"The concept is incredibly profound! The modeling is so realistic!"
"Scattered lords of cinder, miles apart; valiant warriors with swords, to death they go with bravery."
"This four-character poem is so evocative!!"
"The First Flame flickers and dies, the Lords have all retreated, and the gods have long since vanished into the torrent of history..."
"What kind of epic masterpiece is this? An unknown Ashen One, fighting in a world of ruin to depict humanity's last refuge, the sense of epic scale is explosive!"
...
The audience was far more excited than Mo Zhi. This level of epic masterpiece had never appeared in the history of Chinese games!
Even the pig factory, which focused relatively more on console games, couldn't produce such a work.
Now, it was made by a company that had been established for a long time but was little known.
Merely turning the first page of this epic left them with numb scalps from the shock.
How magnificent and turbulent would the entire epic work be?
Their hearts were all exploding with excitement!
This was a groundbreaking work!
This was a work that announced to the whole world that China's games had stood up!
Everyone was a witness!!
"Ah, ah, don't get so excited, don't get so excited. Let me guide you through the charm of this game, bit by bit."
Seeing the barrage of gifts, Mo Zhi was also startled.
The audience's enthusiasm this time was more fervent than ever, with barrages of comments surging like waves.
This was the first time Mo Zhi had witnessed such a grand occasion.
With a trembling hand and an excited heart, she cautiously wandered around the Firelink Shrine.
Here, besides the Fire Keeper, who could level up the player.
There was also the Shrine Maiden, the nameless old woman. This one was a black-hearted merchant, from whom you could buy weapons, armor, items, and magic.
It was just a bit expensive, requiring souls, which were the universal currency in the dark souls world. They could be used to craft equipment, buy items, and upgrade your own attributes.
There was Andre of Astora, the Shrine Handmaid Blacksmith, a blacksmith uncle who seemed to have many stories. Simply put, he was an NPC who could help players strengthen their weapons.
There was Ludleth of Mirrah, the exiled Lord of Cinder. This guy... his emaciated appearance made it impossible to tell that he was also a Lord of Cinder who had once linked the fire.
If it weren't for the trace of burning embers on his body, Mo Zhi would have suspected him of being a fraud.
His role was to provide players with lore and extend the plot, as well as to transmute items. However, this required a kiln, and she didn't know how long it would take to encounter that.
What intrigued Mo Zhi the most was the dejected figure sitting on the steps of the Shrine. Judging by his attire, this guy was also an Ashen One who had no fire, much like the Ashen Knight Mo Zhi was controlling.
"...Oh, you're also a creature that can't die, irrecoverable trash."
Hawkwood the Deserter, as soon as he spoke, made people want to hit him.
However, Mo Zhi held back. Having already embraced Lu Li's style, she knew his tricks.
No NPC appearing in the game was just for show; they all had their purpose. This was a lesson learned from UT.
Hawkwood was no exception. He said in a low voice, "The Ashen Ones who have no fire achieve nothing. They can't even die. They're just half-measures."
"Pitiful, laughable, pathetic!"
Hawkwood gave a bitter laugh, "A bunch of guys who can't die go searching for Lords of Cinder, wanting to bring them back to their moldy thrones. Those people are the heroes who linked the fire! How can we trash like us accomplish that?"
"I understand, this guy, like the protagonist I'm controlling, was awakened by the Fire Keeper to find the Lords of Cinder to link the fire."
Mo Zhi analyzed, "As a result, this guy, fearing or imagining the Lords of Cinder as too great and righteous, lost the courage to go, so he's here spewing sour grapes."
'Poor guy, this fellow.'
'Can do, bursting with negative energy!'
'Maybe... I'm just saying, maybe this dejected guy is the only one who's truly sober?'
'This depends on the player's resilience. If they can't take it, they become a second Hawkwood; if they can endure it, they become a hero who prolongs the First Flame.'
...
Mo Zhi also agreed with the audience's analysis:
"Indeed, this might be a way to tell players that the road ahead is very difficult, and finding the Lords of Cinder is an arduous, even desperate journey."
She shivered, "I can even imagine being brutally defeated by bosses much stronger than Teacher Gus, scene after scene."
"But!"
"This is our Dragon Country's first epic masterpiece!"
"If the quality is solid, it could even become a classic work of our Dragon Country's torture-style games. We'll be able to stand tall in the international gaming community. How could I not support it?"
All barrages: You can't!
"Good!"
"Then let's head towards our goal!"
Mo Zhi felt a surge of heroism, her voice firm and powerful, "We've become familiar with the Firelink Shrine. This will be our base from now on. Let's go to the Fire Keeper to level up."
"Then..."
"Let's kill t/
Mo Zhi spent a thousand souls to raise her level from nine to twelve. In terms of attributes, she chose to increase her health from 454 to 550.
Selection complete.
The Ashen One knelt on one knee and slowly reached out his hand to touch...
In an instant, the viewers were so jealous they were about to split their walls:
'Damn it, damn it!!'
'It feels like proposing on the spot.'
'Hurry up and take your hand off my wife!!'
'No, please don't!'
'This viewer, please calm down!'
...