Archdruid Farming Online

The game conference is still in progress, and the number of viewers is refreshed in real time on the bulletin board at the top right of the live broadcast room.

"6000 million!"

"8000 million!"

"One hundred and sixty million!"

"Two hundred million!"

Accompanied by the achievement of the highest record-breaking number of viewers in the history of Green Jinjiang, countless fine golden light spots suddenly appeared on the screen of the live broadcast room like fireflies. The shining meteors passing by, like the reflection of the stars in the sky, illuminated everyone's eyes...

It also ignited the prelude to a new era.

The host in the live broadcast room proudly declared: "[-] million people! A total of [-] million online viewers! Our server is still very smooth after a week of updating and transformation, without any lag or delay."

"This is a great moment and a moment worth remembering. It marks the official farewell to the era of tens of millions of Lvjinjiang live broadcasting, opening up hundreds of millions of traffic, and becoming the leader in the live broadcasting industry in Zhongzhou! The pioneer! The vanguard!"

"This is a new era! An era that belongs to holographic online games!"

A golden new era created by a funder's father with hundreds of millions of dollars!

The game press conference has come to an end. In order to buy time for the subsequent lottery draw, the host dissed the old opponent's final live broadcast from the air, not at all cowardly.The viewers who are familiar with this pair of grievances all watched with gusto, and were going to go to the end point live broadcast to rub the fire later, trying to let the wealthy end point father learn from the next door, and bleed a lot.

The old fans of Lu Jinjiang were even more excited——

"How many years have passed, I didn't expect that I could wait until the day when the server will be replaced!"

"In these years, because of poor green Jinjiang, poor management, and bad servers, how many times have we not been rubbed by the father of the end point? We can't resist, we can only lie flat and enjoy, and we have to moan politely."

"That's right!"

"Poor, picky, smokey, it's too miserable. As a ten-year-old viewer, thinking about it brings bitter tears."

"..."

"But it's different now!" Looking back on the miserable past, the audience wiped away their tears and began to look forward to a hopeful future: "We have a new server! Xianyu has turned around! The new server that can take [-] million traffic is the end dad face!"

"Happy to fly!"

"Happy to dance tango!"

"Happy to the point of banging against the wall!"

"I'm so happy... I'm so happy that I became a member for 200 years in one breath. I want to treat this account that has witnessed history as a family heirloom and pass it down from generation to generation!"

"@全部, all the anchors who like to shoot and upgrade the abused scum, watch it, the weak will finally have a counterattack day, the official dad has set the focus!"

"When I think of my father groaning under Jin Xiaoshou's body at the end, I feel the inexplicable wolf blood boil?"

"@administrator03, even if you kneel down and hug the patron's father's thigh for the new server like the tabloid reporter said, we won't call you a dog licker, we will still support you!"

"Yes, some people are kneeling, but his back is [-] meters... no, [-] meters!"

"@绿晋江直播平台, Guan San, come on, kneel a little longer! Try to get the patron's father to change the APP too!"

……

The reaction of the Green Jinjiang live broadcast at both ends of the diss chain is completely different from that of the final live broadcast.

In the Green Jinjiang headquarters, the management team sent by the Gu family held a celebration meeting in the conference room to celebrate the great success of the first plan after the acquisition of Green Jinjiang, and told the good news to the immediate boss Mr. Gu on the spot.

And the management of the final live broadcast...

Confused.

who I am?where am i?What should I do?

What does it mean when traffic exceeds [-] million? ? ?

When will the opposite party have money to change the server? ? ?

Who is their beneficiary father? ? ?

One question mark after another popped up above the management's head.

"Go check!"

Mr. Chen, the chairman of the live broadcast at the end, glanced coldly at the management who didn't know anything, and ordered the public relations department below, "Don't we have a good relationship with Team Longteng? Let them find a way to get out of the relationship between Lu Jinjiang and Shuguang Studio." For the details of the cooperation, by the way, find out who the mysterious benefactor behind Lu Jinjiang is."

If it can disrupt the cooperation between Huanglu Jinjiang and the gold master's father...of course it would be the best.

If not...then let the patron's father know that the live broadcast industry is not easy to get involved in, and cooperating with Lu Jinjiang is their biggest mistake.

Peer competition, killing without blood.

Just relying on a small broken station like Lujinjiang, want to fight against the end point that occupies half of the live broadcasting world?

Standing in front of the window, Mr. Chen looked down at the busy traffic below from the 88th floor of the terminal building, showing a confident smile.

The sunlight broke through the clouds, refracted on the dazzling glass curtain wall, and sprinkled pieces of gold on the window sill.

In the golden light, Mr. Chen crushed a lush green aloe plant on the window sill.

He threw the crumbled aloe vera leaves into the trash can by the table, pulled out a tissue, and wiped his palms.

"Ah."

Wannian Er Er should have the consciousness of Wannian Er Er, wanting to counterattack with holographic games?dream!

