Chapter 268 Out of Control

The next day, early in the morning.

Even though it was the largest game forum in the country.

Even though there was a lot of noise last night.

Now everything has returned to calm.

There are no new posts on the forum.

There are very few people who reply.

Most people are still asleep.

But... today is Saturday.

The only time workers can play games is after work and on weekends.

Long-term depression and hard work

often result in retaliatory staying up late.

If you come across a fun game,

it is normal to stay up all night.

And yesterday, there happened to be a fun "game".

Many players did not sleep.

So at 6:30.

When the forum was silent, someone suddenly posted a post.

The post was simple.

Just saying that he liked Zhao Linger in "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" very much.

Originally, he just posted a post to express his feelings and didn't want to reply at all.

But there are more people who stay up late to play games than he thought.

Not long after this post was sent, the reply appeared.

When the player who posted the post was about to go to breakfast, he opened his phone and saw that the number of replies had exceeded 100.

"Wow... Don't say you like her. I can't hold it back when you say this name."

"I can't hold it back either. The OP obviously hasn't played the last part yet. I really want to go back, back to last night. I feel so bad now..."

"I can't accept it! I feel so upset."

"I didn't sleep all night. It's so bad..."

"Feng Yingzhuo from GTMD! It's all his fault! Now it's good. Linmu Studio is doing a fairy-tale theme! Everyone is feeling bad..."

"Yes, Feng Yingzhuo from GTMD."

"GTMD..."

The player who posted the message was stunned when he saw the reply.

He had only played half of the game. He

just thought the game was interesting and the characters were likable.

What's wrong with these people?

Why do they look like they're going to die...

On the other side.

Du Pengkun also finished the game...

He sat on the computer blankly.

Watching the ending.

Ling'er fulfilled the mission of the Nuwa clan. In order to save the people of the world, she flew into the air holding the Sky Snake Staff, gathered all her strength, and resolutely rushed towards the water monster.

In an instant, a ball of white light illuminated the world.

Finally, Zhao Linger came down, but she was already exhausted and died in the arms of Li Xiaoyao, who had just shown a happy expression...

Li Xiaoyao was heartbroken.

He held her for half a day.

Then, in the afterglow of the setting sun, he stood up and left while holding Zhao Linger.

Anu played the flute sadly to see him off.

On the screen.

Li Xiaoyao's back gradually faded away.

The soft sound of the flute was like the wind, brushing past Li Xiaoyao in front.

The fallen leaves were rolled up.

The picture changed.

The wind and snow were vast.

Li Xiaoyao had difficulty walking.

In the wind and snow, in confusion, he seemed to see a familiar figure silently waiting under a big tree in the snow from a distance.

The man held an umbrella in his hand, holding his daughter Yi Ru in his arms, revealing half of his face, as if waiting for his return...

The two looked at each other.

The picture froze.

The heavy snow continued to fall.

The portraits of several main characters appeared one by one, and with them, their respective character poems appeared.

"..."

Looking at the poems that seemed to be a summary.

The heavy snow seemed to never stop.

Du Pengkun couldn't hold it in any longer. He thought of his memories of playing all night.

His eyes were slightly red, and he couldn't help but sniff.

Although later, the girl seemed to be Yueru.

It was barely a consolation.

But he still felt very uncomfortable.

Because the heroine he liked died.

Why did the ending happen like this...

He didn't close the game.

Instead, he watched the list of production staff scrolling.

Until the list of production staff scrolled to the bottom.

He switched to the forum.

Coincidentally.

He also saw the post that said he liked Zhao Linger in "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" very much...

Seeing the name Zhao Linger, he thought of the ending again.

Du Pengkun couldn't hold it in any longer...

He sniffed again.

Then he clicked in and cursed.

"...GTMD Feng Yingzhuo!"

...

It was noon.

More and more players have completed the game...

After all, the foundation of "Chinese Paladin" is still RTS, and the rhythm is indeed faster than the turn-based game.

Including many players who played "Shenge" before.

They also completed the game.

Originally, they just wanted to have a look, but they were addicted once they entered the game.

After all, they played "Shenge" because they liked this game.

And "Chinese Paladin" is obviously better than "Shenge" in all aspects...

better than "Shenge" in every aspect.

In the middle of the game,

they even doubted whether they were crazy.

