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Chapter 9 Easter Egg Conference (Part 1)

As the lights went out, the screen in the center of the hall was frozen on the waiting interface for the press conference, and the entire life hall became quiet.

Those who come here tonight are curious about this mysterious press conference tonight.

If we talk about it at first, the official game blog did not attract much attention when it was published.

But the pop-up window of the game last night brought a lot of anticipation.

What exactly should be announced?

What a mystery is so complicated?

Among the thousands of people present, except for Ren Xia, no one knew, but he just vaguely noticed the prelude to the coming of the storm.

Their table also stopped talking, and several people looked sideways.

This feels like a cinema.

Li Xiaofu finally broke free from his own sister's physical forbidden spelling technique. He wanted to say something, but when the latter glared at him, he became cowardly again.

Three minutes passed in a flash.

Finally, the screen image changed, and what caught my eye was an indoor podium. The head of the fantasy company's publicity faced the camera, with an unexpectedly serious expression.

"Welcome to everyone..."

There is nothing special about the rhetoric, it is just a standard opening remark.

It is probably thanks to the media reporters who arrived at the scene and the audience who are watching this special press conference around the world.

After a brief opening, the boss of the publicity caliber changed his tone.

He once again expressed his deepest remembrance to Chen Qinghe who died unexpectedly, and expressed his gratitude to the players who sent flowers in various branches and surface buildings in various places...

Everything seems so normal.

So much so many people in the venue showed some doubts, thinking, could it be that they were thinking too much, it was really just a commemorative event?

But such things... won't hold another press conference.

“…In order to thank all the players for their support, we specially made a short film to commemorate Mr. Chen Qinghe’s brilliant life. There is also a special ‘gift’ at the end of the video…

Below, please watch it."

At this time, the people on the podium left this sentence and left the scope of the camera.

So, the video began to be played on the entire screen.

It's indeed a video, well-made.

Perhaps because of the hasty time, there is no too gorgeous effect, but a corridor-style lens is used.

In the picture, there is a corridor with warm light splashing.

The back of Ren Qinghe was walking forward, and paintings were hung on the walls on both sides according to the time point.

Every time you pass, the corresponding picture frame will be enlarged and the corresponding clip will be displayed.

From Haicheng to Kyoto, and then to the international...

Among them, there are also important scenes in the game and a player character named "GOD" owned by Ren Qinghe.

As the chief designer of Fantasy, Ren Qinghe's account character is also full of legendary colors.

It not only accompanied the game from the initial version, but also was recognized as the number one character among mid- and early players...

Yes, every fantasy fan knows it.

Ren Qinghe is a game expert.

Even though the frequency of online launch has gradually declined in recent years, its influence is still extraordinary.

Unfortunately, with Ren Qinghe's death, GOD, the former legendary character, will eventually become history.

In the darkness, the atmosphere became more and more silent, with only melodious music floating.

Even though many people present had participated in the commemorative activities yesterday, the sad emotions still inevitably spread as they looked at the flashing images in the picture.

First floor corner.

Lu Cha looked sideways at the screen, his face flickering and darkened by the fluorescent light, and his eyes are full of longing and regrets.

Of course she had heard of the legend of GOD.

More than once, Qiyi is in the same era as it.

Before we knew it, the characters in the film came to an end.

At the end of the corridor, a closed door appeared.

In the venue, people immediately held their breath and began to guess what the so-called "gift" was.

The next second, the character in the picture pushed open the door, and endless white light surged out from the door, flooding the entire picture.

It paused for about three seconds.

The white light suddenly dissipated, and in the darkness, a low voice suddenly sounded!

Ren Qinghe!

Ren Qinghe actually appeared in the picture!

"Is this...the image he left during his lifetime?" Countless people thought of it.

On the screen, Ren Qing sat quietly in the chair, as if looking out the window, and he was in a formal outfit, and there was no weakness and pale on his face.

It can be seen that the video was taken a long time ago.

"Ah, sorry, I'm a little distracted. Can I start shooting?"

On the screen, Ren Qinghe came to his senses and apologized and smiled apologized outside the screen.

After receiving the reply, he solemnly looked at the camera, that is, looking at the countless viewers who were watching this press conference through the Internet.

"Hello everyone, I am the CEO of Fantasy and the designer of this game, Ren Qinghe."

"If nothing unexpected happens, when you see this video, I'm dead."

“Before I died, I made what is called "eastern egg" in the gaming industry and hid it in my fantasy…

The first person to discover it will inherit all my legacy, with a market value of over $500 billion... In addition, they will have full control of fantasy."

Wow—

At this moment, as Ren Qinghe's voice came out in the picture, the people in the venue had not yet responded, and they heard an uproar in the background of the video!

Obviously, this news shocked all the reporters on the live broadcast!

There were also some riots in the venue.

Almost everyone showed an incredible look, looking at each other, as if seeking confirmation.

In the picture, Ren Qinghe's voice continues:

"You guys heard it right, this is my final distribution of heritage... My wealth comes from fantasy and will also belong to fantasy... This idea came into being a long time ago.

In the past few years, I have left clues in the game and searched for them.

Only those who ride the wind and waves and overcome obstacles can reach the other side of wealth..."

At this point, the picture is frozen and the video is over.

However, the scene could no longer be calm.

"Really or not?"

"Is it an April Fool's Day joke? Or..."

"Eastern eggs...500 billion..."

In the darkness, figures stood up one after another.

The sound of discussion suddenly rose and surging, and the air in the entire venue seemed to be burning and boiling.

Not only here, but also in other places where they cannot see, similar scenes are happening in front of countless venues and countless display screens around the world.

How many people are watching this press conference at this moment?

How many people are shocked at this moment?

The greatest game designer in history, the late world-class rich man, left a will early and gave players around the world an unprecedented "gift" tonight!

Although I can't see anywhere else, no one suspects that this news is spreading to the world at an astonishing speed.

And will occupy the Internet traffic center in the next few days with a more fierce attitude than Chen Qinghe's death!

"Sister...is this...really?"

In the seat by the window on the first floor, Li Xiaofu looked at the crowd of people talking around and looked extremely excited, and looked at the old sister beside him for verification.

Li Tianran, wearing sportswear, was also stupid now, and she lost her previous pleasures.

Hearing the word, he was stunned and looked at Lu Cha opposite again:

"Cha Cha, are we dreaming?"

Lu Cha swallowed, shook his head like suffocation, and clenched his fists hard: "It seems... it's true!"

After saying that, she looked at Ren Xia as if confirmation.

Then he was stunned.

I saw that in the dim venue, amid the restless talk of thousands of people, only Ren Xia was still sitting calmly in the seat, holding his chin, and examining everyone with a bright and inexplicable look.

It's as if everything has nothing to do with him.
Chapter completed!
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