Otherworldly Architect

Mingyan finally returned home.

Xia Cheng gave him the art design business card with the name "Varian Wrynn" written on it. (The name of the alliance king in "World of Warcraft", known as "Wa Wang".)

"..."

Mingyan's eyes widened in an instant, and his brain was completely awake in an instant.

Xia Cheng asked suspiciously, "What's the matter? I knew him before?"

"No, no," Ming Yan said, "I used to have a friend with this name, what a coincidence."

Xia Cheng shook his head, and said, "It's easy to have the same name with the method of pronunciation naming, and there are more than 3000 billion people... huh."

Also.

Mingyan nodded: "Thank you very much for today, I will treat you to dinner later."

Xia Cheng smiled, and said: "I don't have to eat, come to the Survival Club another day."

Mingyan: "..." I haven't forgotten this yet!

Mingyan returned home, it was already around eleven o'clock in the evening.

The adoptive parents had already fallen asleep, Ming Yan tiptoed up to the attic and returned to his room.

First things first -

Turn on the phone and look at the rainbow fart of the A League Evaluation Association... Ah no, the evaluation report!

This report is nearly [-] words long, and it can be regarded as a small composition.

The writing is very sincere, and the reviewers used exclamation points several times to express their praise.

His final score was as follows:

[Picture performance: 9 points, unforgettable at first sight]

[Music sound effect: 7 points, above the standard line]

[Story experience: 9 points, create life]

[Game fun: 10 points, stunning the world]

[Depth of content: 10 points, unlimited possibilities]

In this report, the reviewer mainly praised the gameplay, and even said: "The only thing that can end this game experience is not that the content of the game is exhausted, but my imagination as a human being. It's come to an end."

Oh, look at what you said, how embarrassing it is.

Mingyan took the screenshot and saved it happily, and put it in the phone.

When you are unhappy, take it out and see how beautiful life is.

Following the evaluation of "Daddy Jia", various smaller game evaluation organizations have also caught up with the wave, using their own unique evaluation methods to give evaluation reports on "Minecraft".

For example:

VRGamer: 92/100

PolyDrake: 9.0/10

GamingStudio: 9.7/10

GameBlog: 8.5/10

……

Generally speaking, the scores of major media have a certain trend.

Those scoring systems with a relatively high proportion of players voting can finally give "Minecraft" a high score that is eye-catching.

Those who are more academic and advocate round table scoring by experts are more conservative.

But there is no doubt that the industry has very consistent praise for this game.

Even on the player forum, the title of "the first word-of-mouth masterpiece of the month" has been given.

Tonight, when these evaluation reports are released, it is bound to cause shocks on the game platform.

After all, not all players will go to the sea by themselves, scouring the sea on the platform to find some good games to play.

Some people only listen to the introductions of friends around them, some people choose based on word of mouth, and some people just click on the list and recommended positions to see.

And others are more blunt: resolutely and blindly follow Father Jia's guidance! More than 8 points can experience! 9 points or more must play! 9.5 points to play even if you die!As long as you can't die in a perfect masterpiece, play to death!

……

Early the next morning, Mingyan came down from upstairs humming a song.

The adoptive parents have prepared breakfast. Today is a working day, and they usually rush to work before 9 o'clock.

Seeing Mingyan in pajamas, he came down sleepily.

The two glanced at each other, and the adoptive mother shook her head.

The adoptive father still couldn't hold back, and said to Mingyan: "Why don't you find a job? It's not a problem to stay at home all day."

Mingyan sat across from him, poured himself a glass of milk, covered his hands and said, "I've always had a job."

"Stay in your room all day, how can you have a serious job?" said the adoptive father, "I know that other provinces talk about working on the virtual network, but we are poor here, poor and remote, how can we compete with others. You just After graduation, don’t aim too high, honestly find a company and get a stable salary is better than anything else..."

Mingyan shook his head, did not continue to argue with him, and said, "I have my own measure."

It is clearly stated that today's schedule is to go to the Blue Star Research Institute.

It was the research institute that dug him out of the frozen blue star. Although the project was not big, it still cost a lot of money.

The reason why they chose to settle on this remote planet in the Sixth Star Province is that it is very close to Blue Star and it is convenient to go there at any time; After the fossils, a relatively stable social environment is needed to observe the characteristics of the Blue Stars.

It is clearly stated that it is not the first fossil they dug up, but it is the first one that has survived normally, and it seems that there is no organic disease on the body so far.

Every month, Mingyan would be called back to the research institute to have a tube of blood drawn, a set of physical examinations, and a psychological test.

