On the website, except for videos, there is no information, only a green background like the annual rings of trees.

But because it is a work by Gong Qiying II's studio, even a background pattern can make players around the world think of a hundred times the metaphor out of thin air.

"Damn, the new work trailer will be released so soon! Want to cheat me of money again?"

In an instant, Shao Shuangyue, who was already sleepy, became excited immediately. She sat upright and then opened her eyes wide to close to the computer screen. At this time, she could still see a little bit of the big-eyed beauty, but soon, this beautiful girl's temperament was shattered by the unruly laughter: "Okay, okay! I don't know if it's a DLC or a new work trailer!"

Without any hesitation, she immediately clicked on CG to watch.

The first thing that caught my eye was a heavy rain on the sea and the Razer scattered across the dim sky.

Amid the lightning and thunder, the waves were surging. In the storm, a huge treasure ship with a dragon flag broke through the huge waves and arrived at a small island full of dense forests but silent but silent.

A low and old male voice as a narration, accompanied by a gentle voice, telling in a low voice, just like an archaeological professor chanting records in dusty ancient classics.

[From ancient times, human beings have been pursuing immortality and intending to transcend the cycle of fate.]

The treasure ship stopped steadily. On the deck, a tall, white-haired old man wearing golden bright armor and majestic aura pushed away the guard who wanted to support him, stepped off the boat, and stepped onto the quiet island.

[From the emperor who is high above to the mediocre vagabond. No matter who is it, he is eager to find its way from ancient classics, legends in the mountains, unpredictable prophecies and the results of sacrifices.]

The fully armed guards lit torches to protect the old man in golden armor to break through the jungle. The guards were extremely powerful, and even the big trees they hugged were not stopping their pace. The entire team was like bulldozers, crushing a road on the dark green forest island, leading to the hill in the center of the island.

And on this hill, there is a small seedling like a potted plant growing alone in the storm and dew.

[Rumor: Jianmu towers above the Linghe Hill, peaches grow on the side of the huge sea, and the divine wood has fruits, so I can't die if I take it.]

Staring at the extremely young sapling for several minutes, the disappointed old man took his own hands and picked up the seedling and the soil below it.

As soon as the camera turned, the seedling was already located behind a temple in the mountains of the southern country and was enshrined among the mountains and rivers. In the background, you can vaguely see an extremely prosperous city not far away, where the sound of "The Emperor collapsed in Yong'an Palace" sounded far away.

The busy palace and the quiet temple are facing each other from afar, and the contrast between movement and stillness.

【Time flies, the world changes.】

Time flies, two hundred years have passed, and the walls of the newly built temples are gradually covered with ivy and moss, and the strong beams and pillars are gradually decaying and renovating.

When people go, people come, the sound is full of sound, but the seedling remains unchanged.

Until that day, an old Taoist who was guarding the temple stopped breathing with a smile while taking care of the seedlings and watering it with spiritual water.

【Only people's hearts are not easy.】

There was a light of spirit like a soul, falling on the green leaves.

Then, the divine wood was inspired, the sun was one zhang long, the night was seven feet long, and three years old, as high as a mountain.

[One day, the divine tree is formed and immortality has arrived.]

You can see an extremely huge sacred tree standing between heaven and earth, its trunk and root support the heaven and earth like a sacred mountain, and the crown of the tree goes straight to the clouds, connecting the sky and the earth.

At this moment, the tone of the entire video suddenly darkened, becoming dark and hazy, as if it was in a cloud and mist.

Originally far away from the temple, the imperial capital, which was crowded with people and was once extremely prosperous, turned into collapsed wreckage. On the streets, huge wooden centipedes and black-armored soldiers were marching. They destroyed everything along the way, leaving only dry blood and ruins.

[But the era of disasters and turmoil comes with it.]

Just among the black wreckage of the town, silent people gathered. A tall Confucian scholar was covered in darkness and bloody hands, as if he had been digging in the ruins for a long time. He stared at the ruins of his hometown and the corpses in the ruins. The Confucian scholar clenched his fists, and his dull eyes reflected the flames that were still burning in the ruins.

The camera stretched, countless different armors, as if an army formed by people from a hundred schools of thought, began to approach the black armored soldiers and giant beasts, and charged each other!

The screen became darker, and then the clear sound of swords and swords clashing!

The short CG ends here, and the following content of the video is full of passionate accompaniment music, with a series of flashing ink concept pictures - huge wooden root monsters, armored swords that restore history, warriors who control light skills in mid-air, huge machinery of steampunk and floating ships.

There are even some spoilers related to the game content flashed in a flash - in the northern wind and snow, the squad marching towards the volcano suddenly descended, the inheritors of the ancient heritage, the fighting sound effects of a series of sword fighting, and the Kuroki Demon Soldiers who were laughing wildly in the wind and snow, charging towards the fortress.

