More and more people flocked to the commemorative map of "Battle of the Century" after seeing the news. Casual gamers, who had originally been uninterested, also ran over to watch the excitement after seeing "Return of the King, Fang Zhao's return to e-sports."
This was no longer just an e-sports scene. Many people from the entertainment circles and various professions were flocking to games. Those who did not like to play games would watch live broadcasts. For the sake of traffic, gaming livestreams were going all out. The media all knew how to attract more attention and snatch traffic in the shortest time possible.
However, the suspicions of all parties and the attention from across several circles did not affect the efficiency of the upgraded "crazy point-sweeping demon" in the slightest.
It was as if AliveAfter500Years was completely oblivious to the storm he had stirred up. He was still as nimble as ever as he killed monsters, stabbing through monster nests one after another.
The game developers went from shock and disbelief at the start to sluggishness and self-doubt.
This commemorative map... Was there really a bug that they did not know about?
There were even some entertainment media that planned to wait for AliveAfter500Years to take a break to interview him. Fang Zhao was still fighting alone. This sort of high-intensity, high-energy activity was something that anyone would get tired of.
However, as they waited and waited...
An hour passed. Two hours passed...
Five hours...
Ten hours...
AliveAfter500Years maintained his ferocious monster-slaying momentum. He did not seem the least bit tired. His maneuvers were still flawless, and not a single flaw could be found.
The new players who had just entered the circle went from watching the fun to worshipping it to numbness.
Those who were watching the excitement could no longer sit still. This person was still killing, killing, killing!
"This is the first time I have truly experienced what it means to be a crazy point-sweeping demon!"
"God is indeed a god. He is not something that we mere mortals can compare to. No wonder people in the industry call Fang Zhao 'God Zhao.' "
"No wonder he is the brightest star in 'Battle of the Century'! From the start of the game until now, there has only been one person who has remained a god! "
"Looking at his monster-slaying vigor, I feel that Fang Zhao is really going to give up music and join the gaming industry! What a joyous occasion! "
This was not a wild guess. Everyone who had seen AliveAfter500Years's monster-slaying momentum had the same thought.
"One look and you can tell that he is someone who loves games!"
"It's confirmed! It can't be faked! "
"I'm so addicted to it that I won't quit the industry. I won't quit in this lifetime!"
The other side.
This time, because of a sudden burst of inspiration, Fang Zhao had secluded himself to compose for a little longer. After he was done, he walked out of his room, intending to take a break, eat something, take a shower, and sleep.
After carefully arranging the music score, Fang Zhao got up from his desk and walked out of the study. At the same time, he turned on his personal terminal and turned off the do not disturb mode.
As soon as he undid the Do Not Disturb mode, messages and communication notifications came one after another. His inbox was overflowing!
"???"
His eyelids twitched, and he had a bad premonition.
Scanning through the messages in his inbox, Fang Zhao's eyebrows twitched twice.
Old Master Mo Lang was one of the people who sent him messages.
Normally, the old master did not pay attention to the e-sports circles. This time, the commotion on the internet had blown up, and Fang Zhao was in the limelight. Even the slightest disturbance could cause a huge commotion, let alone a "bloody storm" in the e-sports circles.
Old Master Mo couldn't sit still as he watched the people in the esports circle speak with such certainty.
When Venerable Mo had first heard that Fang Zhao had been gaming for a long time today, he had been very unhappy.
When he should have been engrossed in art, he had actually been gaming!!!
Was it because he had too few assignments or was his life too idle?
After composing a song, he could still write a thesis!
Mo Lang had too many expectations for Fang Zhao. Furthermore, Fang Zhao's usual performance was too satisfactory. Mo Lang had never thought that Fang Zhao would give up on music. Today's sudden turn of events had a huge impact on this treasured old artist.
However, Mo Lang did not immediately call Fang Zhao to reprimand him. He was still more willing to believe in Fang Zhao. Thus, Venerable Mo quietly pondered for a while and felt that perhaps … perhaps … Fang Zhao had been under too much pressure recently and needed to vent it through gaming?
