The World of Evil God game.

"new game?"

Archmage Shay saw the announcement of the game's release. As a "loyal believer" of the fictional church, no matter what game it is, he will be the first to buy it as soon as it is released.

The God of Fiction really brought too many surprises to an old man like me who lived in a high tower. Of course, those races with more stubborn personalities might have some resistance to the changes brought by the God of Fiction, but they certainly couldn't be called hostile. Some old men even...

The Archmage took a look at another group chat he had joined. Yes, a chat group of tower mages from various races, composed of old folks who were conservative.

The gang of great magicians in the academy always laugh at the High Tower Sect, saying that the High Tower Sect never go online, so even if they are scolded online, they won’t know. In fact, not only do these High Tower magicians know, but they are also the ones scolding themselves the most fiercely online!

Different from the academic style of discussion, the Tower School has believed since ancient times that what is mine is mine, and what is yours is not mine yet, but will be mine sooner or later. It is forbidden to exchange magic, papers and theoretical ideas with each other, because those are their own treasured trump cards. They rely on these exclusive spells and concepts to attract passers-by to become magic apprentices.

The only thing that is not prohibited is trolling each other.

The development of the Internet is probably a good thing for the tower mages. At least they don't have to hold offline gatherings regularly and then passionately criticize each other. Chat groups have basically realized this function, allowing them to launch personal attacks on other old mages without leaving their homes.

Of course, apart from academic attacks on each other, they sometimes discuss collectively how to deal with those academic mages, and think about how to recruit some outstanding students from the academic schools to study here. Although this is very unrealistic.

"After experiencing the Internet age, who would still be willing to enter a high tower to practice asceticism? What's more, that kind of asceticism is useless. A person's thinking has its limits, so there are academic mages. Sometimes a group of people's thinking will also reach its limits, and at this time more people are needed to join in the thinking, so the Internet appeared."

"Of course, the old wizards of the High Tower School also know this. They curse the academic school every day, but they quote some of the academic school's magic theories in group chats every day. So they have to admit that the emergence of the Internet has indeed helped them open the door to their self-isolation. From this point of view, the High Tower School may also find its own way to develop in the new era."

"It seems like they are doing some kind of magic assessment recently?"

The old wizards of the High Tower School did not want to see the academic school dominate, so they raised funds to prepare a program, claiming that it was for the purpose of making the magic world more advanced and for everyone to learn magic together. In fact, it was just to find fault with the academic school. This magic evaluation program was quite popular and was quickly targeted by the magic professors of the academic school once it was broadcast.

Archmage Shay once asked his acquaintances in the Academy what they thought of the High Tower Sect's actions. They said they were not angry at all and were even quite happy!

Shay recalled the excited expression on the magic professor's face:

[“.Where can we find such a professional magic tester? Many magics actually have hidden dangers and problems, but it is difficult to find them when we practice and use them normally. After all, some magic is too professional and students cannot learn it. Teachers only teach step by step. It depends on us professors to do the work. Some things cannot be tested.”]

[“The mages of the High Tower are all dedicated. They even tested several forbidden magic spells that are not allowed to be used in the magic evaluation. To put it in the most popular words nowadays, there are many bugs!”]

[“For example, long-range wall-passing magic. Wall-passing magic itself is a common magic that ordinary students can learn, but long-range wall-passing magic is a forbidden magic. This magic itself is developed to quickly shorten the distance between two places. Its principle is similar to the 'space jump' in the technology point.”]

[“To describe it in non-professional terms nowadays - because it can easily cause people to get stuck in the wall, and occasionally cause the side effect of flying into the sky and hiding in the ground, and there is a chance that the space will be distorted, and reflected on the user, manifesting as parts of your body being stretched and or separated.”]

[“Yes, this long-range wall-penetrating magic is really a very dangerous magic. These tower mages actually dared to risk their lives to evaluate this magic. They are really using their lives to prove it.”]

Whenever he recalled this conversation, Archmage Shay himself felt that these tower mages were really risking their lives. Even as an elf, he would not easily try such dangerous magic.

It can only be said that for the tower wizard, the pursuit of magical truth is always the first priority, and life can only be ranked second. In a sense, this is also awe-inspiring.

