After the Sword Demon King and Bugui Langren finished showing off, they began to study the employer's order.
[Employer's request: Please screen all possible candidates based on the clothing materials in the picture]
It seems he is looking for someone.
The Sword Demon King clicked on the attached picture, swiped with two fingers to zoom in, and then zoomed out.
First, let's rule out the possibility of a heavy sword knight. He himself is a knight and is very familiar with the attire of this profession. Even if some players like to play customization, they have never seen fabric of this texture.
Sword Demon King: Brother Bugui, I have a favor to ask of you. Could you recommend a tailor to Qingfengyu Pavilion in the Life Gang?
Bugui Langren was stunned. He didn't know what kind of mission the Sword Demon King had accepted that actually required the use of a tailor. However, considering that the information in the employment order should be confidential, he didn't ask any more questions and just handed over an ID.
[Sword Demon King: Thank you! ]
It was almost dawn, and some players had already logged off. The Sword Demon King quickly contacted the other side in advance, and only after receiving a reply that the other side was not offline for the time being did he feel slightly relieved.
[Sword Demon King: (Image.jpg) Could you please help me figure out what profession this piece of clothing belongs to?]
Intermediate tailor Sisiyu opened the picture, took a quick look, and concluded: [This is a specially made garment from the Professional Hall. It's hard to say what profession it belongs to; you have to see the actual item to judge.]
This was a difficult situation as the employer only gave him pictures.
The Sword Demon King scratched his head, clicked into the mercenary system, and sent a private message to his employer.
The orderer and the order receiver can communicate with each other in the system, but their full names are still not displayed, so there is no need to worry about exposing their identities.
It’s a pity that the employer has gone offline, so the Sword Demon King thinks he should wait until tomorrow.
The next day, Xia Yao slept in a little. When she got up, she was about to check the time on the phone next to her pillow, but she found that Weibo had pushed several news items to her early in the morning.
#The xth China Finals of "Dark World 1" will open at 2 pm today. This competition has gathered eight top domestic teams. Let's wait and see#
#Last year, the veteran Dark Realm team Edmond suffered a collective defeat. I wonder if they can play to their strengths today and make it into the top four.#
#A famous game anchor predicted the favorites to win this tournament in advance, but Edmund was not on the list#
#With Vitalik not here, I wonder if Xu can help Edmund redeem himself today#
…
Looking at the calendar, Xia Yao sighed inwardly, realizing that Dark World 1 had already reached the finals without her realizing it.
According to the information we have learned, because the Dark World 1 version is too old, some gameplay mechanisms are gradually unable to keep up with the needs of young people in the new era. If nothing unexpected happens, this year will be the last time that Dark World 1 will hold a competition in China, and other countries will also stop one after another.
Because of this, this year's Dark World 1 finals are more popular than any previous year.
No one can let go of his youth. Whether it is tears or laughter, they become an inseparable part of himself.
There was still a whole morning before the show started, but after Xia Yao clicked on the hot search according to the tag, she found a large amount of real-time news.
In addition to reminiscing about their lost youth, many players are speculating about who will be the favorite to win the championship this year.
The one mentioned most is naturally Edmund, followed by the WW team.
Of course, once Edmund is mentioned, the tag Vermouth will definitely be mentioned.
"Edmund has the most experience and has won the most awards. We must support them this time."
"Come on, championships are won by the players, not by the three names Edmund. Ever since Vitalik left, just look at Edmund's record last year. I'm embarrassed to say it, it's just eye-popping."
"V God? You're still a god after all the match-fixing? Have your values changed?"
"No, you guys are all talking about match-fixing. Did you really watch the video from last year carefully?"
"Yo, you don't even believe the alliance's announcement?"
"I've been a game streamer for seven years. What kind of game haven't I analyzed? Last year, when Vitalik Buterin had his troubles, I wrote a lengthy analysis online, expressing my doubts about the league's decision. Within ten minutes, my post was deleted and my streaming account was frozen. I was only released three months ago! Think about it, carefully!"
"Then I guess you're going to be banned again after saying this, so be careful what you say~"
"I'm not afraid! They can cover it up for a while, but not forever! At worst, I can terminate my contract with the platform and find another way out."
