After a while, Li held a stack of dirty paper in his hand that was stained with thin coal, and came back from the outer room with a sad face. No need to ask. This stack of paper is what Zhuoer just said, the strongest game setting in history

"Oh my god, are they so dirty?" Zhang Yong was still scammering around, and he didn't notice the look of Li, Wang Guangwu and Yuzhuo's eyes: "I can't see clearly, it's a waste of writing, I'm sorry to wipe my butt, I'll throw it into the stove and burn it."

It is obviously irrational to vent his anger by Master Lin and Leader Bai. The eyes of the three Lis instantly gathered on Zhang Yong, who was ignorant of life and death. Soon Zhang Yong was taken off the bowls and chopsticks in his hand and dragged them to a corner of the kang by the three of them.

"You guys are gentle, you can't eat here when you get rid of the dust." Lin Zichuan hurriedly blocked the cold dish in front of him with his arms.

"Eat quickly and eat quickly." Lin Ziwen said to Zhang Yong, don't blame your brothers for being unrighteous, just blame your stinky mouth and can't speak

"I can't eat it anymore..." Bai Hong pushed forward the bowl of two dumplings left, looking at Chen Xiaolei for help.

Chen Xiaolei didn't even think about it, so he stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed two dumplings into Lin Ziwen's bowl: "This task is handed over to the leader."

Lin Ziwen picked up the dumplings and bit them. Seeing this, Lin Zichuan tsk twice exaggeratedly, swallowed the leftover dumplings in the bowl and the soup into his stomach, jumped off the ground to play games, and saw that Master Lin and Chen Xiaolei and Bai Hong were like nothing happened. Lan Chen saw this in his eyes, and on the surface he pretended not to notice anything.

The most procrastinating Lin Ziwen was gone. The girls bravely went to the ground to clean the table and wash the dishes. The heartless Zhang Yong ran to play games with Lin Zichuan. There was a leader Lin and three unlucky people left on the kang. Four of them surrounded the dirty and black manuscript paper to study.

"There are quite a few words..." Lin Ziwen pointed to the place wet with water stains. It had become translucent. You can see the dense words on the following pages through the black and gray.

"That's Li's mission. Little Li, can you still remember those tasks?" Wang Guangwu knew that it would be impossible to rescue these papers, so he planned to let Li rewrite them.

"You have to have inspiration to write this. Do you think it's writing small calligraphy? Do you know what it means to do? " Li Xiaomei rubbed his hands with a sad face. Obviously, he had a bad memory. If he asked him to recite it silently, he would lose a lot of things if he could write it silently.

"What is this?" Lin Ziwen asked, pointing to a place. The upper layer of paper he pointed to was completely wet, and you could vaguely see that there seemed to be a naked woman below.

The three boys were all happy, and Wang Guangwu said embarrassedly: "That's the monster in the game I drew, the mermaid."

"Oh" Lin Ziwen suddenly realized, and when she saw that she really looked like a mermaid, but the mermaid was shirtless and looked a little special

"There is also the beautiful snake, Medusa is all over" Wang Guangwu sighed

I really didn't see that Wang Guangwu's skills in painting beautiful women are quite good. Lin Ziwen genuinely made the two round and plump hills of the mermaid. After hearing Wang Guangwu say that there are other works, he slapped his chest on the spot: "Give me this stack of paper, so you can see clearly in half an hour. Just copy one again at that time."

The leader went to the kitchen with the letters that condensed the efforts of Wang Guangwu and the other three. He said that the three people who had no hope were to be punished. Li and Youzhuo quickly grabbed the free Saturn. Seeing that the two hosts were firmly occupied by the four people, Wang Guangwu went out of the house to see how the leader treated the manuscript paper dyed black by coal water.

Although the scene of the sand dune is not much better than the Red Alert, it is still a classic in real-time strategy games, Li and Zhuoer work together to study a difficult method to pass the level. When Wang Guangwu heard the kitchen screaming: "Neal, come out and help with the work."

"I'm asking you, go quickly." Li took the opportunity to grab the gamepad in Youzhuo's hand and squeezed Youzhuo off the chair with his butt

When Yu Zhuoer left the house, he saw that he was very good. Two clotheslines had been pulled from the middle of the outer room, and paper papers were hung on it with clips. Wang Guangwu, who was squatting on the ground to help Chen Xiaolei wash paper with a basin, shook Yu Zhuoer's head: "Outside"

After going out and entering the yard, Yu Zhuoer knew what was going on. It turned out that Lin Ziwen used warm water to put all the manuscript papers in his arms. He was still standing honestly in the yard. Lin Ziwen only browsed his own pages and entered the house. The boy found a window of Lufeng to bring in one copy at a time. When Yu Zhuoer, who strictly abides by the rules of the game, threw the manuscript papers in the yard and wrote them dictated, Lin Ziwen had basically finished copying.

