A certain room.
Fang Zheng, wearing glasses, held his phone, his face filled with obsession.
"Heh heh, my Texas, heh heh~~"
......
"Heh heh, my Silver Ash, slurp!"
Oh no,
It's a straight man!
The moment the preview for "Arknights: Dawn" was released, it quickly spread through the mobile gaming community.
Exquisite character designs, overwhelmingly anime aesthetics.
It made countless people's mouths water.
Even the most discerning players could find no fault with it.
In just three days,
The number of pre-registrations, both domestic and international, surpassed 20 million!
This was achieved despite the fierce competition from other popular mobile games.
The already fervent media, upon seeing the data, erupted in a frenzy of reporting.
Even more amusingly, Tencent, which was originally scheduled to release "Cod" on January 21st, sheepishly postponed its launch after Lingjing announced the official release date for "Arknights: Dawn."
The specific new date remained uncertain.
It became a topic of discussion for many netizens during their tea breaks.
With the interpretation and promotion of various media outlets and networks, it was widely believed that Tencent had voluntarily conceded and decided to avoid the spotlight.
This move directly heightened the anticipation for "Arknights: Dawn" among netizens worldwide.
They were so eager they wished they could storm Lu Li's office with whips, demanding him to release the game immediately.
They wanted to see how powerful this game truly was, to make Tencent lower its noble head.
One could only wonder what their expressions would be if they knew that Lu Li had already finished the game and could release it at any time.
Although Lu Li desperately wanted to tell the netizens to experience a tangible wave of resentment,
His remaining rationality warned him not to.
Otherwise, he'd have to be fully armed the next time he went out.
Last time during the Long Teng University campus tour, the students' conduct was generally high, and they were able to restrain their urge to gank Lu Li on the spot.
But with ordinary passersby, one could never be sure.
At this moment, Lu Li, lying on the top floor of the tallest office building by the sea, basked in the sunlight and made his calculations in secret.
He thought about how he hadn't truly let himself go in a long time.
He still felt a tinge of regret about not being able to immerse himself in the players' extreme pain and sadness after they had been tormented.
While the difficulty of "Dark Souls" was high, it was quick to get the hang of once you started, and even if some bosses were difficult, you could eventually overcome them with enough time.
It belonged to the category that continuously provided resentment points but lacked explosive power.
Having witnessed the extreme emotional outbursts of "Undertale" and "Ghost," Lu Li grew a bit tired after watching for several days.
The difference between actual combat and simulated combat.
Even though it was all within those few seconds,
The process of buildup...
That feeling of anticipation culminating in a final burst... that sensation couldn't compare to something purely handcrafted.
In comparison,
Lu Li still preferred the experience of setting up a prolonged trap, and then, at the final moment of explosion, witnessing the players' extreme breakdown and their pained, contorted expressions.
That was simply the most perfect work of art in the world!
However, according to the system's feedback, "Dark Souls" could collect more resentment points.
Sustained accumulation was still more appealing!
For example, him!
And also the esteemed readers!
In less than a week, he had already collected 100 million resentment points, surpassing the explosive output of "Si Ming Zhao Huan" in a single night.
And it was still steadily increasing.
Because,
The further you go in "Dark Souls," the more perverse the bosses become!
But this was only the first generation of difficulty.
When players, after countless hours of effort, successfully cleared the game only to discover that there were second, third, and even eighth generation, super-invincible, ultimate hell difficulties ahead, what expressions would grace their faces?
For this reason,
It was more enduring. It was estimated that players who had played "Dark Souls" would dream of being brutally abused by bosses even in their sleep.
Under such circumstances, how could he not collect more resentment points?
The answer was a definite yes.
"Chichi!!"
Thinking of this, even Lu Li, a usually reserved and serious individual, couldn't help but chuckle.
Thinking of the many feasts to come, and a super feast soon, Lu Li's heart was as radiant as the hottest midday sun.
I'm counting on you!
"Arknights: Dawn"!
Ace!
Faust!
FrostNova!!!
Patriot!!
......
Knives!
All the most exquisite, most perfect knives!!
Lu Li's breathing became heavy, his chest heaving, a flush rising on his face.
