Game of the World Tree

What's the most frustrating thing about playing games?

It's obvious that you have just started playing, and it's not long before you think it's time to go offline for a few hours.

Game time is always the enemy of players.

And "thinking acceleration", doesn't it mean that in a sense, players will have more game time on the senses?

Although it is one hour in reality, after speeding up the thinking, it is four hours in the game!

"Even Kingdom" attracts the attention of a large number of players, in addition to its top promotional films, it is this technology.

Of course, they didn't know that this was actually just because the time flow of the two worlds was different.

However, in reality, in addition to the eye-catching "thinking acceleration", the quality of this game called "Even Kingdom" also greatly exceeded the player's expectations.

So real! It's so real! It is completely different from those rough virtual online games on the market!

It's really as advertised, it's immersive, like coming to a real world!

At this moment, all the lucky players who participated in the closed beta are full of novelty and excitement.

Three hundred elves with different shapes are excited, exploring and studying this strange world in their own way...

Some stood in the open space, looked at the distant scenery, and praised in amazement, "It's so tall! It's beautiful!"...

Some are waving their arms, feeling the same sense of gravity as reality, and their expressions are full of surprise...

Others sighed "like the real thing!" while pinching their own face...

However...there are also some that are not quite normal...

There was an afro-haired buddy who took off his clothes in public...causing a "Yah!" exclamation.

The other players around were laughing and booing...

Even some blushing female players were covering their faces while showing their fingers, and looked curiously with their big watery eyes...

However, this gentleman is obviously going to be disappointed.

After three or two times, the clothes were taken off, but golden holy light appeared in the key parts, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

"Cut! It turns out to be an all-age version!"

The undressed Mr. sighed regretfully.

Watching this scene in consciousness, Eve felt her stomach twitching...

Fortunately, He had prepared the Holy Light of Harmony long ago, otherwise the game would have been reported by Blue Star just after the server opened.

He doesn't want to be unilaterally blocked by Blue Star on the grounds that the content is impure!

Glancing at someone who was undressing, Eve secretly made a note for him in her heart, and at the same time called Saint Alice to quickly arrange tasks for this group of animals, lest something else happen in a while.

Most of the leeks he caught this time were old fritters who had been playing online games for a long time.

Eve dares not gamble on what kind of sleazy operation these players will play.

...

"The Chosen One has arrived!"

in the Temple of Nature.

Perceiving the huge fluctuation of spatial power, Alice, who was kneeling in front of the statue and praying with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes, her emerald eyes full of excitement and anticipation.

She stood up with the corners of the sacrificial dress, ready to meet her. At the same time, Eve's solemn voice also resounded in her heart:

"Alice, help the Chosen to get acquainted with this world."

For some reason, she felt that Mother Goddess's voice was a little tired.

It seems that summoning the Chosen One also consumes a lot of the Mother Goddess's power... As soon as the Mother Goddess woke up, she worked so hard for the future of the elves, and I can't let the Mother Goddess down!

Thinking of this, Alice's eyes became firmer and her faith in nature became more and more pious.

Mother Goddess, Alice will definitely live up to your cultivation!

Deeply moved, she bowed slightly towards the statue, stretched out her right hand and drew a tree-shaped symbol symbolizing the Mother of Nature on her chest, and then hurried to the trunk of the World Tree...

As soon as she walked out of the temple, Alice heard bursts of cheers and shouts.

"The Chosen Ones!"

Her eyes lit up, and then she sorted out her appearance, patted her face, sorted out the prepared welcome speech in her heart, and walked gracefully in the direction of the voice with a sweet smile on her face.

What kind of existence can the Mother God attach so much importance to?

As she walked, Alice's thoughts continued to diverge.

As a young girl who is less than 300 years old, Alice's heart is full of yearning and curiosity for the hero-like existence of "The Chosen One".

At this moment, she has already made up all kinds of pictures in her mind...

Well, as the favored ones of nature, the Chosen One must be like the hero described in the story, riding a holy unicorn, wearing gorgeous armor, holding a holy sword and staff, with the blessing of the gods...

They must be true warriors, handsome and elegant, humble and noble, mysterious and powerful!

They must have iron-like discipline and faith like the legendary Legion of Nature!

Thinking of this, Alice felt an inexplicable nervousness in her heart.

"Bah, what are you thinking about... You are the saint of nature! Don't lose the face of the Mother Goddess!"

She shook her head vigorously, swept away the random thoughts in her mind, but involuntarily quickened her pace.

Opening a leaf that blocked her vision, Alice finally saw the "heroes" she was looking forward to...

On the main trunk, hundreds of elves "Chosen Ones" dressed in coarse cloth robes and broken wooden armor huddled and made a mess.

Some are playing and playing, some are experimenting with magic, some are picking bark and leaves with wooden knives, and some are singing into the distance...

What's even more exaggerated is that there are also several naked male elves, whose bodies are shining brightly, jumping between the branches, blinding people's eyes...

"This bark is a bit strong! It can't be pulled off with a knife..."

"Where's my equipment? Who stole my equipment?!"

"Hey...are you guys so excited, can you still read the novice instructions?"

"What skills did everyone draw?"

"I'm from the power department, and the goddess gave me the cross cut and the whirling strike."

"Cross cut is very handsome!"

"Who knows how to read the minimap?"

"Do you have a screenshot with Miss and Sister? The scenery is good. I want to post it on a circle of friends."

