.I have tried my best………

Looking at the empty hall of the Goddess of Creation, my face smiled bitterly. Then I quickly checked my attributes. Sure enough, at the last moment, the ding sound I heard was not an illusion, but a level of escalation... Of course, I immediately dropped another level...

After choosing to resurrection, the white light flashed slowly, and I appeared at the still noisy station return point - it seems that this island of Hope is not open to the public. There is not even a return point, the entire standard mission location.

After checking my attributes and equipment again, I confirmed that nothing had been dropped and then suddenly realized that my tiredness was so strong - damn, the compound forbidden spell is awesome!

Let’s go away the players who are still busy around and walk towards the hotel. I observe along the way. In addition to the players of our guild doing the final inspection and preparation for tomorrow’s auction, the more “international friends” who arrived at the station one after another.

I guess... the hotel will be full, right? While looking at it, the hotel gate is brilliant, and countless foreign players are constantly entering and leaving, and the beautiful welcome guests at the door bent over and over again.

If the "tertiary industry" is launched, the popularity will probably be half higher, right? I thought evilly in my heart.

Stepping into the gate, the hall was indeed bustling, with countless Americans, Germans, French, Italians... I opened a cup of drinks at nine o'clock, and spoke to the Chinese language that sounded stiff to us, from time to time, looking at the beauties in the hall like butterflies, and making all kinds of yellow jokes unscrupulously~~~

Oh my god. This is simply a copy of the real world!

“President, 308.”

I was hesitating whether to leave the guest room here for these players to rest, and when I returned to Aidia to rest, a female archer quietly approached me.

“308?”

I was stunned for a moment, could I make a reservation for me?

"Haha, there is a surprise waiting for you." The female archer smiled and then passed by me.

Surprise? Could it be that Lao Jiu is online?

As I guessed in my heart, I vaguely understood something.

I quickly walked to the third floor, walked outside my familiar door number 308, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to knock on the door.

What caught my eye was Ye Zi's slightly tired face. However, this tired face was smiling.

"Remember!" With a call that had been dragging the tail sound, a dreamy voice rang in my ears. Ye Zi staggered her body, and behind her, Ziyi's thin face appeared in front of me with tears marks.

"remember!!!!!!"

Ziyi rubbed her eyes. After confirming that it was me, she shouted heart-wrenchingly again, and rushed towards me with the agility that she could not have as a level 50 bishop.

In an instant, tears flooded my chest.

The wind gently blew the curtains, and the stars came from outside the window with the breath of the sea. All the noise disappeared in this instant. Everything became indifferent because of the appearance of purple clothes.

Until now, I realized how precious Ziyi is to me. She is like the thread that wraps around my soul in a dream, forever surrounded by her.

I gently stroked Ziyi's back silently. I picked her up and closed the door.

"I..." Ye Zi hesitated, except for a little embarrassment, there was no jealousy on his face.

"Hehe~ Be good, don't cry!" I touched the wet corners of my eyes, and I raised Ziyi's face and stroked the heart-wrenching tears.

"Are you with Ye Zi now?"

Holding Ye Zi, who was about to do the offline action, the three of us sat on the sofa together.

"Well, after Lao Jiu took me out, I went back to Sister Ye Zi." Ziyi raised her head and stopped sobbing. Qianqian's little hands began to squint the decorative decoration on my robe: "Your father said he wanted to treat me to a meal, but I didn't go."

"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't go. Haha... It's good if you can come out!"

With a smile on my face, I was smiling secretly in my heart. As a friend who was wearing open-crotch pants, I knew Lao Jiu’s personality very well. On the surface, he was a very gentle scholar. But the violence in his bones was no less than anyone else. Zi Yi said that answering was probably not as simple as a simple answering - at least he also called a large group of brothers with the same sweet smile as him to break in? Well... I'm sure they had definitely set up several ambushes in front of Zi Yi's house, and even greeted the police in advance...

After a moment of silence, Ye Zi leaned on my shoulder with Ziyi, and at the same time reached out and held Ziyi tightly. "Ziyi is very weak now. She has been on a hunger strike for several days."