Why did they have to watch the boring and long plot of "Shenge" that could not be skipped?

But in the later stage of the game,

they didn't care about these. They

just felt bad all over...

That day.

At noon.

The forum was full of wailing.

The death of Zhao Linger in the final ending of "Chinese Paladin" made many players unable to let go.

Many players are relatively young, and most of them may not have any experience in love in real life, so they treat Zhao Linger as their girlfriend.

The ending where she died in the end

is like a girlfriend's death.

It was really too uncomfortable.

And this kind of emotion needs an outlet.

They wanted to scold Linmu Studio and scold them for making a tragedy.

But after thinking about it, they couldn't scold them, because it was equivalent to denying their own feelings and discomfort.

Of course, there are people who scold Linmu Studio, but they all hope that Linmu Studio will behave like a human being and change the ending after scolding... and

more people

go to Feng Yingzhuo's post to scold him.

They scold GTMD Feng Yingzhuo.

This is a kind of anger.

Feng Yingzhuo asked for it .

At around one o'clock,

the administrators on the forum were shocked.

Because the number of replies to Feng Yingzhuo's post... broke the forum record.

In addition to the scolding,

there are also many "Shenge" players who are persuading him.

Probably influenced by "The Legend of Sword and Fairy",

they advised Feng Yingzhuo to delete the post and then play the games of Linmu Studio carefully to see how others tell stories and make games.

These people really have feelings for "Shenge".

"Didn't you say that Linmu Studio can't do domestic themes? What is it now? I advise you to learn it well and go play it."

"If this is the Linmu Studio that you said can't do domestic themes, then Tianhu is pure garbage, you know that?"

"Change the stupid "Shenge" that can't be skipped, and then see how others tell stories! Learn it well and watch it well."

"Damn, it's really too painful to think about the ending, Feng Yingzhuo of GTMD!"

"Feng Yingzhuo, talk! This is the Linmu Studio that you said is worthless, right? Then they are worthless, what are you, what is "Shenge"? Is it garbage among garbage?" "

..."

The players were in an uproar.

But they didn't know that they could never wake up a person who took sleeping pills and fell asleep.

Maybe Linmu Studio finally made some moves.

Feng Yingzhuo was a little low-key.

But a dog can't change its eating habits.

Afternoon.

Feng Yingzhuo was at home, looking at the replies on the post, looking at the "Feng Yingzhuo of GTMD", and looking at the advice of "Shenge" players. He

didn't think that "Chinese Paladin" was that good.

Instead, he was so angry that he clenched his fists tightly and trembled all over. He

thought that Linmu Studio should die, and these players should die too.

People like him never think that they are wrong.

Even if they are slapped in the face by naked facts,

they will find a reason to convince themselves.

"It's really ridiculous. Just because the character portraits are drawn more beautifully, a bunch of people are here saying that they are uncomfortable and uncomfortable. What are they pretending to be? They should watch and study hard. I advise the other party to hire a water army to be quiet."

Feng Yingzhuo picked a reply at random, quickly typed what he wanted to say, and sent it out. As soon as

he sent out the words he typed,

as expected, he

immediately attracted a lot of scolding.

But Feng Yingzhuo didn't care.

He just sneered.

He liked the way these people hated him but couldn't get rid of him.

It was really funny!

At this time, he didn't know.

This time... he had stirred up a hornet's nest.

Many of the players who replied to him had just finished playing Chinese Paladin and were in the most uncomfortable time.

And the post he replied to happened to be posted by the player of "Shenge" who advised him...

The player saw Feng Yingzhuo's reply.

He didn't say anything.

In the end, he just replied... "OK".

Feng Yingzhuo still sneered.

Until...

Half an hour later,

in the Longxing Tianxia area of ​​Shenge, a well-known tycoon posted a message on the forum saying that there is no greater sorrow than a dead heart, and then live-streamed the destruction of his account.

He destroyed his Shenge game account.

Then,

as if it was a signal,

a large number of posts about destroying accounts appeared on the forum...

one after another.

One after another.

More and more people were live-streaming the destruction of their accounts.

Feng Yingzhuo was stunned at first, then panicked.

Finally, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"What are you doing!? What are you doing!?"

When Feng Yingzhuo was shocked and angry and asked such questions,

the situation was out of control...

(End of this chapter)