"If you don't want to play, you can return it. Our company supports a full refund."

Yun Yongan didn't get used to the player's thinking, this is the real second world, this is a game that spans the ages, he has never worried that the number of players will not be enough.

On the contrary, there are too many players. For Yun Yongan, it is very troublesome. He can't refine so many helmets in a short time. Similarly, this world can't accept that so many people don't work and come to play.

The virtual game in "Start from Zero" is a financial bomb, and Yun Yongan does not want his own game to become a financial bomb.

He started the game to minimize the social turmoil caused by the recovery of spiritual energy while exploring the ruins, instead of bringing this social turmoil that will only happen in the future to the present.

As Yun Yongan expected, after experiencing the game that is almost indistinguishable from reality, none of the players is willing to give up, they are just having fun with their mouths.

"Yong'an talent!" A player in a white robe ran over with a small step, "Does Confucian talent cultivation have to be original?"

Yun Yongan took a white paper fan from Su Jiaoyue, looked at the prepared support, and gently shook the folding fan: "Original is better, but you can continue to practice by reading the ancient books."

"In fact, without enough accumulation, you can't write a really good work yourself. Every literary work is the precipitation and accumulation of the author's past experience."

The white-robed scholar showed a half-understanding expression, "Yong'an talent, can you show us a demonstration?"

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Yun Yong'an brought many confidante friends and a large number of players, gathered into a mighty crowd, and came to the ruins.

Sensing a large number of intruders, the guards left by the previous civilization automatically gathered to form a mighty team, forming a confrontation with Yun Yongan and the others.

As more and more people from both sides got together, the atmosphere became more and more tense. At this critical moment, Yun Yongan suddenly waved his folding fan, crossed the crowd, and sang loudly while walking towards the enemy's position.

"The lonely village does not feel sorry for itself, but Shangsi defends Luntai for the country.

Lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and ice river fall into a dream. "

Yun Yong'an's poetic voice resounding throughout the world has not stopped, and for the first time in this deep underground, there is wind, rain and thunder.

And under the storm and thunder, a chilling cavalry rushed out, brandishing a huge black blade.

The bronze steam puppet raised the hammer in its hand high when it saw the iron objects rushing towards it.

"Peng!" With a loud noise, the two armies collided.

The falling rain brought severe cold, and by the way, it froze the power flames in the puppets' hearts, took away their ability to resist, and turned them into ice sculptures.

The iron cavalry's giant blade was like a sickle, cutting off the puppet's head like mowing grass.

From contact to dissipation, the whole process is only ten breaths.

The puppet that was still majestic just now has become a part of the whole place.

Everyone around was stunned!
"I, I don't learn swords anymore!" A male player suddenly threw the wooden sword in his hand to the ground, "I want to study, I want to specialize in Confucianism and Taoism."

Yun Yongan did not speak, but silently took out three thick stacks of classical Chinese from his bag, and stuffed them into the player's hands.

Then, under his blank gaze, she patted his shoulder lightly.

"I like your ambition very much. These are the most basic books of Confucianism. You can study them thoroughly before you can get started!"

Feeling the heavy weight of the book in his arms, the male player hesitated for a moment, then silently lowered his head, returned the book to Yun Yongan, picked up the wooden sword again, and laughed.

"I'm not very good at studying, I'd better continue to practice swords."

Others also made similar choices, and Yun Yongan didn't discover the problem until this time.

It is true that recruiting a group of professional players can quickly form combat effectiveness and speed up the exploration of the ruins, but if he wants to revive this ancient civilization, he needs to find highly educated professionals.

And we need talents with real scientific research ability, not those wastes who are mixed up by virtue of background and qualifications.

Here lies the problem. These real technological talents are usually very busy and have no time to play games. Moreover, they are all stared at by many people, so it is very difficult to find them.

Standing in place, looking into the darkness deep in the ruins, after a little thought, Yun Yongan thought of a very simple solution.

Great mountains and rivers have talents from generation to generation, so why should a powerful country emerge through generations.

With a population of 15 billion in the Daxian Empire, there will be no shortage of talents, just a lot of talents, and there is no chance to show their talents.

Although cultivation can also be explained scientifically, the existing research experts are no different from an ordinary graduate student when facing problems in practice.

They are all in a state of ignorance. The only advantage of existing experts is that they have more experience.

Sometimes experience is a boost, and sometimes it becomes a constraint. Whether it is good or bad is not certain.

However, if this is the case, it is still quite difficult to find suitable research talents. The main reason is not to reveal the requirement that the spiritual energy has been revived now, so that Yun Yongan can't directly release the exercises. The real test can only be a marginal ball.

"Formation requires computing power and spatial imagination. Inspiration can be transformed into music and art. Cooking is not just a matter of simple practice makes perfect, but also requires inspiration and talent."

Thinking of this, Yun Yongan suddenly discovered a problem, a very critical problem.

"The dragon gave birth to nine sons? Li Zhengmin arranged for his son to hold so many cross-field competitions crazily. It turned out that this was the idea. I have to say, this is a good idea."

"Unfortunately, he met me. I accepted the best group of people. I hope there will be more beautiful girls instead of rough guys. Otherwise, if I want to recover, the difficulty will be increased by at least two."

"Yue'er, Xiaoai, Youyi..."

Yun Yongan quickly read a series of names, "I have made a major discovery, go back first, I have something to discuss with everyone."

"Okay, husband!"

Jiang Xiaoai was the first to quit the game and took back the soul projection.

The others followed and left. After Su Jiaoyue carefully collected the special human figures they left behind, she and Yun Yongan held hands, and returned to reality together, back to the villa.

The Yunfu, which was converted from Linfu, is still under construction due to various emergencies.

After everyone arrived, Yun Yongan opened the sound-proof barrier to isolate the prying eyes of the outside world, and opened his mouth slowly.

"The world of great competition has come, Youyi, this time I may have to compete with your brothers, maybe from the royal family for talent, if you don't have the heart, you can leave temporarily."

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