Of course, in fact, if you observe carefully, there are only dozens of people who are really noisy. Most players are still studying the novice guide, but even dozens of people are enough to bias the overall style of the player...

From the player's point of view, it's actually not incomprehensible... I can only say that this game is too real, making players a little surprised and novel, and they want to experiment with everything.

But...for the native elves, it's different.

Looking at the chaotic scene in front of her, Alice's smile froze on her face.

"This is... the Chosen One?"

She rubbed her eyes, suspecting she was hallucinating.

Taking a deep breath, Alice looked over again...

"Hey! That's the equipment I took off before! Don't wear it indiscriminately!"

"You didn't write your name, how do you know it's yours?"

"I said that you are really enough! Play the game honestly!"

"Didn't you say there will be novice receptionists? What about people?"

Still a mess...

"Crack..." Alice felt as if something was broken in her heart.

The combination of the elf's beautiful and noble appearance and such vulgar and vile behavior, the destructive force produced almost subverts the three views of the girl...

She stared blankly, opened her mouth in a daze, and her mind was in chaos.

This... what's the situation?

Isn't the Chosen one the favored one of the gods?

Aren't all the favored beings of noble wisdom?

Shouldn't it be heroes and warriors who come?

This this……

This group of elves who are as undisciplined as possessed by goblins, rude as half-orcs, and have no sense of shame, what the hell is going on!

Suddenly, she noticed those killing Matt who were using wooden knives to pick out the bark...

The girl's face changed, her anger surged, and she couldn't help drinking:

"Stop! What are you doing! Don't be rude to Mother Goddess!"

A crisp sound suddenly appeared, and hundreds of players were attracted.

In an instant, three hundred pairs of eyes of different colors looked at the girl...

The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.

Being stared at by hundreds of eyes, Alice felt her scalp go numb. She couldn't help but take a step back, a little timid but forcefully drank:

"You...what are you looking at? Even if you are the ones chosen by the Mother Goddess, you can't be rude to his body..."

The oriole-like voice trembled slightly, with a strong and dry taste on the outside.

Players, you look at me, I look at you, and it suddenly became lively.

"Elf girl?"

"Okay... so cute!"

"She doesn't have a name on her head! She's an NPC!"

"Nonsense! Look at their equipment, so cool must be an NPC!"

"The expression is so vivid and real! I can't see the blunt feeling of AI in other virtual online games!"

"Beautiful young lady, are you a priest?"

"Hey, calm down, you seem to be scaring people!"

Looking at Alice, who was vigilant and cute like a small animal, some male gentleman players fell into curiosity and excitement.

"Not good... Her expression is a bit foul... It makes me want to bully her..."

"What's your name, Miss? Are you a priest?"

"Miss! Is there any task to do!"

"Miss! Can I join the teaching?"

"Miss, can I touch your priest's skirt?"

Because Eve has already adjusted the language communication in advance, the words of the players will be automatically converted into the common language of the Seggs world, and vice versa, so Alice can clearly understand what this group of Chosen Ones are saying. what……

Hearing those frivolous words, the elf girl blushed and trembled slightly with anger.

"Shy! Shy!"

"Wow! The sense of interaction is so strong! This NPC is so realistic!"

"Well... why do I feel like people are angry..."

"I said enough of you! Even if it's ai, can you please stop being so rude!"

"Well... I've never seen such a vivid NPC, I'm just curious..."

"Why doesn't she speak, who has drawn the identification technique? Can you try to identify the identity?"

"I have it! I have it! Let me appraise it... um... Miss Sister's name is Alice Hurricane, her occupation is nature priest, her level... I can't see... Huh? After opening the appraisal, the target will be unlocked. Sensitivity? Damn it...! Why is my goodwill with her negative?! Damn it! We've fallen again!"

"Hahahaha! Your face is so ugly! Hahaha, I'll check it out...Fuck! I'm also negative in favor of..."

Looking at this group of bastards who are as lawless as bandits, Alice trembled with anger.

She took a deep breath and tried her best to warn herself in her heart...

calm! calm!

Alice, you must calm down!

This must be the test given to you by the Mother Goddess! You must not let the mother goddess down!

"Why don't you speak, Miss?"

"Her hair is so long! I don't know how it feels..."

Suddenly, the bold player who first took off his clothes and shone with holy light slipped up and sneakily reached out to Alice's blonde hair.

The elf girl was taken aback, and she couldn't help but waved the staff in her hand.

In a burst of brilliant light, accompanied by a shrill scream, the player with the four green characters "Demacia" on his head was knocked into the air by the protection holy technique and fell directly from the World Tree.

So weak!

This was Alice's first thought.

Omg! I... what have I done? I actually pushed him down!

This is the second...

Alice turned pale in shock, hurried forward a few steps, and looked under the World Tree...

However, the hapless player is nowhere to be seen.

"The mother of nature is above! I...I...I actually killed the Chosen One?"

Alice's eyes darkened.

"Hahahaha! Kill it!"

"You dare to provoke NPCs at level 1, you deserve it!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Behind him, the schadenfreude voices of other player elves came, accompanied by a burst of laughter.

Alice turned her head in disbelief, staring blankly at the group of elves who were not afraid to worry after witnessing the death of their companions, but were also excited, feeling that her brain was getting more and more unable to turn around...

This group of Chosen Ones...is there something wrong with their brains?