1212 Eternal Reincarnation CG
Li Yada and Tang Yishu lowered their heads to take notes without asking any questions.
If the two of them had had a little doubt when Dawn Games platform was just established, then all their doubts had disappeared at this stage.
The gaming platform had already taken off. Boss Pei would definitely make it fly higher next.
As for why such an arrangement made it soar higher…
It did not matter. Everything would be fine when the time came.
No matter how many setbacks, difficulties, and misunderstandings the system faced during its implementation, it would definitely achieve great success as Boss Pei had planned it out.
Since that was the case, what was there to worry about?
Of course, this system was still very vague at the moment. As for how to screen, how to fire, and how many people to maintain, these content had to be carefully considered and planned in the long term.
However, they definitely could not expect Boss Pei to take charge of everything with such details.
That was Tang Yishu and Li Yada's task.
Pei Qian could not help but feel complicated seeing that the two of them did not raise any questions.
Every time he came up with a new idea, Pei Qian would feel conflicted.
If his subordinates raised questions, he would be worried that his subordinates would not understand him well. He would also have to use Great Deceit to deepen their mistaken impression.
If his subordinates did not raise any questions, Pei Qian was afraid that they would misunderstand on the spot. After some imagination, they would deviate from his original intention.
All in all, he could not relax!
However, on further thought, Dawn Games platform start was already fragmented. There was not much pressure now.
At the very most, he would take the last step in advance and drink poison to quench his thirst!
It was not the first time he was doing something like that anyway.
Pei Qian looked at the time. It was almost time to knock off. Thus, he finished his coffee and stood up.
"Alright, let's arrange this way for the gaming platform. Once you've decided on the system, report to me immediately."
"It's the weekend. Get off work and go home!"
…
At the same time, Yan Qi had already downloaded the updated content of Eternal Reincarnation.
He entered the game with a very hopeful attitude.
As the creator of the mobile version of "Blade of the Empire", Yan Qi was also a loyal fan of action games.
His psychological endurance was not particularly good. The frequent suffering in Repent and be Saved often made him helpless and furious. However, the unique combat mechanism in Repent and be Saved, the excitement of defeating strong enemies, the design of the stages filled with plots, the design concept of breaking the dimensional wall… All of these made him love and hate this game. He could not stop.
Now that he was tired of playing Repent and be Saved, the new downloadable content naturally placed all his hopes on it.
The official platform had already said that only 25% of the content in the downloadable content was updated this time.
Many players felt that 25% was too little and not enough.
However, Yan Qi did not think so. 25% of the game content was enough to play for a long time. The key was that it could be played in advance!
It was always a happy thing to play Eternal Reincarnation a month in advance.
Of course, the downloadable content had to be good enough.
Yan Qi would definitely not agree if it was purely to speed up and seek popularity but to reduce players' gaming experience by disassembling the downloadable content.
He entered the game.
Yan Qi had thought that he would enter the title page directly, but he did not expect it to be a black screen that played a new cutscene.
…
In the quiet temple, the blood-red maple leaves slowly fell.
A soothing melody sounded.
Repent and be Saved had a similar melody at the beginning. However, the melody was mellow and had a unique sad atmosphere. The melody was calm, harmonious, and Zen-like.
If one listened carefully, they would feel that the passion that had been hidden in the bottom of their hearts was slowly awakening. There was a faint sound of battle.
This seemed to hint at the difference between Repent and be Saved and Eternal Reincarnation.
Bam! A black piece landed on the chess board.
The one holding the black piece was a pair of calloused, weathered hands that were filled with strength and confidence.
After the black piece was played, a skinny and wrinkly hand reached out from opposite the chessboard.
The white chess piece fell. The bony right hand was retracted, and the monk robes flashed past.
On the board, the black piece's dragon was killed by the white piece. It was almost certain death.
An aged voice sounded.
"I have long heard of you, benefactor."
The scene changed and the figure of a young swordsman appeared on the screen.