I heard that Yuzhuo lost, Wang Guangwu took the opportunity to criticize him. After being scolded, Yuzhuo himself felt that he was stupid and he didn't memorize ancient Chinese. Why did he have to remember that he had no word before entering the house to write down. He remembered these things almost exactly, so he could just take them back and copy them. Even if the ice on the paper melted, it would be good to copy them based on his impression.

The girls went to the cottage to play Monopoly. In the big house, the two brothers of the Lin family and Zhang Yong began to read the masterpiece "Journey to the East" by Zhuoer. On the nearly thirty pages of manuscript, anyway, except for Wang Guangwu's graffiti that had almost nothing to do with the game, they really piled up countless imaginative ideas and ideas, complex game settings, strange tasks, and distinctive characters. The whole game has a momentum and background that is not inferior to "Diablo". If positioned with online games, Lin Ziwen believes that this game does produce many "Miracle" and "Legend". If done well, it has the potential to be a god.

"***, will there be such a game?" After seeing the three of them's hard work over the past two months, the first thing Zhang Yong did was not to praise them, but to slap Wang Guangwu, who regarded himself as a leader, first: "There are ten thousand people playing together? Why don't you design this game as Star Wars-style and then go and pull the Martians to play?"

Wang Guangwuxun raised his middle finger to Zhang Yong, and the disdainful expression on his face was obviously saying: You know, "You know, Li Ze directly pulled Zhang Yong aside and asked Lin Ziwen in a rewarding manner: "How is it, Master, can the things we made kick all the Japanese devils and Americans?"

Lin Ziwen wasn't talking yet, Yuzhuo shook his head: "We're just talking about the battle on paper and being happy. If we really want to make it into a game, it's still a long way to go."

"That's wrong." Wang Guangwu disagreed with Youzhuoer's words: "Hard work pays off. We are not capable of doing things now. We can make preparations first. When the time comes, we will start doing it."

"The opportunity didn't fall from the sky at that time?" Lin Zichuan interrupted and asked Wang Guangwu: "Did you think things are too ideal? In my opinion, the game you are going to make is big enough, and it uses computers as platforms, but how can you have such fast networks and computers with such strong computing power?"

"There will be something in the future," said Wang Guangwu: "CHINANET has been built. Ten years ago, how many people knew what a PC was. Now the leader has one. Who knows what this field will develop in a few years?"

"Did you teach him these?" Lin Zichuan looked at his cousin who had been smiling and not talking.

Lin Ziwen spread her hands: "It's just a story about snails and orioles, I understand it if I don't teach him?"

"Oh, by the way," Zhang Yong suddenly patted his head, ran to the side to find the top he took off when he entered the house, touched it a few times in one sleeve, and pulled out the magazine, "Did you hear that there is a company called Fantasy International to invest in the development of games? 20 million, editor Xue Dingjan's cat said that 20 million is the largest in China, and it is not as big as this Fantasy International when it is all together."

Everyone looked at the "Home Computer and Game Control" in Zhang Yong's hand. When they looked at Zhang Yong, they all had the expression of you being an alien. Now almost all domestic gamers know this. In everyone's eyes, Zhang Yong, who is not well-informed, has obviously lost the ranks.

Wang Guangwu suddenly asked: "This fantasy company seems to be called the Forbidden City? I wonder if it has anything to do with the Forbidden City in our mountain city?"

Everyone was stunned, and Li hurriedly asked Lin Ziwen: "Ziwen, do you know this?"

All classmates and friends knew that Lin Ziwen's father was the head of the Forbidden City Pharmaceutical Factory. When Wang Guangwu mentioned the Forbidden City, a hope immediately arose in Li's heart. If this fantasy international really has something to do with the Forbidden City in the mountain city and with the leader Lin there, wouldn't he have the chance to turn "Journey to the East" from fantasy to reality?

"I haven't told you about this matter." Lin Ziwen smiled: "This game company is indeed invested in the Forbidden City. Now there is only an empty shell without anyone. It will be considered as the official start after recruiting employees during the Chinese New Year. Don't worry, with me here, you are the designated employees there."

"Ah—?" In addition to Wang Guangwu, Li, Zhang Yong, and Zhuoer, who were stunned, there was also Lan Chen, who was listening, and Wang Guangwu widened his eyes and asked, "Purple Pattern, is this fantasy international opened by your father?"

"Absolutely, the funds were all cut from their pharmaceutical factory's books." Lin Ziwen played the edge again

"Purple Pattern, Brother Lin, Brother" Zhang Yong, who was the first to react, immediately rushed up: "Dear brother, I will be with you from now on, you must take me in"-
Chapter completed!