"So, I want to take her to eat something first." Ye Zi said, looking up at me, blinking her beautiful big eyes, "By the way, buy some things to make up for it."

"Well, go." Although I was a little reluctant, Ziyi's thin appearance really made people feel distressed - the game is almost a reflection of the real body shape, otherwise, I wouldn't have known that fat guy would have lived so freely in reality.

Gently pinching their little hands, I raised my head and looked out the window, and the guilt in my heart became stronger and stronger.

"It won't take long to go offline. At that time, I hope to see you when I open my eyes."

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Although I have simulated the scene of getting along with them at the same time in my mind for countless times, when I really got along, I still couldn't let go of it, so I had to kiss them gently on the faces of the two and let them go offline. At the end, Ziyi told me that Lao Jiu would be back soon...

Seeing Ziyi and Ye Zi turn into white light together, my heart becomes clear. My original tiredness is filled with happiness. I stand up and look at the vast sea.

I just sorted out the news. During this period when I went to Hope Island, the God of Plague and several search teams sent a message again - another foreign server was online!

Could it be that God really helped me? I must make my buddy make this fortune?

So far, I am no longer worried that the system will joke with me, and will announce the news of special repairs and special potions in advance. After all, my buddy just dropped a level one for the elves and dwarves!

Although I just died, the final picture was recorded by demo - in the white light, the overwhelming elemental powers launched the most intense collision, and a giant dragon was destroyed... The magic spell that exhausted all the magic power of a high-level magician also had instant killing power for the tired dragon. Therefore, I was not worried that the dwarfs and elves would be destroyed due to my death - after only a few half-dead dragons were left, once the Kaos flying technique failed, he became a living target for countless elves archers and dwarf warriors!

After responding to a few messages, the knock on the door sounded again.

The fat man's malicious smile appeared at the door.

"Huh? You're the only one?" The fat man looked at the empty bed and was slightly stunned, "It seems that he is late..."

"Go to die! You want to catch the adulterer...no way!"

"Hehe, I thought, haven't you seen that I'm ready for demo?" The fat man said. He raised the demo in his hand...

Speechless...

I don't believe that the fat man came in the middle of the night and was really planning to catch the adulterer. So I sat on the sofa and watched him.

"There is news again on the forum."

?

Listening to this familiar name, I suddenly remembered the game analyst with the ability of a prophet. It is said that it was a sad zombie.

"Tonight, we played the demo of the national battlefield, the French players and the Japanese fighting. We also commented."

"It's very long..." The fat man said, and started the play.

The clear picture is shown in the form of a hologram. In the middle of the lobby of the guest room, a magnificent war spreads over the sky. With the strong sound effects, people are once again in the battlefield of passion and blood.

"This is the demo at that time - pay attention to the angle."

The fat man explained while turning the demo, "See? This is pulling the earth from a very far place."

"It was taken from the ridge. During the battle, Chu Shiyue was in the ridge." The faint speaker continued to look down.

After a brief battle scene, there are dense posts on the forum.

In addition to the hottest auction announcement, a post titled "National War, Individual War or National War?" was praised as popular.

An individual war or a national war? Interesting title.

Of course, it is inevitable that this post will be popular in cooperation with the mysterious player named as a prophet.

Following the fat man's operation, the posts were enlarged in front of him one by one.

"National wars are well known as wars between countries, which means that this war must be of the masses and the masses!"

"But, what we see in our demo...this awareness is completely subverted."

"A few wizards used skills that surpassed countless players in countless levels. In the blink of an eye, thousands of Japanese players turned into white lights. At this moment, it is not a question of whether the Japanese should be eliminated. Hungry is whether they should be eliminated like this!"

"The level of Japanese players and Chinese players is not much different. Today is Japanese, tomorrow... who knows if it will be us?"

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"As top players, we must face their strength and hard work, but... are we really allowed to exist? - Six people, destroy the troops in a whole garrison! Such a skill? Should it really exist?"

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The extremely inflammatory language made countless comments downstairs excited, and a slogan shouted - don't kill instantly! Be fair!...
Chapter completed!