"Come on, everyone's going to say something alarmist. Vermouth is just violating league rules and playing maliciously! Stop trying to clean up after us, it's only making things worse."
Just like when the incident first happened, most people chose to believe the Alliance and believed that Vermouth deserved it.
Although there are still a few netizens who support her, the minority cannot prevail over the majority, and their voices were soon drowned out by the scolding.
Xia Yao was able to remain calm about this. She had waited so long just for this opportunity in the finals.
After all, this is the hottest time of the year.
Xia Yao closed her eyes and recalled.
Manager Edmund once wanted to poach three people from the WW team, but failed to reach an agreement due to price and other reasons. The manager held a grudge because of this. In addition, Xu Zhixian needed to be parachuted in, so someone had to give up his position in the team. So he pushed himself out because he seemed to be the easiest to bully and had the least background.
They forged the chat records between themselves and the WW team, but she did communicate with WW privately. Now both sides can't clear themselves from the blame. Coupled with Edmund's unspeakable relationship with the league's top brass, this matter was confirmed at an unprecedented speed.
She and three other members of the WW team were expelled from the club, but as the instigator, she received the most severe penalty.
At that time, Xia Yao had found those three people and asked them to come forward to testify, but they disappeared and could never be contacted again.
Xia Yao understood.
Someone gave a large sum of hush money to a WW player in order to make her leave the e-sports circle completely.
And who will be the beneficiary after she leaves?
The answer is obvious.
At first, Xia Yao couldn't understand why Edmund couldn't gain greater benefits by letting Xu Zhixian take the position.
The game is won by strength. It's not that she is arrogant. In front of her, Xu Zhixian is just a younger brother. Edmund knows what the result will be if such a younger brother plays.
But then Xia Yao changed her mind.
Edmund doesn't need to be the champion, and even second or third place doesn't matter.
Because Edmund's boss made a fortune in other industries two years ago, the team is no longer his focus. In other words, it doesn't matter whether they win awards in the future or not, as long as the results are not too bad, everyone will be happy.
Xia Yao noticed this from all the competitions last year. The Edmund team didn't win any championship, runner-up or third place, but they were always on the edge of the finals, not falling out of the professional team rankings. They seemed inconspicuous, but not particularly bad either.
So, if the boss doesn't care about the results, the manager who has the power of life and death over the players will naturally come to power.
Xia Yao has never figured out the relationship between the manager, Xu Zhixian and the league's top management.
She didn't have to think about it.
All she needed was the message that the WW team members had sent her three months ago.
"V God, I'm sorry, we were wrong. We should have stood up and told the truth at that time."
When Xia Yao saw this sentence that day, she had just woken up.
Sending a message before 6 o'clock in the morning, I think the people on WW must be suffering from insomnia.
Then a photo was sent.
"Look where I live now? Haha, State X in the United States. Isn't that ridiculous?"
The night in the picture is a bit dirty, as if all kinds of discarded paints were poured in. On the left side of the photo is a dim lamp with the lamp cover gone, leaving only a dirty, tilted bulb. On the right side stand two men, one white and the other black, with cigarettes in their hands. They seem to notice that the person with the mobile phone is taking pictures of them, and the looks they cast at them are fierce and domineering.
"They never paid us the promised hush money all at once. Instead, they offered us installments every six months under the pretext of paying us. We felt cheated and went to them to settle the score, but they'd already planned it. They sold the three of us directly to a sleazy club in the US. We couldn't speak the language, and the club owner felt they'd lost out, so they sold us off individually. Xiaomi, you remember that adorable kid? He's washing dishes in a fast food restaurant now. And Xingxing, he... he's gone..."
The people at WW had wronged her back then, but their crimes did not deserve the death penalty.
Xia Yao offered a few symbolic words of comfort and then remained silent.
Then, like a dam with a valve opened, the other party poured out all the details about how they were asked to cooperate and how they were plotted against.
Xia Yao only asked one question: "Is there a video?"
Without solid evidence, anyone can make empty promises.
The other side: “No.”
"But Xingxing sent us all the recordings before he left."
Then recording 1, recording 2, recording 3...
More than ten documents were sent to Xia Yao.
Xia Yao randomly clicked on one and replied with just three words after listening to it: "That's enough."
