Players Please Respect Yourself

   Chapter 465 Maybe this is the fate (1 more)

  Because the North Road was conquered, the demise of the Scorpion King made the title of [King of the North] fall into the hands of Wang Hao. As the lord of the iconic power, the old scorpion has contributed quite a lot of player slots to Wang Hao.

   Wang Hao officially announced that the game has entered the public beta, and then further expanded the number of simultaneous online players of Sand Sculpture. Now there are a total of 200,000 people in the national service, and a maximum of 130,000 are online at the same time. Europe and the United States add up to 180,000, and 120,000 are online at the same time.

   In fact, most of the time, the game's 'server' is full.

If   250,000 are online at the same time, even in the ranking of online games on the Sitian platform, you can still enter the top five. In the eyes of the outside world, this is purely because VR headsets are too expensive and the access standards have been raised. Otherwise, with the quality of "Land Forsaken", the game industry would have been unified long ago.

  Whether the game world is unified, Wang Hao doesn't care.

   What he cares about is that the last enemy of the Land Forsaken by God, those three big guys of the restraint system, are eerily calm!

   However, the players who sent out to scout did not move smoothly.

   A large number of undead and orcs controlled by spirits blocked their progress. More than 10,000 players have been thrown out, and I feel that this is no different from a frontal attack. The players on the front line have penetrated 150 kilometers into the border, and have not yet found the true master.

   After thinking about it, Wang Hao released a batch of harassment tasks, the purpose of which is to reduce the opponent's combat power.

   Anyway, the sand sculpture player can be resurrected and will not be controlled by the mind. Since the opponent cannot come, it can be weakened as much as possible.

After finishing the treatment, Wang Hao noticed Sun Shangying sitting by the window in a daze, and he walked over.

"What's wrong?"

With the five fingers of Sun Shangying's right hand like a comb, he tucked his hair, but once again out of habit, he stuck his hand on the dragon horn like a lightning symbol on his head, bared his teeth, and looked at the wilderness outside the window: "No, Just wondering, can we really go back?"

   At this moment, two dragon horns were clearly dangling in front of Wang Hao, but what Wang Hao saw was not the tyrannical dragon girl Ao Xiaowu, but the weak female secretary.

   She has a similar fate to him: an ordinary person, but involved in this **** battle of life and death.

   Maybe he complained.

   But watching her put down her eldest figure and work hard like an ordinary survivor, struggling to survive, getting stronger, and trying her best to help him, Wang Hao suddenly realized that he no longer hated her.

   "Yes." The indifferent words revealed supreme firmness.

  Sun Shangying was stunned for a moment, then turned his head: "In my impression, you never say anything about death, promise me anything."

  Wang Hao smiled bitterly: "The Scorpion King has fallen, and only the last wave of enemies is left. They have reached the finals. Do I still have to say [friendship first, competition second]?"

   "Yes! [Game] has nothing to do with life and death, but in this 'game', victory is life, and failure is death." Sun Shangying smiled.

   Looking at Sun Shangying's unresolved sadness, Wang Hao suddenly had an impulse and took a deep breath: "If... I mean if..."

"Um?"

   "If I have more places, I will bring you one."

Sun Shangying was stunned for a moment, but she understood immediately, she turned around gracefully, pouted her pp and patted it, fully displaying its Q bomb, pretending to be charming: "Is it second only to Ashe and Kerry? You can lie down."

   For a moment, Wang Hao wanted to tell her that the horse was [a young man is strong and a young girl supports the wall].

   But he held back, not winning to the end, to ensure safety, he did not dare to devote himself to anything he said.

   The kind of falling in front of the finish line, watching himself lose all the pictures, he couldn't even imagine.

  Be careful!

  Be careful!

  Be careful!

   Even if there is a wave, we must wait until after the victory.

   Gritting his teeth, Wang Hao emphasized word by word: "I'm talking about [if]!"

Unexpectedly, Sun Shangying rushed up and hugged Wang Hao, his cheek rested on the cold black armor on his neck, and his right hand drew circles on Wang Hao's breastplate: "It doesn't matter, my answer will always be [anytime] ]!"

   The frivolous sense of joking is gone, replaced by a kind of obsessive taste.

   Wang Hao's heart seemed to be grabbed by something.

"Wang Hao, I admit that I was too snobbish at the beginning. But, after knowing the truth, I feel more and more that it is not easy for you. If you think that I hurt you in the first place, then I am willing to use my life to make up for it... I don't ask for it either. What, just be a secretary. Whatever the secretary does, it's okay...that's ok. If I get old in the future, you can let me help you take care of your big harem. I swear I won't be jealous ."

well!

   "If you don't take me away, I...I...I will just draw a circle and curse you...no..." The last words made Sun Shangying blushed, but he couldn't say it after all.

   didn't answer, Wang Hao just caressed her cloud-like hair lovingly, staring at the yellow sofa outside the window.

  Perhaps, this is the fate of evil.

   Originally, something might happen soon, but suddenly Liu Yuechan came over.

   "Uh, did I bother you?" Miss Mermaid folded her arms around her chest, showing an expression of watching a good show.

"No."

   "Yes." Sun Shangying stuck out her tongue to Liu Yuechan. Half of it is jealous, and half is really a little resentful. But her anger came and disappeared quickly: "I finally hooked up with President Wang, if you don't give me a reason enough to convince me, I will eat your salary for a month in the restaurant on the 108th floor of IFC. "

  Liu Yuechan burst into a smile: "Then you can eat the salary of [Junchen Tianya] for three months."

   "Then what is Soul Dan doing?" Wang Hao raised his forehead.

   "It's not a big deal, but Mr. Wang, you said that you will be notified as soon as possible when a key observation object has an accident."

  Sun Shangying shrugged a little helplessly.

  …

  Things went back half an hour ago, [Junchen Tianya] went to see a mental illness.

  Don't laugh, see a doctor when you are sick, this is the right principle of heaven and earth.

   Facing the psychiatrist, [Junchen Tianya], that is, Fan Mo's children's shoes, was lying comfortably on the reclining chair, and under the guidance of the doctor, he expressed his troubles.

   "Doctor, have you heard that the very popular consciousness sneaked into the game "Land Forsaken"?"

"Um."

   "I'm... hired, no, I'm crazy about that game. I play at least 12 hours a day."

   The doctor gave a "hmm", then focused on [12 hours] and wrote [Suspected of severe internet addiction? ].

"I feel more and more that it's not a game, but a real world. Because I use [psychic attack] there. Uh, you know what a mental attack is? It's me injecting what I think into the other person's brain. In, no, the other party has no brains, he is a Skeleton King."

   "Hmmm." The doctor under the mask quickly recorded [the patient has a typical delusional disorder and cannot distinguish between reality and fantasy], and then secretly pressed a secret button next to the seat.

   (end of this chapter)