Did being the publicity ambassador for a super project with historical significance like Outer Space Immigration give Fang Zhao too much pressure? Did it make him unable to calm down and compose?
The more famous he was, the more people would pay attention to him, and the more pressure Fang Zhao would have to endure.
With this thought, Mo Lang's anger subsided. After all, Fang Zhao was too young, so it was understandable.
Thus, Mo Lang sent Fang Zhao a message. First, he was concerned about Fang Zhao's current mental state, then he tactfully reminded Fang Zhao: If you are under too much pressure, you can play games for a while, but don't get addicted. Your focus still has to be on music.
Fang Zhao: "…"
Sigh.
After replying to Venerable Mo with a simple message, Fang Zhao temporarily ignored the other people who had come over to inquire about the situation. He searched the internet and understood the start and development of the matter.
The veins on his forehead were throbbing.
He walked out of the study and arrived at the door of Curly Hair's little room. He didn't need to kick the door open to see. Just from the sound, Fang Zhao could guess what was going on inside.
A gamer dog wearing a helmet was humming a song and wagging its tail vigorously!
It was probably having too much fun killing monsters and was even humming a song! It was completely beside itself with joy!
Fang Zhao didn't know how his old friend Su Mu felt when he kept a dog. Now, he just wanted to shut the door and beat the dog.
It dared to hack accounts after not being disciplined for a few days!
Was there too little homework or was the test too easy?!
Everything he had said to it in the past had become dog fart??!
Fang Zhao shut his eyes and took a deep breath.
Right now, there was already too much attention on the internet. That in-game dog was in the middle of poking a monster's nest. If it was suddenly interrupted, there would be more topics to talk about, and it would be more troublesome to explain in the future.
Fang Zhao took a chair and sat at the door to wait.
As he waited, he thought about how this matter should be resolved.
Also, what should he do this time to teach this dog a lesson!
A beating definitely had to be given.
Facing the wall also had to be done.
The game console and personal terminal also had to be confiscated, and they had to be confiscated in front of the dog! Everything was confiscated! Other than the learning console, nothing else was left!
When Yan Biao and Zuo Yu came over, they stopped in their tracks when they saw Fang Zhao sitting there with a gloomy expression.
The atmosphere wasn't good. The two salted fishes didn't dare make a sound. They lightened their footsteps and cautiously glanced in Fang Zhao's direction.
Fang Zhao tilted his head slightly and gestured for them to leave first.
The two salted fishes scrammed without another word.
They ran all the way to the beach at the edge of the small island and sat on a reef. They turned back to look at the residential building. They were already far enough away. If a huge battle were to break out, it probably wouldn't affect them.
"Looking at Boss's expression, I reckon there's going to be a huge case of domestic violence," Zuo Yu said.
"Is beating the dog considered domestic violence?" Yan Biao asked.
"Uh … I don't think so. It's not like it's abuse."
Curly Hair, who was engrossed in his game and unaware of what was happening outside, was still happily playing and forgetting the time.
Actually, he hadn't intended to play this way.
Curly Hair's mental journey:
It's so interesting on TV. Since Fang Zhao isn't around, I'll go online and take a peek.
There's a motorcycle! Fang Zhao probably won't know if I ride it for two minutes.
That monster looks delicious. Let's kill it.
A bunch of trash dares to stop me!
Stopping after poking a beast's nest!
This game is so fun!!
Curly Hair, who had been killing monsters for 12 hours straight, only reluctantly exited the game when a system notification popped up: "You have played for too long."
He was hungry from killing monsters. There was so much food in front of him, but he couldn't eat it. He had been craving it for a long time.
The dog's head came out of the game helmet and stuck out its tongue as it laughed heartily. Then, it opened the door to find Fang Zhao sitting at the entrance with an extremely solemn expression. The dog didn't dare look at him.
Curly Hair: "!!! Awoo!!! "
It jumped up like a flea in fright.
Its fur stood on end.
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