On the screen of the game console, in the team interface of "League of War", the Great Elder and the Prophet are still passionately attacking each other, but the intensity of the quarrel has decreased a lot, and the Great Elder has already said that he will choose a strong hero in the next game and will definitely go to the bottom lane to gank in the first three levels.

The prophet suddenly spoke:

"Wait, wait, have you watched the latest channel program? The channel program of the Sacrifice Church. That female dragon, that God of Sacrifice, has "War Alliance" on her channel! I saw her ID! Damn, it turns out she is a piece of shit!"

"She's playing the damn War League thing, and she's really cheating! I saw someone on her team's UI saying something about a good death, and it must be referring to their top laner!"

"I'll go find someone I know and ask what's going on!"

In fact, this matter has long become a topic that most people know on the Internet. However, the elves tend to be more focused when doing things and do not care about other trivial matters around them. The same is true when they are surfing the Internet. They will not pay attention to messages that are not related to their search targets. This leads to the fact that they do not know the ID of the God of Sacrifice.

It's like most people on the Internet know about something, but every day there are posts on the Nikkei that ask "What on earth happened? Why is XX like this?" And every time such a post is discovered, someone will immediately post a picture below - the topic has passed, you are really out of information!

As expected, the Dark Elf prophet seemed silent. After about a minute, she angrily sent a message in the team chat box:

"I was actually mocked by those poisonous dragon people. I asked them if the ID of the God of Sacrifice was a piece of shit. They laughed at me and said something like, 'Haven't you aliens been wiped out by us?' What does that mean?"

Archmage Shay quickly replied, "I spend a lot of time online. I know. They are saying that you are not well-informed and that you don't know things that everyone knows."

Poison dragonmen are a race in the world inhabited by dark elves. They are good at spraying corrosive acids and toxins. Dragonmen, like snakemen, are a degraded race of dragons and giant snakes, but snakemen have subspecies in many worlds, while dragonmen have far fewer subspecies.

The prophet was furious after seeing this answer: "They are really laughing at me! Humph. They seem to have forgotten that the network interface of this world is in the hands of us dark elves."

"I'll find an excuse to repair the network tomorrow and disconnect them from the internet. This is my punishment for them! They laughed today, but they won't be able to laugh tomorrow!"

The Great Elder of the Light Elves questioned: "What? Does your world still need a network interface? Are you talking about those tall signal towers? Aren't those connectors only needed in other-dimensional worlds?"

"The internet speed in your world is really bad. Unlike our world, the internet speed is maxed out. The world that gets internet first has the advantage!"

The two spoke one after another and immediately started arguing again. The world of the dark elves is located in a remote area and there is a small empty area in the middle, which separates it from other prosperous star regions in the universe, so it is normal that the Internet speed is not good.

The reason why the world of dark elves can connect to the Internet is because their gods took the initiative to contact the God of Black Light. Although the God of Black Light is also regarded as a super evil god among the gods, the "cyber attack incident" that the gods were worried about did not happen since the Internet appeared on his face.

Because this guy went to attack others offline directly, he thought it was meaningless to attack others online. It was almost common knowledge that he had gone to trouble the Ancient God and tried to force the Fictional Church to lower the Ancient God's value by beating the Ancient God.

Through the loyal user, the God of Black Light, the fictional church also helped those remote areas connect to the fictional network, but they needed a signal receiver to access the Internet normally, and the speed was slow. This was limited by regional characteristics and there was nothing that could be done about it.

The Archmage sent a message: "Okay everyone, I have something to do and need to log off for a while. The four of you can start a game first."

"What's going on? A new game, right?" The prophet said, "Frost elves are the least conservative elves. They are always willing to try new things. But I remember that you should have lost this curiosity because you are guarding the Abyss Tower."

"And now your curiosity has resurfaced?"

The Archmage quickly responded, "Of course, I closed off my curiosity because I was afraid of the Abyss's erosion. But now the Abyss is tempting me every day because I am so bad at playing games. They want to teach me how to play. Look, the Abyss's temptation has evolved to this level. What does my badness have to do with them? It is impossible for them to play my game console for free."

