Creating a Virtual World

Zhao Mingwei was still standing in the interview booth at the arena at this moment. He didn't really listen to what the host said during the interview, and his answers were very perfunctory.

Now that Zhao Mingwei's eyes scanned the audience in the auditorium, he could feel that the audience seemed... didn't take his resignation speech seriously, but just thought it was a little joke Zhao Mingwei made after winning.

The host is also deliberately avoiding this topic.

Zhao Mingwei still has a three-year contract with Junlin Tianxia. If Zhao Mingwei forcibly breaches the contract and retires this year, he will face a huge claim for liquidated damages.

This pile of liquidated damages will make him lose everything, but Zhao Mingwei is not afraid of it, as long as he still has money to go to the Internet cafe.

But the real problem was that it was impossible for King's Landing to let Zhao Mingwei retire successfully.

Now that Zhao Mingwei is the most popular player in the dispute, he is a cash cow that can pull out gold nuggets in the hands of Junlin Tianxia.

The glory of Master Xiao is really like a shackle...

But Zhao Mingwei couldn't think about it anymore.

"That's the end of the interview for the time being. Next is the intercontinental competition..." When the host was about to end the interview with Zhao Mingwei and go directly to the departure ceremony for the intercontinental competition, the director informed the host about the departure ceremony in the headset Messages that need to be postponed.

This was originally just a trivial matter, but Zhao Mingwei keenly saw that there was almost no one in the four major professional teams.

If Zhao Mingwei remembered correctly, after the championship trophy was announced, it should be the start ceremony of the Intercontinental Competition. The four major professional teams posed in the ring and then stepped down.

But the arrangement changed...why?

Zhao Mingwei suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility. When the host was still asking what the next arrangement was, Zhao Mingwei slipped away from the director's screen.

He walked quickly towards the bottom of the stage.

"Master Xiao...where are you going?" Lin Xi was still standing next to the trophy and waving to the fans. When she saw Zhao Mingwei walking down the stage, she immediately lowered her voice and shouted.

He didn't dare to go up and stop Zhao Mingwei, because there were nearly tens of thousands of spectators watching... Not only the spectators on the field, but the audience who watched the live broadcast with computers and mobile phones may have already reached five million!

If Zhao Mingwei messes around on this stage, he will apologize to the people of the whole country!

"Take the phone."

Zhao Mingwei responded to Lin Xi in a low voice, and walked off the stage alone under Lin Xi's desperate gaze.

I... I... fuck!

Lin Xi really wanted to rush up and grab Zhao Mingwei by the collar and punch him, but Zhao Mingwei, a young Internet addict, had no brains, so punching him was useless.

"Ah... ah... Cai... The interview is over, should we go down and change our uniforms for the Intercontinental competition?"

All Lin Xi could do now was to cover Zhao Mingwei's early departure from the stage. The only way was to go down with Zhao Mingwei.

"Is it over? But the coach is still interviewing over there."

The new players in the team were a little puzzled and asked, the reason why King's Landing crashed in the previous game was that the team members underwent a major change. Now, among the five main players, only Lin Xi and Zhao Mingwei are the old masters of King's Landing. The players, the others are all newcomers.

"Yes! When have I lied to you! It's time to get off work!" Lin Xi really went all out this time.

So under the leadership of Lin Xi, a group of newcomers walked off the stage holding the trophy. The audience seemed to really think that the celebration of the championship was over, and cheered for it.

Lin Xi, who was holding the trophy, waved to all the audience in embarrassment, and quickly caught up with Zhao Mingwei.

"You used to like to talk coquettishly in interviews! Why did you become autistic after winning another championship this year?" Lin Xi lowered her voice and asked Zhao Mingwei.

It is estimated that the management is very dissatisfied with the content of Zhao Mingwei's interview.

"Before? Seven years ago?" Zhao Mingwei asked.

"..."

"It's a good thing that the directors themselves were a little messed up this time. Let's just treat it as the effect of the show. When you go back to the waiting room, don't shut yourself up anymore." Lin Xi said to Zhao Mingwei while carrying the trophy.

It didn't take long for the players to enter the lounge. Zhao Mingwei pushed open the door of the lounge and walked in. The management of King's Landing was basically waiting in the lounge. When they saw Zhao Mingwei coming in, they applauded and congratulated .