"Thank you, Vitalik, we are helpless right now and can't do anything! I can only ask you for help."
The collection of recordings was obviously not part of Xia Yao's plan. She originally planned to survive the three-year ban and then sign with a new team to compete.
But she didn't expect that someone from WW would take the initiative to find her.
Just as I was thinking about it, my cell phone suddenly rang.
It's an unfamiliar number.
Xia Yao hesitated for a moment and picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this Xia Yao?"
"I am, who are you?"
"I'm Tianyu Game Factory's Game Warehouse After-Sales Service Number 009. I'd like to make a return call with you today. Is it convenient for me to answer the call now?"
A few minutes later, after answering routine after-sales questions, the other party replied: "OK, thank you for your feedback. In addition, a colleague from our publicity department will contact you later. Please answer the call promptly."
Xia Yao hung up the phone, looking confused.
Why did the Propaganda Department contact her?
Sure enough, not long after breakfast, a new call came in.
"Hello, is this Xia Yao?"
"I am."
…
The conversation that followed was simple. Xia Yao hung up the phone and then clicked into the navigation app to check the route.
The house she rented was in a remote area, a bit far from the Tianyu Building in the city center. She had to take a bus to the subway station and transfer twice before she could get there.
The other party contacted her to meet at 2 pm. She planned to check out the game first and then leave.
As soon as she went online, Xia Yao found new messages in the mercenary system. She clicked on it and saw that the Sword Demon King who had taken her order had come to her in the early morning and asked her if she could send it to him as it was and send it through the Mercenary Union NPC, so that there would be no situation where the order was not returned later.
Xia Yao replied with a yes and went directly to the Mercenary Union to handle the shipping service.
I went to the Scholars' Court to take on a routine task, and happened to run into the Three Buddhas who came there.
The Three Buddhas exclaimed, "The president is here too!"
Xia Yao remembered that today was Monday and asked back, "Why aren't you at work?"
San Dao Buddha scratched the back of his head and said with a smile, "Oh, it's because I wanted to watch the Dark Realm Finals. I asked the team leader for three days off last Friday."
Three days is a luxury for internet workers.
Xia Yao teased in her heart.
Sandaofo continued to chatter, "Nidaoliu also took a day off, but he wanted to sleep in this morning, so he didn't go online. He went straight into the live broadcast room this afternoon. By the way, President, did you see it?"
Xia Yao: "Look."
"Aha, I didn't expect the President is also a Dark World fan!~" Three Buddhas' eyes lit up, as if they had found a colleague. "It's so hard to find veteran Dark World players these days; they're simply the tears of our time. So, what class do you play, President? Warlock?"
Warlocks are positioned as supports in the Dark Realm.
Xia Yao guessed that San Dao Fo probably asked this question because he saw her playing the poet.
She shook her head and said subconsciously: "No, I'm playing a magician."
After he finished speaking, he realized that he had said something wrong, and the light in his eyes paused.
San Dao Fo didn't notice her subtle expression and continued, "Hey, it turns out the president used to be a violent output~"
Wait, something seems wrong. Sandaofo's mind flashed. Damn, even if the leader plays a support, his output is not worse than theirs! Not to mention playing a mage, wouldn't the output be even more fierce?
Sandao Buddha's eyes rolled and he asked tentatively, "Can I ask for the president's mage account? We can play together someday?"
The Mage account was Xia Yao's professional account in Edmund. It was frozen long after the incident and could no longer be logged in. After that, she started live streaming and played other professions, such as Assassin, Elementalist and Alchemist. In short, she never touched the Mage again.
Xia Yao thought for a moment and then changed her words, "I stopped playing the mage character a long time ago. Later, I changed it to the alchemist, with the ID Crazy Rabbit."
Same as her anchor name.
Unexpectedly, San Dao Fo was completely shocked, his eyes even wider than Black Cat Sheriff's: "Fuck Crazy Rabbit?! President, I'm your fan!!! ID333!!!"
Sandao Buddha boasted that he had been playing online games for many years and had seen all kinds of masters. But the Dark World Crazy Rabbit was unique.