"I'm going to try out the new game now and I'll give you a trial report later."

The Great Elder also sent a message in reply: "Fine, go ahead. Anyway, the number of kills in the top lane in "League of War" has nothing to do with the ending. Your big tailwind didn't lead us to victory. If you find the new game fun, tell me and I'll buy it."

What are you talking about? What do you mean it has nothing to do with the top laner? It was obviously the opponent who was cheating, and even with cheating he was able to kill the opponent's top laner. You always say that you have poor skills, but your jungle role is not necessarily much better. You have been arguing with everyone for such a long time, but you don't seem to have repented much.

The archmage muttered, but did not continue to reply to the great elder. Instead, he withdrew from the team and then closed the "War Alliance". At this time, the tempting voices from the abyss lingering in the archmage's ears became louder.

The guys in the abyss not only did not feel relieved, but became angry:

[“Is the game over just like that? We beg you, play another round. At least you can win one round. We are so upset!”]

However, the Archmage didn't care about the wailing of his fellow Abyss brothers, but downloaded the newly released game with great interest.

Stardew Valley (localized version).

"It says it's a farming game. Farm simulation, pixel graphics, life simulation, role-playing."

"You inherited your grandfather's old farm in Stardew Valley. You started your new life with your grandfather's old tools and a few coins. Can you adapt to the life in this small town and turn this overgrown old farm into a prosperous home?"

"My grandfather? My grandfather has been dead for 20,000 years. How come I didn't know that he left me a farm?"

Can farming be made into a game? Being a farmer in the real world is not enough, but also being a farmer in the online world?

Archmage Shay clicked on the game, and with a burst of wonderful music, the game's start interface appeared, with a pixel-style wooden sign, clouds, blue sky, and the game title.

However, there is an additional setting in the lower left corner - a special setting for immersion.

"Let me take a look at the instructions. In order to prevent the sense of substitution from being reduced, you can input settings and generate some corresponding backgrounds, which are determined by your race and experience."

"Oh, it turns out to be a simple background story tweak. Then I'll just set up my grandfather."

Archmage Shay wanted to recall what his grandfather looked like, but found that too much time had passed and his grandfather's appearance had long disappeared from his memory. That part of his memory was eroded by the abyss and became unrecognizable.

Yes, this is what happens when suppressing the abyss, and often the deepest memories are the first to be eroded and forgotten, because the abyss is the echo of the ultimate concept of the universe, and what it represents are the deepest things.

But it doesn’t matter, the archmage took out a magic record from the drawer.

There is a photo in the record, but the great wizard can no longer recognize his appearance because his "memory has been eroded". Even if he sees the same person again, he will not be able to remember or recognize him.

But it doesn’t matter, records are not just about photos, the most important thing is text.

No matter what, the text will not change.

The great wizard entered some key sentences in the lower left corner according to the description in the text. He wrote them in great detail and completely according to the records. After he finished entering, he began to generate.

So, I entered the game interface.

In a warm room, that room was the elf house where he lived in his childhood. There was no fireplace next to it, but a bright crystal that emitted light. Outside the round window on the left was a starry sky, and under the window, an old elf was lying on the bed. He had a faint smile on his face and an envelope in his left hand.

And the subtitles below read: To my most special grandson.

The old elf's words rang softly, accompanied by ancient and melodious music.

"I'm handing you this sealed envelope. No, don't open it yet. Be patient."

"Now, listen carefully. One day you will feel yourself being crushed by the burdens of life, and your once bright heart will gradually dim until emptiness fills your heart."

"When that day comes, my dear grandson, you can open this gift."

"Now, Grandpa is going to rest."

The great wizard Shay stared at this scene in a daze. He froze in front of the game console. Deep in his memory, the ancient memories that had long been eroded by the abyss began to gradually recover, and he also recognized the old elf in the picture.

He murmured, tears welling up in his eyes unconsciously.

The tears of the frost elves were a rare thing in legends, and even though they were full of curiosity, almost nothing would make them sad, but now, those cold tears were real, falling to the ground, appearing especially hot.

"Grandfather, I recognize you."