: Too awesome
"Xiandao, why did you call me so early? I didn't tell you that my working hours will be after 10 o'clock?" Pluto lay lazily on the bed, his eyes not even opened.
"The mission failed." said the male voice on the other end of the phone.
"What did you say? Say it again?" Pluto frowned.
"The mission failed."
"Haha! Xiandao, your joke is not funny at all!" The Holy One sat up and smiled.
"It's not a joke, but the mission really failed."
"How could it fail? Didn't it be planned before? Was it going to sneak attack his town when the battle-free sign of the Twelve Wing Town fails? Could it be... Did you have something wrong yesterday? Well, it should be like this. It doesn't matter. It's definitely okay to postpone it for one or two days. There is absolutely no problem." Pluto is a boss who is easier to talk to.
"No, that's not the case." The man's voice was a little dull.
"Oh, then I understand. Yesterday, the Twelve Wings stayed in the town to defend, so you didn't have a chance to attack." The Pope smiled and said, "It is worthy of being a fairy path known for its prudence."
The man said in an insult: "In fact, the Twelve Wings got off the line at 1 a.m...."
"Then I don't understand. Since he has been offline, how can the mission fail? You have brought 10 elite soldiers, and you can take down the twelve-winged heroes in the town, right?" The Big King vaguely felt that things were a bit strange.
"My 10 brothers and I...all died in battle." The man said.
"All killed?! Didn't the Twelve Wings go offline?"
"Before he went offline, the hero was placed in the town and handed over to computer hosting..."
"What!"
Pluto shivered and almost fell under the bed.
"The heroes hosted by computer... 11 of you took turns to fight but couldn't beat them? Are you insulting my IQ?"
"I have already passed the video of last night's mission to you... Although the Twelve-Winged Angel resisted our siege, he was also seriously injured..."
"There is nothing wrong with a huge injury!" Pluto said furiously: "The purpose of this mission is to steal his town. Do you even know what the mission is? 11 people, claiming to be the strongest master in the mercenary world, cannot deal with a hero hosted by a computer! Damn it! It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous!"
"The strength of the Twelve Wings has far exceeded our imagination..."
"No matter how strong he is, he can't rely on computer hosting to defeat 11 of you..." Pluto's lungs were almost furious. This was a huge joke!
No one can defend 11 heroes controlled by players in a row with a mentally retarded computer! It is absolutely impossible!
"I'm dead! I'll talk about it before watching the battle video!" The Pope threw away his phone, and felt an inexplicable sense of fear towards Zhang Mu.
On the other side, Twelve Studios—
"Hey, after hearing what you said, I should be happy? I should be happy when the city was stolen and my troops were greatly damaged. " Zhang Mu tilted his neck and said in a strange way.
"It's not just happiness, it's just a champagne celebration!" Amu said happily: "With the hosting of a smartly retarded computer, I lost 11 elite immortals in a row... This can definitely be on the headlines of the newspaper!!"
"Look at what you said, is it so lingering? Why don't I feel it?" Zhang Mu began to wake up a little, as if the city was stealing was a blessing but not a disaster.
"Yes! Absolutely!" Huang Quan said seriously: "You are also a master of siege and land. You know the way the troops operate under the computer's hosting. That can be described as a mentally retarded. Your hero team can actually kill 11 people in Xiandao according to the rules arranged by the computer in advance... It is definitely an explosive news! Once the battle video is published on the forum... your reputation and Chinatown will be guaranteed to rise to the next level! I believe that it won't take long for players to come to join Chinatown!"
"Maybe they were operating idiots?" Zhang Mu touched his chin, and it was not until this time that he recovered from his angry state.
"Operation idiots? If they are operation idiots, then there will be no operation experts in the world." A Mu said seriously: "I know them, and each of them is a first-class expert! The reason why such a thing happened... I can only say... Twelve, your strength has reached a level far beyond that of a master player! Top masters!"
"Tsk, I'm a top expert long ago." Zhang Mu hummed, saying a little proudly: "I deserve to steal my city! Let you hit and die on the steel plate! None of 11 people were able to kill the town hosted by my computer. It's useless!"
"Come and send the video over and take a look!" I suggested.
"Well, I just happened to want to see how they killed my hundreds of thousands of skeletons and soldiers." Zhang Mu nodded after hearing this.
Two hours later, a post that attracted the attention of billions of players appeared on the official forum of Heroes. The name of this post is "The No. 1 Person in the World Hosted by Computers"
As soon as this post was released, countless players were crazy about it. Some players even claimed that if they could make him a "Twelve Wings" for a day, they would be willing to reduce their lifespan for ten years!
Just one hour after this post appeared, the official website suddenly published a puzzle game, the name of the game was "Win the Twelve Wings, Give You 10,000 yuan."
The content of this game is very simple and has something to do with the invincibility of heroes. As long as the player uses a total of 11 waves of troops (11 people in Xiandao) to defeat the defenders in the city (Twelve Wings) within 1 hour, even if he passes the level, the top 100 players who pass the level can get a RMB 10,000 cash reward provided by the hero company...
A little later—
"Hahahaha, brother, you're so awesome! Your troops, magic, and bosses have been copied by the hero company to make puzzle games... The game has been released for 4 hours, and only more than 20 people have won the 10,000 yuan reward." The fat man smiled and leaned back and closed, with the fat on his face squeezed into a ball.
"Oh, actually I want to win too... But, but 'I' is too strong, I can't beat it after trying several times!" Zhang Mu looked bitter and said quite ungrateful: "The picture of the general, the destruction arrow and the 'immortal aria'... are so perverted! Especially the 420,000 units, the skeleton warrior wearing the 'pseudo-skeleton demon armor'..."
Deng Jie laughed and took a photo of Zhang Mu, "Husband, are you not angry now..."
"Angry? Why are you still angry? Are you happy?"
Zhang Mu is in a very good mood now.
If you can be attracted by a world-class online game company and use your accidental battle as a model to create a small game to provide entertainment to billions of game fans, this level of vanity, even if Zhang Mu has almost reached the ancient well, he can't help but become more and more arrogant.
Chapter completed!