The progress bar gradually approaches the end, and the low male voice slowly announces the end of the short film.

【Who can rest assured of troubled times?】

Just after this meaningful finale, the entire short film ended, and the LOGO logo of the [Dark Wolf] series appeared in the center of the black screen.

Immediately afterwards, the wood roots spread, forming its subtitle.

【Immortal Calamity】

For a moment, the quiet needles fell in the room.

Immediately afterwards, there was a girl's excited scream and ecstatic nonsense.

"Steampunk! Martial arts! Oriental theme! My God, is the old thief planning to restart the world line in the mid-crystal times?!" ①

"Shut·up·and·take·my·money! Take my money! Make the game body quickly!"

Shao Shuangyue's excited voice, no matter how good the sound insulation effect is, Shao Qiming, who is located in the room next to her, could definitely hear it. Compared with half a year ago, the young man who had improved more than half a year ago, had no choice but to knock on his sister's door, coughed, and suggested that the other party calm down.

After the sound in Shao Shuangyue's room calmed down, he returned to the room, continued to pick up the headphones and microphone, and communicated with his friend Su Zhou in voice communication.

[It is roughly this. The surname of ‘BOSS’ is Tang. The family has five branches. The core is the one with the most suspicious one. It is in the place where you know, that ‘corporate’, and other news. I have already entrusted the client and transferred some materials to you. Ah Zhou, now you understand. The boss is very strong, and our equipment is not enough for the time being...]

Although it should be impossible for someone to be bored to detect such voice sounds like a copy of the strategy, Shao Qiming still did this with caution, and he believed that his friends would understand what he meant.

【Well, I understand everything.】

Sure enough, from the headphones, a voice that friends always have full confidence came from. Shao Qiming smiled and continued: "As for the advanced issue you mentioned, if your talent is really that good, the academy and the official will definitely give you the qualifications to be recommended - of course, you may need to go through a formality and show your abilities in the Holy Election Examination, so as not to think that it is a secret operation."

"After all, you have to know that people are not very strong about the revival of spiritual energy. They are not very familiar with what extraordinary power can bring and what can be changed. Ordinary people practice very slowly, and it takes a long time to get results. Even if they have the confidence to continue practicing, the official will definitely find opportunities to let everyone know the results that practice can bring."

Speaking of this, Shao Qiming touched his chest.

The lungs, which were once vaguely ached all the time, have now returned to normal, even more so than ordinary people. He smiled slightly and then said with great energy: "In short, according to the vague news from my father and others, the official country, especially the education system, is indeed a typical example of looking for a few young people... Ah Zhou, you can really fight for it."

At the other end of the communication, the voice was silent for a while, and soon after, Su Zhou's voice sounded again: [——Since that's the case, I'll try it as much as possible.]

Even if it was a humble sentence, it seemed like it was inevitable to win the tone. Shao Qiming was not surprised at all, and he felt that it was natural: "After all, it was you. Right?"

【After all, it’s me! Hahaha!】

The two of them laughed at the same time, and the air was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Shao Qiming has been really happy these days - first of all, his mother Wen Yuefeng's illness has gradually begun to heal, and his legs and feet are getting better and better. Even a little bit of flesh has grown. With the help of Aunt He, he can take a few steps to recover.

To this end, Shao's father Shao Nantiandu specially flew back from Tiandu and stayed with them for three weeks. He also brought many policy secrets that ordinary people did not know, allowing Shao Qiming to know the current official attitude towards the revival of spiritual energy and the many gradually emerging awakened people.

For example, the news that Shao Qiming told Su Zhou before was one of them.

【Speaking of this, Qiming, I remember Aunt Wen’s birthday was this month, right?

Suddenly, Su Zhou stopped laughing, and a sound that seemed to be confirmed in his headphones came from his headphones.

"Yes, yes." Shao Qiming nodded inexplicably: "What's wrong with this month on the 17th?"

【December 17, it’s okay.】

At this moment.

December 10, 2014, at 1:15 am.

Black and gray clouds rolled in the dome, and the turbulent cold wind and blizzards rage between the sky and the earth.

Su Zhou, who was dressed like white snow, seemed to be invisible in the heavy snow, was holding a mobile phone in one hand, and his spiritual power flashed around him to isolate the wind and snow.

He stood on the top floor of a building, looking into the distance, as if he was looking at Hengcheng in the distance.

That is, the city where the ghost witch family is located.

——Time is still time.

He chuckled and thought so, then raised his phone and said calmly to his friend on the other end of the phone.

"nothing."
Chapter completed!