In fact, the couple in the foster family they found for Mingyan also recorded Mingyan's daily schedule.

As a reward, the Institute will give the couple a monthly fee, and the stated tuition fee is also from it.

In all fairness, Mingyan was saved by the research institute.So he has no complaints.

It cost tens of millions of dollars just to dig out the words, let alone the subsequent thawing and research.

This research institute has been living a miserable life. The researchers persist in their work relying on their curiosity and awe of history, and the funds are all relying on the top occasionally.

The research institute also has a public account, which updates a little science knowledge about Blue Star.

Sometimes someone just saw it and found it interesting, and would tip a small amount of money, which was also confiscated.

In short, it is not easy for everyone...

But Mingyan still doesn't like the days when his blood is drawn.

This time, Mingyan came with officially certified charitable funds.

After entering through the gate, I saw the familiar lady at the front desk and looked up at myself: "Hey, it's only two days later that the medical examination is due, why did you come early?"

Mingyan smiled and said, "Come donate."

The young lady laughed and said, "Live your own life first. Our research institute is not that poor yet."

Without saying a word, he took out the government-certified check from his pocket and handed it to the table.

The young lady picked up the check, her expression changed first, then she quickly lowered her head and moved closer, her expression changed again.

She looked up at Mingyan, as if to confirm that he hadn't turned into the Hulk.

Then, she lowered her head, put her fingertips against the numbers, and counted the digits one by one, and then her face changed for the third time.

"You...you wait here!"

After the lady at the front desk finished speaking, she jumped up from her chair and quickly ran into the research institute.

Mingyan heard screams coming from inside:

"Director——Director! Something big happened—a big thing! Longevity——!!!"

Mingyan shook his head amusedly, and walked out of the door without waiting for the people inside to come out.

Not long after going out, Mingyan walked outside the park, and finally sat on a bench.

He was waiting for a taxi to pick him up when it started to rain lightly.

The weather is still very cold, Ming Yan tightened his coat.

He thought of his last days on the blue star, their stars had been completely extinguished, the whole world was like a mass of ashes that would be blown away by the wind sooner or later, only sporadic residual heat remained on the land of China.

The survivors comforted and cheered each other up on the radio, and dug as deep underground as possible, looking for the last bit of warmth in Lan Xing's mother's remnant body.

Mingyan froze to death in such a tunnel, his body was frozen, exaggerated like in cartoons.

So now he is afraid of the cold.

The research institute quickly called Mingyan's cell phone.

But he made it clear that he didn't plan to announce the matter, so he cut off the communication.

After going back and forth twice, the other side knew what he meant, and the phone finally quieted down again.

Mingyan looked up at the sky, not knowing where the frozen blue star drifted to now.

Fortunately, the research institute will keep an eye on it.

These hundreds of millions of donations will definitely help them breathe a sigh of relief, and maybe save two more people.

This made Ming Yan feel good, but also a little inexplicably lost.

Mingyan exhaled lightly, and suddenly found that the raindrops above his head had disappeared.

It was a little loli with two ponytails holding a children's umbrella, standing on the bench and holding the umbrella for him.

"Handsome uncle, are you crying?" She tilted her head and looked at him.

Said plainly: "No, it's rain."

A car parked on the side of the road, the kid stuffed the umbrella into Mingyan's hand, and jumped into the car.

"Goodbye uncle!"

"Goodbye."

Two hours later, it was still raining.

Mingyan arrived at the destination, held a children's umbrella, and knocked on the iron door in front of him.

With a creak, the dirty iron door was opened, and a human head poked out from inside.

With an afro, beard, the whole face is crowded, and a pair of small eyes have no place to rest, just like a sheep that hasn't been shorn in ten years.

He is the person Xia Cheng recommended to Mingyan, a professional who has been in art design for more than 20 years.

Mingyan was stunned for a moment, and said, "Hello, is this Mr. Wrynn? I'm the person in charge of Blue Star Studio, and I want to talk to you about cooperation—"

Before he finished speaking, Uncle Sheepface had already slammed the door shut.

"?" Mingyan knocked on the door again.

Then I heard a man and a woman shouting loudly at each other.

Woman: "Varian, who is the guest outside the door! Why are you so rude!"

Man: "I don't know, I haven't heard of the studio."

"Maybe I found a job for you! Please invite someone to come in and have a good talk!"

"No, no, no, it's absolutely unreliable! That's a perverted man in his 20s who still holds a pink lace-rimmed princess parasol!!"

Clearly stated: "..."