Phantom Master of the Elf

Chapter 219

After briefly reading the news, Han Hao was relieved to find that the UP owner who died suddenly was not a can.

Otaku is really a high-risk occupation now, and one day it will suddenly be made into news by an unscrupulous editor, and I don't even know it.

But the content of this news is indeed interesting.

According to the author's description, the otaku in the article was a closed beta player of Infinite Glory before his death, and the cause of his death turned out to be... forcibly cutting off the circuit?

—— hiss~

Closed beta.......

Wasn't that at ten o'clock last night?Sudden death in one night, this otaku is not qualified...

Han Hao glanced at the time, it is now [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the time for the closed beta has already passed, and the public beta is almost over.

According to his previous personality, he should have played Gods of Departure or City Light on the first day of launch, but last night he seemed to have forgotten about it, feeling that neither game had even started I'd rather be bored enough to watch old movies than put on that game helmet on my bedside table.

Thinking of Wang Xinhe talking to him, Han Hao felt scared for a while.

"In the future, you may not feel pleasure at that time."

At the time he thought the woman was driving, and now it seems that the definition of "that" may be a bit broad.

Song Mingxu always felt that he was a bit lacking in interest when he talked about "drawing the light" and "cutting bullets with a lightsaber"... and the time flow of that game was really unsatisfactory. 1:300, one sneak is almost the same as the past half a year. Although the time does not flow in reality, it still gives people the illusion of wasting time.

Of course, Han Hao would think so, but it doesn't mean that most people would think so.

Whether it's the departure of the gods or the city of lights, this is a world that is almost the same as the reality. There are too many things that people don't like in reality, and the virtual world is their safe haven. There are no exams, and there is nothing to write. Exams, no parents urging you to get married, and no annoying bosses who have meetings every day.

The more realistic the fifth dimension and infinite glory make these two games, the more those who long for silence will be.

Han Hao vaguely felt that this was something scarier than Internet addiction.

But there are solutions.

Make an anti-addiction, or shorten the time flow of stealth.

The latter may be difficult to achieve. Before this, human beings have never been involved in the field of time. If they suddenly play such a big game, the fate should not be too good.

Facts have proved that even though most people and ideas are different from Han Hao, there are still a small group of people who thought of going with him.

Many Weibo big Vs are posting statements stating the possible disadvantages of Lingzi's infiltration to life. The comments are all rebuttals, and few think it makes sense.

This kind of behavior is not difficult to understand. Speaking of this kind of thing before the upcoming public beta, everyone is waiting to play the game now, so at least we have to wait for a while before making a judgment, right?

Due to certain reasons, many Weibo big Vs have a bad reputation. The articles they post are no longer as influential as they used to be, and people nowadays often read articles with their brains, trying to rely on subjective assumptions. Or it is not so simple to guide the reader's thinking by changing the concept secretly.

When Han Hao slipped into the classroom through the back door, he clearly felt unkind eyes.

Wang Zelin stopped the lecture, wanted to say something but hesitated to speak, and finally waved helplessly to signal him to sit down.

I don’t know what’s going on today, only a dozen people from the class came, and the School of Evil Department is relatively deserted, so I didn’t even see a few people in the corridor when get out of class was over today.

Wang Zelin viciously marked a few Xs on the roll call sheet, and those who did not show up today will be counted as absent from work.

"Okay, this is the end of the class first, go back and tell your roommates in the dormitory, some of you, the number of absenteeism will soon reach two, and then all of you will go to retake it! Say anything It doesn't work!"

Before leaving, Wang Zelin slapped the table heavily. Obviously, his anger had nowhere to vent.

The class ended before Han Hao had time to sit down, but there were indeed a few people who came to class today, and Feng Mumao was not there. He remembered that this guy seemed to be very diligent in class.

Wang Zelin's "Spirit Characteristics" is the last subject on the class schedule. Why did he come here if he knew that get out of class would end early?Is it difficult for the disabled to go out?

Han Hao took out his mobile phone and dialed Ran Bing's number. He happened to have arrived at the restaurant. He was a bit addicted to the early autumn white truffles.

No one answered until the busy tone appeared, presumably the get out of class was not over yet, so Han Hao switched to QQ and typed.

"Going to eat after school? I'll wait for you downstairs."

After waiting for a while, there was no response, Han Hao curled his lips.

The normal get out of class end time is [-]:[-] in the evening, and there is still half an hour left. It should be just the right time to walk from the School of Evil to the School of Flight.

10 minutes later...

Han Hao kicked the vending machine under the Academy of Flight, and two cans of drinks rolled out of it.

A bottle of happy water, a bottle of strawberry shake.

"Look at it for me, call me when someone comes." Han Hao said to Sorok who was on his shoulder. At the same time, he took out his phone and looked at it. Ran Bing still didn't reply.

Ten minutes later, the students after class came out one after another. Han Hao took a sip of the happy water, but no one was found.

Soraya, who was lying on the bench, also shook his head.

Strange... don't you have class today?

Han Hao went upstairs when almost everyone was gone. Ran Bing's classroom is on the second floor, if I remember correctly, it should be 204.

When the doorknob couldn't be pressed, Han Hao sighed helplessly, the door was locked, and there was no class, he waited in vain...

Since there is no class, it is unreasonable not to reply to the message.

Sure enough, women are chicken feet!

Han Hao is not the kind of boy in the control department who looks for someone everywhere without replying to the message. .

At the moment when he pushed open the revolving door, a familiar little nurse came up to him suddenly, grabbing his shoulder solemnly.

"Han Hao, that helmet! You didn't buy it, did you?"

helmet?

"The helmet that Lingzi sneaked into? I didn't buy it, but someone gave me one. Do you want to play? I can borrow it from you."

——huh~

The little nurse breathed a sigh of relief, "It's fine if you don't play, you haven't read the news yet, the alliance has urgently interrupted a news, forcing all apps to be on the top, something happened to that game."

Han Hao suddenly thought of the news in the morning, and the worst thought came to his mind in an instant.

"Don't tell me it's that matter..." Han Hao asked tentatively, "A certain God Realm?"

"Well, a certain God's Domain."

"Sword Art Online?"

"Probably...it seems to be so hard, don't bully me for my poor English, hey!"

"Okay, stop talking, I know."

Han Hao rubbed the center of his brows, his mind became a little confused.

(ps: The next chapter will be later, I have something to do in the afternoon.)

(End of this chapter)