Creating a Virtual World

Frontline reporter, professional assassin...

She is the second batch of players who got the qualification to play the game of the Holy Spirit. As a top student who graduated from the Department of Journalism of Tsinghua University, she has a keen sense of smell that there are countless big news waiting for her to discover in the game of the Holy Spirit!

Other game self-media reporters can also feel that the game of the Holy Spirit is different. In the case of fierce competition among peers, she had to find some exclusive news to report.

For example, Xiao Ye, the housekeeper player of the King's Landing team, might have created an account in this game, and even crushed the strongest boss in the game's ring dungeon, Gun Knight.

But the front-line reporter couldn't make a video of this report, because she didn't have a stone hammer. The Nian Qi master was Zhao Mingwei, although countless evidences had been obtained.

After opening the instance of Battle of the Godheads, she started to get busy with another thing... and that was to make the Battle of the Godheads into a documentary!

She has already collected a lot of materials, for example, Mo Shigui, the president of the Leaping Nucleus Guild, chased and killed the Hornet Knight for thousands of miles because of his wife's death, and finally killed the Hornet Knight with the support of crowdfunding BUFF from all players.

But what the frontline reporters were really interested in was Queen May, the final boss of the battle of the gods.

Now the two names Queen May and Freya are simply double experience buffs from the game’s self-media. As long as you write two random chapters about Queen May and the puppet girl on Weibo, the clicks and comments will be faster than before. Flip about twice.

The content related to the Holy Spirit is doubled by 1.5 times.

The front-line reporters have also benefited from this aspect. As the UP host of Youtu Video Network and the big blogger of Weibo, she reported the story of "President Mo Shigui killed the enemy thousands of miles to save his wife in a rage". For a story, the number of replies and clicks are three times higher than before, and it even became a hot search.

Although it was only ranked outside the top 30 hot searches, this was the first time an article written by her was on the top searches! This is enough for her to activate the Mahatma Gandi mode, and start frantically on the battlefield of the Battle of the Godheads... secretly taking pictures of the bosses.

It can’t be said to be a sneak shot. This time, she is a real war reporter in the battle of the gods. From the beginning of the battle of the gods, she has been using the stealth technique to take crazy screenshots and record videos related to the boss battle on the edge of the battlefield. video.

On the third day of the Battle of the Godheads, she finally got her wish and was able to secretly take pictures of Queen May!

The frontline reporter was different from her flirtatious slut colleagues. Her colleagues were all live broadcasting the video of conquering Queen May. Six of the ten live broadcast sections in the Holy Spirit live broadcast section were live broadcasting the battle with Queen Mayi.

She also spent three hours mingling on the battlefield, risking the death of her wife, and recorded Queen May's heroic fighting posture at close range.

The recorded material is more than 150 G! All photos and videos are included.

But she wanted to report something different, so the frontline reporter made a decision that an assassin should have.

That is to use the skill "climbing the wall" that every assassin must know, climb all the way to the top floor of this magnificent castle, and find a room that is suspected to be Queen May's bedroom and squat outside it.

"Will it really come?"

The front-line reporter squatted on the gargoyle sculpture outside the window and gnawed on steamed buns to recover her blood. The cold wind on the castle made her enter a state of 'hypothermia', losing about one or two points of health every second.

While she was eating steamed buns, she was still watching the live broadcast of the Leaping Nucleus Guild. There were five guilds fighting against Queen Mei right now, Leaping Nuclei, Coke Frenzy, Dark Night Extreme, Gray Eyes Society, King's Landing Dynasty, and a lot of passer-by players.

And Queen May's heroic fighting posture is really gorgeous and has a sense of oppression that makes people breathless.

In the live broadcast, Queen May jumped into the air, and the long sword in her hand gathered scarlet blood and fell suddenly. The long sword made of blood turned into a horizontal rain curtain and hit the anchor.

This blow alone instantly killed the three members of the Leaping Nucleus Guild, but there were more than 500 holy spirits besieging Queen May, and the death of only three of them had no effect on the battle situation at all.

She waited for about eight hours, thinking about whether to pitch a tent on top of the gargoyle sculpture and sleep.

"The boss is gone?"

"Is it the second stage?"

"No...the blood bars are gone."

Suddenly there were shouts from members of the Leaping Nucleus Association in the live broadcast room, and the frontline reporters woke up with a jolt when they heard these shouts.

"This game can't be so real, can it?" She quickly stuffed all the steamed buns into her mouth, and then activated an enhanced invisibility state for herself.

The long ears of the front-line reporter trembled slightly. The players in the holy spirit choose only humans for the first time, but they can change their race through some special tasks.

Through these special missions, she reincarnated herself into a dark elf who was good at concealment.

Footsteps? Queen May has really come!

The frontline reporter suppressed the excitement in his heart and stared at the window. The door of this hidden area called the Queen's bedroom was slowly pushed open.

Queen May, who had tortured the players to death in the castle hall before, walked into it.

Damn! Super big news!

The frontline reporters frantically pressed the shutter of the Tiangong screenshot gadget in their hands as soon as Queen May stepped into the room, and the gadget for recording videos was also fully activated.

All recorded pictures can reach 120FPS and 1080P resolution.

What is Queen May doing in her room at this time?

She also had this thought in her head when she pressed the shutter, but the first thing Queen May did when she entered the room was... threw herself on her bed.

"?" The frontline reporter didn't understand this operation, but in the next second she vaguely heard the sound of sobbing.

What? Did the final boss who beat the five guilds of the Holy Spirit to autism cry?

At this time, countless news headlines popped up in the minds of the frontline reporters, such as 'Shocked! The player beat the final boss in the game to tears! '

If she wants to get more attention, she should really write about it, but the front-line reporters looked at Queen May who was sobbing on the bed, and there was always a kind of step forward to touch the other's head and say don't cry the impulse.

But Queen May is not a little girl to be coaxed. Her swordsmanship that fell from the sky just now can kill five or six squishy players in seconds.

The front-line reporter felt that with her blood volume and defensive power, Queen May stretched out her hand to pinch herself... probably going back to her hometown to meet the puppet girl.

At this time, the frontline reporter received a private chat message.

who?

The frontline reporter opened the friend list, and the sender of the private message was the Fanxing Shushi team...

‘Lu Ya, do me a favor, I have a copy that I would like to use your account to post. '

Lu Ya is her real name in real life. She and the Stars Scholars Team are both graduates of a university, and they are also news agencies. It’s just that she has made a career after graduation, and the Stars Scholars Team has completely become a dead house. Squatting at home.

'help? First pay back the one hundred yuan you owed last time! Forget it... what copywriting? ’ The frontline reporter tapped quickly with one hand on the virtual keyboard.