"Hoo hoo hoo!!"
"Hoo—"
After taking several deep breaths, he managed to suppress the agitated emotions within him.
The truly great feasts couldn't be rushed.
The longer the wait, the more flavorful it would be.
He opened his computer, found Mo Zhi's live stream, licked his dry lips, and smirked, "Before that, I can have a small taste to quench my thirst."
At this moment, Mo Zhi was struggling in "Dark Souls."
After experiencing the Profaned Capital, encountering Siegmeyer of Catarina, and the Irithyll of the Boreal Valley and Pontiff Sulyvahn, Mo Zhi was on her way to the second Lord of Cinder.
"Who would have thought, who would have thought, that Sulyvahn is the mastermind behind the evil in this world."
With her god-like parry skills, Mo Zhi managed to defeat Sulyvahn, but compared to Sulyvahn's difficulty,
She was more shocked by what this guy had done!
Sulyvahn, like the Crow People encountered on the path of the Undead Settlement, hailed from a forbidden world.
But he despised the forbidden world and was a man with ideals and ambitions.
He could use ice magic and came to Anor Londo from the forbidden world. He discovered that this world, like the forbidden world, was filled with a decaying aura.
Thus, he resolved to change the world, learning various magic and sorceries, and conquering the Profaned Flame of the Profaned Capital.
The Profaned Flame, never extinguishing, could burn souls, and anyone who saw it would be stimulated into becoming ambitious and warlike!
He then feigned allegiance to the cannibalistic Lord of Cinder, Aldrich, and established the Profaned Capital to serve the devourer of gods. Afterward, he poisoned and incapacitated the Darkmoon God, Gwyndolin, and presented him to the devourer of gods.
He imprisoned Yuria, the leader of the Blades of the Darkmoon, enticed Prince Lothric, and made them abandon their duty to link the fire... waiting for the age of the ocean.
It could be said that without Sulyvahn, everything the player experienced in the world of "Dark Souls" would not exist.
Perhaps, with Prince Lothric linking the fire, this decaying world could have continued for several hundred more years, and then... it probably wouldn't have changed the current situation of the fading flame.
"It's a pity, such a powerful figure, placed in chaotic times, would undoubtedly be a formidable warlord. Given enough time, he might even succeed."
"Unfortunately, he met me!"
Mo Zhi puffed out her chest: "Me, this awesome PuLs' destined protagonist, the last insurance of the gods, the Ashen One, the Ashen One!"
'Ha, spit~ Shameless~~'
'Look at your pathetic state, the devourer of gods, Qin Chen Aldrich will teach you a lesson soon.'
'Honestly, Sulyvahn is indeed strong. A mage wielding dual swords is really impressive, but unfortunately, he's weak to parrying.'
'Hurry up, let me see what the Lord of Cinder who ate a god looks like!'
.......
"Yee~~"
"Siegmeyer of Catarina..."
Mo Zhi looked at the bulky knight sitting cross-legged by the fire, meeting him for the third time, realizing he was definitely no ordinary person!
Siegmeyer first introduced himself, then expressed his gratitude to Mo Zhi for helping him retrieve his armor in the Profaned Capital. His tone then became somber as he said,
"Do you know?"
"Somewhere in this town—Irithyll, there is an underground prison deep within. It is said that beneath the prison sleeps the Profaned Capital."
"That is the homeland of the lonely Giant King—Yhorm."
"Promises are always troublesome."
Realizing her voice had become a bit low, Siegmeyer apologized, "Ah, ah, sorry, the atmosphere is a bit heavy. Alright, I'll go take a nap."
Then, he uttered the classic farewell: "After the celebration feast, we must do this."
"Brothers, I think I sense the presence of the Giant King Yhorm!"
"This Siegmeyer definitely has something to do with the Giant King Yhorm. This is the first time I've heard an NPC express emotion!"
After her conversation with Siegmeyer, Mo Zhi keenly sensed the connection between Siegmeyer and the Giant King Yhorm.
Recalling the imposing figure with the cavernous face beneath his armor, Mo Zhi's palms began to tremble.
Her anticipation to battle this Lord of Cinder grew stronger!
Her footsteps gradually quickened......
......