"Help me make an appointment with Mr. Howard Weiss of the Phoenix Institute, and talk about what he proposed last time, and we can talk in depth."

After wiping his hands clean, Mr. Chen calmly rang the bell on the table and told the secretary.

He has a plan in his mind, with thousands of commercial means and countless conspiracies under his control. He can round up and flatten this small station in Lujinjiang at any time like an aloe in a trash can, and wantonly ravage it.

However, Mr. Chen's only miscalculation, and what was completely unexpected was——

The land of Lujinjiang has already been surnamed Gu!

……

A game conference led to a faint confrontation between the two platforms in the live broadcasting industry.

Gunpowder smoke is hidden under the silent sky, and there is already a hint of it.

However, in the woods of Daqingshan, the two friends who were watching the live broadcast were a little absent-minded.

Their eyes are on the tablet for a while, and they cast their eyes on the woods for a while, erratically.

Su Che's eyes lit up when he heard the host say "You can also lay down a piece of land to farm", but Chen Jingying, who usually cares about him very much, didn't notice it at all.

"Nothing will happen, right?"

Hearing the looming screams in the woods, Chen Jingying was a little worried.

In her mind, the miserable scene of two furries wrestling with each other with claws in order to compete for Su Che's younger brother's favor, the cat's fur flying wildly.

These are all national treasures!

"Don't worry." Su Che calmly released his mental strength to feel it, and then said, "What could happen?"

The two little friends didn't know that pandas and snow leopards were evolved animals that ruled the mountains. He was well aware that these two evolved animals had pinched each other for many years, and had already formed a certain balance. Do more damage to ordinary animals below the food chain.

For example... bamboo rats and chickens.

Rather than worrying about the two of them, it is better to worry about the pheasants and bamboo rats in the forest being nested together.

"Hey!"

Just as he was talking, a chubby bamboo mouse frightenedly waved its paws, drawing a perfect parabola.

"thump."

It landed on top of Xiao Xiaoming's head, holding a piece of tender bamboo in its paws.

"Crack." The Bamboo Rat ended the flight in fear, lying on top of Xiao Xiaoming's head, and gnawed a mouthful of the food reserve to suppress the panic.

——Hey, the cold arrow bamboo that the Lord of Daqing Mountain loves most is really sweet.

Xiao Xiaoming: "..."

He was thrown into a daze, and cursed: "Fuck!"

Before the words were finished, one after another "嘿嘤嘤" sounded in my ears, and a string of bamboo rats hit Xiao Xiaoming's curly hair precisely like dumplings. Some of them were confused, some were frightened, and some hugged tightly. The bamboo in my arms would rather die than loosen its claws.

The only thing in common is that the bamboo rats are all very magical.

Xiao Xiaoming has lost his temper after being smashed, no matter how he hides, the group of rats can land on the top of his head with precision, as if he has made up his mind to make a nest with that little blue curly hair.

"What are you doing?" The blue-haired boy grabbed a piece of grass on the ground irritably, picked up the bamboo rats that had thrown themselves into the net, tied their tails, and strung them together.

"Is this group of bamboo rats sick? Collective airdrops??"

"You're playing games stupid." Chen Jingying has been a little awkward since being hugged by his princess today, and sneered mercilessly: "Are you airdropping? Do you think you are in the circle of destiny?"

"..."

"I think it's more like a drug ring."

"..."

Su Che looked at the pheasants and bamboo rats that fell on his feet and on Xiao Xiaoming's head like a competition, and wisely said nothing.

He couldn't tell Xiao Xiaoming that it wasn't bamboo rats who love airdrops, it was revenge from the national treasure gun, right?

"Okay." Bringing back the topic of wandering, Su Che pointed to the tablet: "It seems that the second half of the game press conference is almost over, and the next step is to draw the lucky players who have obtained the quota for the closed beta, right?"

"..."

Chen Jingying and Xiao Xiaoming calmed down instantly, and recalled their lottery numbers.

After watching the first half of the press conference in the indescribable smell, and watching the second half in the buzzing and giggling, now, the moment they are most looking forward to is finally coming!

At the press conference, the host smiled and opened a random number extraction program called "absolutely no shady".

Pointing to the big screen, he introduced: "This program is provided by Zhongzhou Welfare Lottery Center. It has been notarized by a notary and jointly guaranteed by multiple insurance companies. It is just like its name. It is absolutely fair and there is absolutely no shady scene!"

After finishing speaking, the mouse in his hand "clicked" and clicked on the "Start" button under the eyes of everyone.

"Then, without further ado, let's draw the first set of lucky numbers!"

"..."

In the backstage of the show, Bai Xi sat in front of the huge display screen, rows of data flashed past his eyes like a stream of water.

"Is it really all about luck?" Gu Lin'an's voice came from Bai Xi's earphones.

He groaned and said, "I haven't played it once. The game helmet you gave me has been taken by my grandpa. Why don't I come back?"

