrow?"

Before the front-line reporters had time to ask questions, Jiang Qiao's city return spell had already been read, and Jiang Qiao's figure turned into light and disappeared into the Tower of Trials, reappearing on the streets of Lionheart City.

"What are you going to do next?"

As always, Hailan followed Jiang Qiao as a ghost. Now the development in the Holy Spirit was gradually becoming stable. Newcomers flooded into Lionheart City every day, and every level of dungeon was explored by players.

The task of provoking the knights from the outside world probably...maybe can bring the players' skills to a higher level.

"Go and say hello to those believers in your plane of divinity." Jiang Qiao walked towards the direction of the astronomy tower. I will arrange the instance event in fourteen days."

When Jiang Qiao walked into the Astrology Tower, the gadget on the Tiangong game platform reminded Jiang Qiao that he had received a text message from the real world.

The content of the text message was sent by my father, Qiao An. The content of the text message was very simple and only had one sentence: 'I succeeded, and you will soon enter the era of [-]D projection games! '

"This efficiency is faster than I expected, and it's time for me to start working." Jiang Qiao came to the top floor of the astrology tower and opened the star map.

The fragment of Hailan's godhead plane is still slowly floating towards the place where the tower of trials is.

………………

At night, King's Landing Team Club.

Zhao Mingwei finished his whole day's training and sat on a chair watching the fifth-ranked video in the Youtu Danmaku online game division. The title of the video was "The Gun Knight Was Knocked Down and Autistic, Operations of a Great God-level Player".

Recently, there have been more and more videos of "Holy Spirit" on Youtu Danmaku. Zhao Mingwei believes that one of the important reasons is that the battle of the Holy Spirit is very entertaining. The battles produced are no less than a special effects movie, and it is the kind of special effects movie where the martial arts director is particularly good.

But as a competitor of the Holy Spirit, "Dispute" is not weak in combat viewing... Zhao Mingwei has seen too many new games in the past seven years that are expected to surpass the status of Dispute, but most of them disappeared in the end.

Zhao Mingwei thinks that the Holy Spirit has this potential, but he is not sure...

"Master Laughing."

Lin Xi popped up from behind Zhao Mingwei and handed Zhao Mingwei today's dinner.

"What's the matter at the top?" Zhao Mingwei knew that Lin Xi was bringing him a meal at this time, it must be that the club's senior management had some extra work for him to do.

"Commercial, you are going to shoot a new commercial today and tomorrow." Lin Xi pulled a chair and sat beside Zhao Mingwei and said, "I heard that the ace players of other clubs will also go."

"It's not the trump card that is the most popular, right?" Zhao Mingwei knew that his state of playing Discord had fallen to a level that was not at the top level, but the power of Nian Qi in the holy spirit made Zhao Mingwei regain his peak state.

"Yes, many acquaintances from the four major teams have gone to the official advertisement of Dispute," Lin Xi said.

"Official commercial? Isn't the eighth season only half a year away?" Zhao Mingwei knew that the only thing that could invite so many professional players to shoot commercials was the promo video of the season.

"It's not a season promotion! Let me tell you! The Discord official has made a big move recently." Lin Xi lowered her voice and said, "It seems that the future games are going to use three-dimensional projection."

"Three-dimensional stereoscopic projection?" Zhao Mingwei was a little surprised when he heard this word that only existed in sci-fi movies in the past. "Is this thing really invented?"

"I'm not sure about this, but this is the official advertisement of Dispute. If there are three-dimensional projections, the popularity of Discord competitions should be raised to a higher level in the future." Lin Xi thought for a while looking at Zhao Mingwei's pensive expression. He still added, "Although the Holy Spirit is a good game, its popularity is still not as good as Dispute, and there are very few players. Let me tell you the truth, you can play the Holy Spirit as a game, but don't think about being a professional player." Come and see."

"I will not."

Zhao Mingwei was a little tired of the profession of professional players. Playing Discord was his job, but the Holy Spirit was his entertainment after work.

There is no need to say which of the two games he prefers. Zhao Mingwei still hopes that the enthusiasm of the Holy Spirit will surpass the dispute.

But Discord is a top-notch online game in the world, and the professional league is in full swing. Even if some players don't play the game very much, they will pay attention to this game through the professional league. This is the feeling among players.

The emergence of three-dimensional stereoscopic projection will definitely push the heat of the disputed professional league to a new climax, but what about the holy spirit?This game is still in the slow land reclamation stage, and the number of servers is only about 5000.

"I don't need to compare it with disputes."

Zhao Mingwei thought of this, and looked out the window. From here, he could vaguely see the colorful Jiangcheng Food Street in the distance.

Ever since the hunting in the abyss in Jiangcheng, Zhao Mingwei always had a premonition... the game of the holy spirit may completely change everyone's way of life in the future.

Chapter 50 Nothing to Talk About

Jiang Qiao didn't use his summoner role to go to Hailan's divine plane, but instead summoned a ghost body similar to Tanji.

The projection of the star map appeared in front of Jiang Qiao. Jiang Qiao picked up the ghost body and stuffed it into the plane of fragments of the godhead in Hailan, the star map.

This time, the teleportation consumed less than [-] energy of Jiangqiao's creation, because the ghost body has no combat power, at most it can play a reconnaissance role.

After finishing all this, Jiang Qiao found a chair and sat down, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to connect his vision with the ghost body far away on the sea blue godhead plane.

"Aren't you coming?" Jiang Qiao glanced at Hai Lan who was looking at the star map at the last moment.

The sea blue cherry red lips fluttered, and finally shook his head slightly.

"alright."

Jiang Qiao didn't force his eyes to close. When Jiang Qiao opened his eyes again, he found that he was already floating in mid-air.

The sky changed from the blue-white sky of the Holy Spirit to a gloomy gray. What Jiangqiao saw below was a city with a somewhat weird architectural style, but Jiangqiao could vaguely make out the city walls, buildings such as castles and palaces, and ...the battlefield beyond the walls.

"This is really a lot of casualties."

Jiang Qiao floated to the battlefield outside the city wall. Looking around the battlefield, he could only see corpses lying on the ground. The two enemy soldiers in armor stabbed each other's bodies with swords in their hands. In the end, both sides died together. Forever fixed in this world.

There was no one alive on the battlefield, and the blood had completely dried up. Jiang Qiao approached a dead soldier, and the spherical phantom stretched out an 'arm' and took off the soldier's helmet.

The dead body under the helmet has completely lost its moisture, and has not turned into a skeleton. The dry skin is attached to the soldier's bones, a bit like an Egyptian mummy.

"It's turned into a mummified corpse. Is it possible that these guys will be resurrected after the players come?" Jiang Qiao can already think of what the main enemy of this dungeon is.

Hailan's godhead fragment plane is a dungeon with an average level of [-]. When the official attack is made, all the corpses that fell on the battlefield should be resurrected.

"I don't know if it's useful to set a fire, let's look at other places first."

Jiang Qiao put the helmet back on and floated into the city again.

What surprised Jiang Qiao was... the city was still alive, or it seemed to be alive.

On the street, Jiangqiao could still see people dressed as civilians walking around, vendors setting up stalls on the street to trade with the passing residents, children chasing and playing with each other, and there was an endless stream of horse-drawn carriages on the street. You can also see thieves and robbers blackmailing civilians on street corners.

From this point of view, it is indeed a city full of life, but there is a problem... all the residents in it are dead.

Every resident is the same as the soldiers outside the city. They are all corpses with dry skin. They are like puppets with gears, repeating the same day in the city.