Under the setting sun, his shadow was drawn very long, and his sword was hidden in its sheath.
They were all alone but they seemed to contain an extremely terrifying sharpness.
Countless sharp swords were unsheathed around the camera as ferocious-looking pugilists surrounded them.
However, in the next second, the young swordsman gently waved his sword. The blood on the sword gathered into beads of blood that rolled down.
He put his sword back into its sheath, stepped over the corpse on the ground, and walked towards the sunset.
The corpses were scattered around. There was a look of horror and disbelief on their faces.
"When you were 17 years old, you wielded a sword and lived a heroic life. You killed thieves and bandits."
The scene changed. In a gorgeous palace.
"There's an assassin! Protect the Emperor!"
The imperial guards raised their spears or long knives. They retreated uncontrollably even though they were in a neat formation.
The jungler, who looked to be in his thirties, with a stubble beard, walked steadily across the tall threshold. His hands were empty, but his body was covered in blood.
A guard suddenly rushed over from behind with a long sword in his hand. However, in the next second, a sword somehow appeared in the hands of the jungler. A stream of blood spurted from the neck of the guard as he collapsed.
The guards raised their spears and stabbed at the jungler. However, the jungler only opened his eyes and looked drowsy. The long sword in his hand swept across and the long spears were immediately cut into two.
He stepped over the guard's corpse and came to the emperor who was running for his life. He looked at the long sword in his hand and threw it aside.
After that, he dodged the dagger-axe of a guard. After snatching it, he tossed it lightly and nailed the emperor to the red beam pillar of the palace.
"At thirty years old, you destroyed an entire country in the blink of an eye. You killed an incapable ruler and crafty ministers."
The scene changed again. There was a vast field with corpses scattered everywhere on the battlefield.
The armored foreign cavalry formed a battle formation. The horses' hoofs moved slightly, and the heads of the innocent people in the border were hung on the saddles.
On the other side of the cloud-like battle formation, there was a person wearing heavy armor. He had a huge iron spear on his shoulder. His left hand was a long saber that was dragging on the ground.
The cavalry formation charged forward with the sound of the alien's horn. The horses' hooves raised dust in the sky, like an earthquake.
A figure in heavy armor entered the enemy's formation like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
"At forty years old, you were fierce and indestructible. You killed an entire army.
The scene changed and finally arrived at a wine shop in a deserted town.
A bowl of cloudy alcohol reflected his mottled white hair.
A knight wearing a bamboo hat and holding the seven-star treasure sword came to challenge him. His long sword shone with a cold light as it was pointed at the old man's throat.
However, in the next second, he held a pair of chopsticks with two fingers and faced the sword edge.
There was a sound of metal clashing. The seven-star treasure sword broke inch by inch and became a pile of scrap metal.
"At sixty years old, you plucked leaves and flowers fluttered. You had a mystical battle technique that could kill everything in the world."
At that point, the old voice paused for a moment.
Another chess piece landed on the board.
"However, Benefactor, no matter how superb the martial skills are, it is impossible to cut off life and death."
"Life, age, illness, and death, the six realms of rebirth and existence are fates that all beings in the world cannot escape."
"Benefactor, you are about to be bewitched, why not repent and be saved?"
On one side of the chessboard, the old monk with a withered appearance pressed his palms together and persuaded patiently.
The declining Martial God was silent for a moment before he placed another black chess piece on the board.
The black dragon, which was almost strangled to death, actually managed to fight his way out of the blockades of the white pieces. He had to survive in the face of death!
"How can you know that you can't cut through life and death if you have never tried?" The Martial God asked calmly.
The old monk knew that there was no turning back. He could only mutter, "Amitabha."
The Martial God opened his left hand. A black and white pill that blended yin and yang appeared in his palm. He slowly stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it.
After that, he took the ugly demon sword that had been placed beside the chess table.
The moment the sword was unsheathed, blood-red light spilled everywhere. It was an ominous sign.