Since following her, San Dao Fo has been visiting her livestream room every other day. Whenever he sees her playing ranked or PK with others, he'll definitely give her a small rainbow! The small rainbows aren't expensive, costing only 10 yuan each, which isn't as high as those top-tier or second-tier players, but it's still earned him a spot in the top 20 of the Crazy Rabbit fan list.
Of course Xia Yao remembered 333, but she didn't expect that in such a big world, the Three Buddhas were actually 333 himself.
At this moment, Sandao Fo was like a little fan chasing a star. If Xia Yao hadn't interrupted him in time, he would have continued.
San Dao Fo bid farewell reluctantly and was forced to say goodbye at the Scholars' Court, and then continued his unfinished pharmacy research, while Xia Yao went out of the city to carry out a mission.
The monsters in the Bone Erosion Forest reward experience points above their level. After two hours of farming, her level quickly reached 27.
At the same time, the Sword Demon King also sent a private message.
[Jian xx: Boss, I've locked onto one person. Can I add him to your order now?]
【Yinxx: Good】
[Jian xx: Thank you, boss. I'll submit the order now~]
With a ding-dong sound, the system prompted her that the order had been completed.
The completed orders must be collected on-site at the Mercenary Guild, but the time to log off was approaching, so Xia Yao decided to collect them the next time she logged on. So she found a small hole in the Bone Erosion Forest, squeezed herself in, and made sure that she would not be discovered before logging off.
Tianyu Building has a total of 36 floors, and the Publicity Department is on the 18th floor.
At this time, there were already some people sitting in the conference room on the 18th floor. Xia Yao looked at them one by one, and her eyes suddenly fell on one of the girls.
"Master...President..."
From a distance, Xia Yao saw Chen Weihan stand up suddenly.
Chen Weihan also recognized Xia Yao at a glance.
Her eyes suddenly turned red again, and the people around her cast strange looks at her. Afraid of causing others to make groundless speculations, Chen Weihan quickly wiped her eyes and watched her master, whom she had not seen for a year, sit next to her.
"Are you here to take promotional photos for the game as well?" Compared to Chen Weihan, Xia Yao seemed much calmer.
Chen Weihan nodded: "Yes, I came here as soon as I received their call this morning."
Tianyu's intention was self-evident. Xia Yao counted and found that there were seven people in the entire conference room, including herself. If nothing unexpected happened, there should be one more person missing, which would just make up the eight major professions.
Soon, a staff member led them to the dressing room for styling.
During the makeup breaks, players introduced their classes and IDs to each other. After the round was over, someone suddenly asked, "Why don't I see the number one summoner?"
Chen Weihan also looked around, and only then realized that one of their players was missing.
She turned her chair and wanted to ask Xia Yao, but saw that she was holding her phone and looking at something seriously.
The Dark World 1 finals opened shortly after the makeup began.
Edmund was on the roster for the first game, so Xia Yao watched while posing. Unexpectedly, Edmund was beaten as soon as he came on the court. He had no power to fight back the whole time. A game that normally lasted 40 minutes was over in just 20 minutes.
Looking at the tragic result of the game, Xia Yao held back her laughter.
Edmund was not scheduled for the next two games, so Xia Yao just watched casually.
After finishing their makeup, the seven players were guided to the studio by the staff.
Xia Yao's focus was still on the score of the small game displayed on the mobile phone screen, and she didn't notice that there was a tall and handsome man standing in front of her.
"Holy crap, so handsome! Is he also an invited player?"
"My goodness, this face is so stunning that it would make even a straight man like me gay!"
"Master Wuwuwu, look! The absent summoner is here!"
Xia Yao felt someone shaking her arm, and she was dazed for a moment before raising her eyes.
I saw a man standing in front of the camera lens. He had sharp eyebrows, deep eyes, a high and straight nose, and when he smiled, he looked both good and evil, quite like a villain in a TV series.
No wonder I felt someone screaming in my ear just now.
With such looks, it is no exaggeration to say that she is the top in the entertainment industry.
Xia Yao muttered to herself and continued walking forward.
The man suddenly moved his feet and smiled lightly in her ear: "Master President, you just recruited me and you don't recognize me?"
Xia Yao: Who are you?
Oh wait, a summoner costume?
No. 1...
The Soul-Stirring Egg?!
Oh, look at this damn good luck, the ceiling of appearance is actually in their guild!
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