Zhao Mingwei nodded his head lightly, then came to a sofa and rummaged through his backpack.

Mobile phones are not allowed on the field. After Zhao Mingwei found the phone in his backpack, he checked the messages on the phone.

He quickly found the reason why the pigeons of the four major teams participated in the intercontinental race in the tearing group of the Holy Spirit Guild.

‘Old Song, you have too many machines! Give us a few more! '

‘There are six lord-level monsters in our stronghold, how about you? '

'Ten! '

‘There are more people in the stronghold than us. '

‘President Bubbles! Use your ice maker! The fire of our guild cannot be extinguished! '

'What? Where is your base? Give me the coordinates, I have Miss Cat to help me, so I can barely handle it. '

A lord-level monster appeared in the stronghold? The flesh and blood resonance caused the NPC to become a lord-level monster?

Zhao Mingwei quickly read the historical news in the tearing group, and he figured out what happened...

Until the president of a guild took a screenshot of a giant dragon roaring up to the sky, and the buildings below had completely turned into a sea of ​​flames, Zhao Mingwei realized that he couldn't wait any longer.

"Xiao Zhao! There will be a post-match group visit later, where are you going?" A manager of the club asked.

"Go to the toilet." Zhao Mingwei said.

"I see that players from other clubs have all gone to the VR experience hall downstairs to play the holy spirit... Captain, you don't want to follow along, do you?" someone suddenly asked in the lounge.

"Holy Spirit? Xiao Zhao, didn't I tell you not to play other games during the game? It's just a game! Now go to the post-match group interview immediately." When the manager was speaking, someone beside Zhao Mingwei stopped him he.

It's not just games... Zhao Mingwei's mind is now full of whether Ye Linna has an accident, and he has been thinking about this issue during the competition for more than ten days.

However, Zhao Mingwei slapped the hand of the person next to him away with one hand... and left the lounge straight away.

"Captain, he really just went to the bathroom! I'll go with him!" Lin Xi hurriedly followed behind Zhao Mingwei in order to reassure the manager.

"Lin Xi, do you remember using your mobile phone when you first logged in to the Holy Spirit?" Zhao Mingwei asked.

"I remember...the Holy Spirit app is still on my phone, but no one will believe me no matter what I tell it to. I am afraid that I will be regarded as crazy and never use it again." Lin Xi said.

Zhao Mingwei didn't continue talking, and directly pulled Lin Xi into an uninhabited storage room in the player passage.

"Damn! Do you really want to go online directly here? What about the group interview after the game?" Lin Xi found a plastic box in the storage room and sat down. Zhao Mingwei had already taken out his mobile phone and opened the app of Holy Spirit.

"As long as the battle is resolved within thirty minutes."

Zhao Mingwei pressed the login button of the app in his hand, sat on a plastic box and lost consciousness.

"Damn it! Isn't it just to play a game? Is it necessary to work so hard!"

Lin Xi was cursing wildly, because it wasn't Zhao Mingwei who had the accident, but him... His commercial value was much smaller than Zhao Mingwei's.

But he still took out his mobile phone and logged into the Holy Spirit. When Lin Xi opened his eyes again, he found himself in a village burned by flames.

What the hell is this place?

Lin Xi suddenly remembered that before the start of the game, he had sneaked online once and molested a little lolita NPC in the jumping nuclear stronghold.

Now... this little lolita NPC... is lying down in front of him and crying non-stop.

Lin Xi suddenly turned his head... Behind him was a three-meter-tall dragon-like creature. This creature waved its flaming claws at the NPC in front of him.

"Damn trash game!"

Lin Xi cursed again and directly picked up the young NPC and threw herself to the other side, but her back was still torn apart by the sharp claws of the dragon-like creature.

Lin Xi was snapped... the whole person turned into a tombstone of a strong man, and the young NPC he was hugging also fell to the other side.

Isn't this the guild stronghold? Come on someone!

Just as Lin Xi was thinking this, someone really came...but it wasn't the Holy Spirit, but Yelena.

"Is there anyone alive?"

Yelena yelled into the fire field, and the dragon-shaped lord monster discovered Yelena's existence.

Run, seeing this scene, only this idea came to Lin Xi's mind, not for Yelena, but for the dragon lord.