Li Yada and Tang Yishu bowed their heads to record, but did not ask more questions.

If the two of them were still confused when the Chaolu game platform was first established, then at this stage, all the doubts have gone out of the sky.

The game platform has taken off, so Mr. Pei will definitely let it fly higher next.

As for why such an arrangement makes it fly higher...

No matter what, the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge.

No matter how many setbacks this system encounters, what difficulties it encounters, or what misunderstandings it ends, it will definitely be as successful as Mr. Pei’s plan in the end.

If that's the case, what else can I worry about?

Of course, this system is still very vague. How tasting players screen, how to dismiss, and how many people they need to maintain, these contents need to be carefully considered and long-term planning.

However, if you have such details, you must not expect Mr. Pei to take care of everything yourself.

This is the task of Tang Yishu and Li Yada.

Seeing that the two of them did not raise any questions, Pei Qian couldn't help feeling a little complicated.

Every time I say a new idea, Pei Qian's mentality is always very contradictory.

If the subordinate asks questions, it will make him worry that his subordinates will not understand the spirit properly, and they will also have to use great deception to deepen their wrong impression;

The subordinates didn't ask questions, but Pei Qian was afraid that they would have misunderstood the situation on the spot, so after some imagination, he became even more distorted with his original intention.

Anyway, I’m not at ease!

But then I thought about it, the beginning of Chaolu game platform was already shattered, and at this time there was not such a lot of pressure.

At worst, it’s just to take the last step ahead of time and drink poison to quench thirst!

Anyway, this is not the first time I have done this.

Pei Qian looked at the time and it was almost time to get off work, so he stood up after drinking coffee.

"Okay, let's arrange the matters on the game platform first. You can decide this tasting system and report it to me in time."

"It's the weekend, come home from get off work!"

...

At the same time, Yan Qi has downloaded and completed the update content of "Eternal Reincarnation".

He entered the game with a very longing mentality.

As the producer of the action mobile game "Blade of Empire", Yan Qi is also a loyal enthusiast of action games.

Although his psychological endurance is not particularly good, and his frequent suffering in "Looking Back Is the Stra" often makes him incompetent and furious, the unique combat mechanism in "Looking Back Is the Stra" has the stimulation of defeating powerful enemies, the level design full of conspiracy, and the design concept of breaking the dimensional wall... All these still make him love and hate this game and can't stop.

Having been tired of playing "Back to the Strait", this new dlc naturally put all his expectations.

The official has already said that this time, only 25% of the content in DLC has been updated.

Many players think 25% is too small and not satisfied.

But Yan Qi doesn’t think so. 25% of the game content is enough to play for a long time, and the key is that it can be played in advance!

It’s a month in advance to play “Eternal Reincarnation”, and it’s a happy thing to think about it.

Of course, the premise is that the level of this dlc is online.

If the DLC is split and released just to seek speed and popularity, but the player's gaming experience is reduced, Yan Qi will never agree.

Enter the game.

Yan Qi originally thought he would go directly to the title interface, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a black screen and played a new cutscene.

...

In the quiet temple, blood-red maple leaves slowly fall.

Soothing, melodious melody sounds.

There is a similar melody at the beginning of "Looking Back is the Side", but the melody is melodious and melodious, with a unique sad atmosphere, while this melody is calm, peaceful, and a little Zen thought.

After listening carefully, I felt that the passionate blood lurking in my heart was slowly awakening, and there was a vague sound of conquest.

This seems to imply that there is a considerable difference between the tone of "Returning to the Storm" and "Eternal Reincarnation".

With a "bang", a black piece fell on the chessboard.

The one holding the dark spot is a pair of hands covered with calluses, weathered but full of powerful strength and confidence.

When the black piece fell, a thin and wrinkled hand trembled across the board.

The white sprig fell down, and the thin and withered right hand retracted, and the monk's robe flashed by.

On the chessboard, a big dragon with a black piece was strangled by a white piece and was almost in a state of death.

A sound of aging sounded.

