Interstellar planning, making billions a day (unedited)

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Chapter 131

The scene where the rice paper is smudged is just a very, very brief opening.

And when the scroll unfolds, this promotional video officially begins.

The camera passes through the scroll, as if it were reversed, the colors are taken back, or plundering is more appropriate, another drop of ink falls from the sky, and the edge of the scroll disappears. In the video, the camera also zooms in and rotates with the drop of ink, And immerse yourself in the world of paintings.

The drop of ink fell to the ground and instantly became a human figure, then gradually acquired facial features, limbs, and clothing. The ink-dot man opened his eyes. He looked at the world and himself curiously. He stretched out his hands in front of his eyes to distinguish them carefully, then took his hands away and looked at the world that had always been deserted and still.

The ink-dot man frowned, his expression puzzled and confused.

Wei Ling looked at this little man and couldn't help but wonder: What is he wondering about? Are you wondering how to enter the world of the painting? Still wondering how you transformed from a drop of ink into a human being? Or is it something else?

Curiosity is the law of attraction. This little bit of curiosity attracts countless players and netizens who have discovered the new game's promotional video at this moment to continue watching it.

They want to know what kind of game it is and how it is played.

The ink-dot man continued walking. The further he walked, the more he saw, and the more he frowned.

He seemed to be saying: This shouldn't be like this.

What should that look like? Wei Ling subconsciously thought in this direction.

The promotional video quickly gave him and other netizens the answer.

When the ink-dot man covered his heart with a painful expression, suddenly a very weak light flickered from the pocket of his clothes. The ink-dot man noticed this movement. He was a little confused and took out a thin sheet and card from his pocket.

On the card, there was a drawing of a small grass sprout breaking out of the ground. Black and white, the same color scheme as this space.

Just when the ink-dot man was looking through the card, the faint light came on again. This time, he saw clearly that it was coming from the card. He was startled, and as soon as his hand relaxed, the thin card fell from his hand and landed lightly on the ground.

The ink-dot man seemed to be very uncomfortable at this time, and his expression was even more painful. He couldn't support it and fell to his knees, wanting to pick up the card again.

But the next moment, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared.

The thin card shattered into countless faint light spots, and these light spots scattered without wind, and they fell on the ground of this space.

The ink-dot man stared blankly, but before he could react, suddenly, a touch of green burst out of the ground.

Then, bit by bit, large areas of tender green spread out in all directions with ink dots in the middle, like light breaking through the dark barrier, bringing the first touch of color to this gray and dead space.

The Modian Man looked at all this with surprise. The new green grass was extremely soft. The Modian Man stretched out his hand and gently touched these tender grass leaves. The one that was touched shyly bent its leaves. When the person's hand left, it shook slightly.