"But it's also strange. Grandpa plays games every day these days, and the indescribable feeling in him has faded a lot. It feels... more approachable and amiable?"

Bai Xi was silent.

Based on the professional ethics of a programmer, he can't tell Gu Ershao that it's because your grandfather killed so much in the game that blood flowed like a river, and the data in the radiation area was almost destroyed by him!

The decompression method of the big shot is really unusual!

While complaining and catching a hacker who sneaked into the backstage trying to manipulate the lottery results, Bai Xi casually trapped the hacker's data in the computer, and then threw a virus to the other party's computer to automatically play "Central Continent Network Security Management Law" 888 times.

After hanging and beating his peers, he comforted Gu Linan: "If you don't come back, you don't come back, I will draw a lucky account for you to play?"

"Huh?" Gu Ershao was just chatting with new friends, but he never thought that the little programmer could really tamper with the data.

He was slightly skeptical: "Didn't it mean that after the triple certification by Zhongzhou Welfare Lottery Center, the notary office and the insurance company, there is absolutely no shady one?"

Bai Xi was very calm: "Just changed two sets of data, 0.2% chance, what kind of shady?"

"Besides, can programmers be called shady? It should be called technology!"

"..."

Gu Linan was silent.

He found that this little programmer who hugged his thigh and called him dad a few days ago, besides being able to fight, he was also very strong.

"That, that... okay?" He said cautiously, "Be careful, don't get caught."

"Wait." Bai Xi put the phone on the table, and after hearing the crackling sound of the keyboard, he said, "It's done!"

"It's that simple?"

"What do you think?" Bai Xi's voice was a little puzzled, as if she didn't understand why Gu Lin'an could think of such a simple thing as going out to buy a cabbage as importing white powder from a drug dealer.

"..."

Gu Linan stared at the lottery number in the live broadcast room, and asked Bai Xi, "When will I be drawn?"

"Soon," Bai Xi said, "Just after the number 66666666 that was set by default."

"Oh." Gu Linan was absent-minded, staring at the live broadcast room intently, wanting to reap the joy immediately.

until--

With a "creak", the door was pushed open in Grandpa's room.

Gu Lin'an suddenly thought of something, and suddenly jumped up from the lazy chair.

"Wait!" he said.

"what happened?"

"You just manipulated two lottery accounts, what about my grandpa?"

——How could grandpa not have the opportunity to be tested?

——Without the opportunity for internal testing, how would he reunite with his grandmother after a long absence in the game, cultivate their relationship, and return home as husband and wife?

"Is it too obvious to black out three places in one go?" Gu Lin'an asked.

"Do you need to exchange my lottery number for grandpa?" He asked reluctantly.

"...No need." Bai Xi realized what Gu Linan was talking about after a moment of reaction.

"Really not?"

"It's really not necessary."

There was nothing important anyway, so Bai Xi simply chatted with Gu Er Shao about the inside information.

"Mr. Gu has already made arrangements for his identity in the game. It is an identity that can get in touch with Su Che in the first time and the fastest, and he is inseparable."

"Inseparable?" Gu Lin'an asked.

"That's right." Bai Xi confirmed.

However, based on his professional ethics, he refused to reveal any more clues. He just said mysteriously: "You will know when the game opens!"

"Emmmm..." Gu Linan stayed in the room alone, touching his chin, pondering: "Inseparable? Could it be a mushroom?"

"Or a three-wheeled agricultural tool, a dung fork? Pesticides and fertilizers, Jinkela?"

"It can't be a novice outfit, right? The close-fitting one? You're so idiotic!"

"What novice outfit?"

Gu Zheng happened to finish a set of recovery training and passed by the door of his great-nephew. Seeing him mumbling non-stop, he asked casually.

"..."

Gu Linan shut up instantly, as quiet as a chicken.

"Nothing," he replied cautiously to his grandfather, praying frantically in his heart that he hadn't heard the string of "three-wheeled farm tools, dung forks, pesticides and chemical fertilizers".

"I mean..." Gu Linan was about to change the subject when he suddenly saw the lottery numbers appearing on the big screen in the live broadcast room, and he was very excited.

He pointed to "44884848" on the screen, forgot what he was going to say, took two steps forward, hugged his grandpa and said "baji" in one mouthful.

"I got it! I got it! I got it hahahaha!"

"..."

If you hit it, you hit it?

Gu Zheng pushed away his great-nephew in disgust, wiped the saliva on his face, and thought to himself, why wasn't it just a dumb deer who was by his side just now?

Glancing at the great-nephew who was still immersed in excitement, Gu Zheng saw that he was about to pounce on him again, so Gu Zheng hurriedly took two steps back and knocked on the door.

"Snapped!"

He stood behind the door, comforting himself repeatedly——

One's own, can't be beaten to death, it's not worth it.

Unexpectedly, behind the door, Gu Linan wiped his mouth and let out a long sigh of relief.

——It can be regarded as fooling the matter that Grandpa Guan called Dung Fork.

——My acting skills are really good!