"I have heard of the name of the donor."

As the picture turned, a young swordsman appeared on the screen.

In the setting sun, his shadow was pulled long and his sword was hidden in the sheath.

He is alone, but it seems to contain an extremely terrifying edge.

Around the camera, countless sharp swords were unsheathed, and people from the martial arts face surrounded him.

However, the next second, the young swordsman gently swung the long sword, and the blood on the sword gathered into blood beads and rolled down.

He put his sword into the sheath, stepped over the corpse on the ground, and walked towards the sunset.

The bodies of people from the world are in a mess, with a look of fear and disbelief on their faces.

"When the donor was seventeen years old, he was brave enough to be a hero, and could kill all the sluts."

The picture turns, in the gorgeous palace.

"There are assassins! Protect the car!"

The imperial guards held a spear or a long sword, and although they were neatly arranged, they still retreated back in control.

He looked like he was in his thirties and had a sluggish beard, taking steady steps across the high threshold, with empty hands, but his body was covered in blood.

A guard suddenly rushed over from the back and slashed the long sword in his hand. However, the next second, the sword ran into the hands of the Jianghuke. A stream of blood spurted out from the guard's neck and fell down dejectedly.

The guards holding the spear high stabbed at the Jianghuke, but the Jianghuke just opened his seemingly sleepy eyes, swept across the long sword in his hand, and the long spear was immediately cut into two pieces.

Stepping over the body of the guard, the gangster came to the emperor who was fleeing in a hurry. He looked at the long sword that had been curled in his hand and threw it aside.

Then, he dodged a guard's long spear, snatched it, then swung it gently, nailing the emperor to the red painted beams and pillars of the palace.

"When the donor is thirty years old, he will be killed by the enemy country in a short distance."

The picture changed again, with endless fields and corpses everywhere on the battlefield.

The alien cavalry in armor formed a battle formation, the horse's hooves were gently digging, and the heads of innocent people on the border were hung on the saddle.

Opposite Ruyun's battle formation, there was a man wearing heavy armor, carrying a huge iron spear on his shoulder, and a long slashing saber in his left hand, dragging it to the ground.

Amid the sound of the horns of the alien race, the cavalry charged forward, and the horse's hooves raised dust all over the sky, like an earthquake and landslide.

The figure wearing heavy armor broke into the enemy formation, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

"When the donor was forty years old, he was fierce and fierce, invincible, and could kill thousands of troops."

The picture changed and finally came to a wine shop in a remote town.

A bowl of turbid wine reflects mottled white hair.

The hero wearing a hat and holding a seven-star sword came to challenge. The long sword flashed with a cold light and pointed directly at the old man's throat.

However, the next second, two fingers held a chopstick and met the sword's edge.

A metal clanging sound rang out, and the Seven-Star Sword broke inch by inch, turning into a pile of scrap iron.

"When the donor was sixty years old, he picked leaves and flew flowers, and his martial arts were mastered and could kill all things in the world."

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At this point, Cang's voice paused for a moment.

Another chess piece fell on the chessboard.

"But no matter how superb martial arts donors are, they will never be able to cut off life and death."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, the six realms of reincarnation are fates that cannot be escaped by the creatures in the world."

"The donor will enter the devil's way, why not turn back and be the shore?"

On one side of the chessboard, the old monk with his hands folded and patiently advised him.

The twilight God of Martial Arts was silent for a moment and another black spot fell on the chessboard.

The black dragon, which was almost strangled, actually killed Bai Zi's heavy blockade and wanted to survive in death!

"I have never been killed, so how can I know that I will continue to kill life and death?" asked the God of Martial Arts calmly.

The old monk knew that things were irreversible, so he had to chant in a low voice: "Amitabha."

The God of Martial Arts spread his left hand, and a pill with black and white colors that blended yin and yang appeared in his palm, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it.

Then, he took the magic sword that had been placed next to the chess table and was not very good-looking.

The sword is unsheathed and blood is overflowing, which is a sign of great danger.
Chapter completed!