I rely on the animation of the earth to conquer the interstellar

Chapter 62

    " The pain of the feet.jpg

    is for everyone in the studio, and the joy is for the audience who are waiting for the update. This time, the fifth episode has not been brushed N yet, and the finale of the sixth episode hit everyone in the face without hesitation. It was caught off guard when it was smashed.

    【Has the black cat been taken away? Frightened.jpg, every time it is updated, it will be like a marketing account, advertising for its own peripherals, linked games, and so on. Why did it go straight to the finale this time without anything? ]

    [Good news, Black Cat has become a serious producer. Bad news, it's only a moment of kindness that the grand finale may involve a knife. ]

    [What is the knife or not, I will ask you if you want to watch the finale, anyway, I will watch it first! 】

    The update has been updated, how can there be no reason not to read it? The audience carefully clicked in with their hearts hurt by Polka, and then came out more than 40 minutes later screaming, hooked.

    [This time I will definitely not lie, I think the ending is too touching, show me all of them! ]

    [Thank you Black Cat, thank you Black Cat, this time is really cool, hehe, hehe, Sylvia, my destined wife. 】

    [Wholesale pants, 5 star alliance coins/piece, by the way, eat more vegetables upstairs, Sylvia is my wife! 】

    The fangirls who were hurt by the black cat before have stood up one after another, and the voice of gamification is getting louder, but they all strictly abide by the principle of non-spoiler, luring curious passers-by to decide to click in.

    ...

    Many years later, when someone asked what happened at that time, the gray-haired old man would only say this: I witnessed the birth of a world with my own eyes.

    All the data with chaotic consciousness and actions following the established formula were suddenly stripped of their respective tracks. They were pulled to the same place by the center of the world, and all eyes were on what happened on this small rooftop, but they were looking at another higher-dimensional and far-reaching world.

    Strictly speaking, Sylvia did not "cut off" the entrance of the player and the outside world, but instead poured in a steady stream of information from the outside world. It's like a pipeline that is being exported, it can't accept the reverse flow of water. This information is mixed with external technology and knowledge, quickly digested and disassembled by the system, and then integrated into the whole world.

    [It turns out that the world is like this...] The

    system looks at the real future through Sylvia's eyes. It turns out that the player's world does not have empires and federations that can never stop the war. It turns out that the technology of the Star Alliance has reached Civil space folding technology. It turns out that consciousness can exist independently of the body, as long as there is a suitable carrier, it turns out...

    [Sylvia, maybe we can become a real civilization...] The system murmured, the tone was like a dream.

    Sylvia looked at everything around her, and the dilapidated buildings and traces of the war had completely disappeared. The system copies the outside world in at an unstoppable speed, skyscrapers rise on the ground, the sky track and the neon lights that illuminate the night sky are wrapped in blue data streams, and the live broadcast is still going on, so all of this is being controlled by the players. The world is seen in the eyes.

    "Oh, God of Star Stream, this is simply a miracle..."

    The game organizer's scalp was numb, he ignored the contact calls from all directions, and concentrated on watching his creation gradually lose control-in fact, the technicians tried their best to save it, but unfortunately the results were minimal.