Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 112 Hating the Riddler

“And here I stand!

"And here I'll stay!"

Creepy sounds of ghosts crying and dragons howling came from the office.

Ever since the main melody of "Let It Go" was written, this song has been playing on a loop in Drogo's mind.

It can't be blocked.

This situation happens frequently. That desperate afternoon of the Level 6 exam when I was anxious, couldn't understand the reading questions, and kept hearing ghost hallucinations is still fresh in my mind.

The more anxious I am, the more I sing in my head.

But it doesn’t matter now, I’ll just sing along.

It's already time to get off work, and he won't disturb others. How polite of him.

Zhuo Ge is still in the office because he is waiting for Zhuo Er Band to send him the arranged version of the music.

There is a small item transfer array in the office.

"Let it go——"

Hey! Fulin posted a new Weibo?
Drogo discovered new information in the God's Skeleton Network.

Click to open.

"Beauty lies in the mood, and joy lies in life. Today, I went out for a trip and happened to see the beautiful scenery by the river, so I made a quick sketch."

Below is a photo of the painting.

The copywriting has a sense of age and is very consistent with Fulin's dragon image. Drogo stretched out his claws and gave a thumbs up in the illusion mimicry.

This is the ultimate patchwork of Weibo, Facebook, QQ and Tieba newly launched by Drogo Group.

But it is still in the internal testing stage.

Logically speaking, this thing does not involve issues of server concurrency and is easier to make than Auto Chess, so it should have come out much earlier.

The reason it took so long was that the problem of displaying text and pictures had not been solved before.

In the past, the way to display text was to directly construct one using an illusion, which was essentially the same as the image in the game, which was modeling.

It's okay when there are few of them, but when there are too many, it will take up a lot of space.

The dialogue function in Auto Chess has a sentence length limit of fifty letters, and it is deleted every ten games.

It is completely unable to support the needs of social software.

It was only recently that the reconstruction of this function was completed. The text and pictures are composed of basic phantom points, similar to the principle of pixels. The server only records data.

It was on this basis that the prototype of social software was developed.

It is currently only used within the Zhuoge Group, and will be promoted vigorously after the functional tests are stable.

Moreover, uploading photos is still very troublesome now. You need to use a new magic crystal storage camera and upload them on a dedicated uploading device after taking photos.

Cameras that can upload content by themselves and devices that allow ordinary people to log in to Weibo are both in development.

Sooner or later, you will use a bunch of devices to complete all the functions of a computer.

But even now, Weibo is widely welcomed by the group's employees.

All intelligent creatures have social attributes, and socializing is almost a necessary requirement for survival. There are only more or less differences, and very few can be completely isolated from their own kind.

"Knock knock." There was a knock on the door.

"Didn't you say that you don't need to knock when you come to see me next time? Just click the rune on the door? Click it again!"

Zhuogo said a little unhappily that some people did not follow the rules that had just been established, and there was a sign outside the door saying so.

There are new anti-social death runes on the doors.

This is the door opening reminder mechanism that Drogo requested to be designed, because the last time he cosplayed as the Flame Dragon Warrior in the office, he was surrounded by people and it brought back very painful memories.

In order to prevent himself from being immersed in the world of imagination and not knowing how to open the door, once this rune is triggered, it will project the flashing words "open the door quickly" on his eyes.

It will definitely not go unnoticed.

As for not doing anything in the office in the future, that's impossible. Going crazy at work can help relieve stress.

"Knock knock." The knock on the door sounded again.

"You don't understand dragon language, right? You really want to go back to Dragon Island to clean up the shit, right?"

Drogo stood up impatiently and walked to the door.

The smell is of battle-axe.

He opened the door and threatened, "You'd better bring the fawn back intact. I'll only punish you by making you clean the toilet for one day. Otherwise, I'll definitely fly up and beat your pig head."

As soon as he opened the door, Drogo was stunned.

Battle Axe stood in front of the door in a daze, his eyes dull, repeating a few words in his mouth. "The lost one who is trying to revive the original god, if you want your hunter to regain his sanity, please follow the guidance of the fireflies and walk into the forest at night. The devout servant of the god of nature is waiting for your arrival..."

You'd better really know the god of nature, fireflies, and the whole quest guide for playing RPGs, right?

Drogo's blood pressure skyrocketed.

I hate The Riddler the most, it's like a seasonal TV series that was not considered to be that long at the beginning, and then they couldn't continue writing it, so they just had to waste time on the show because it couldn't even talk properly.

If you want to find him, just say so and state the reason first.

It's a bunch of weird stuff. If you add a few made-up words that you've never heard of, you might think it's a plot written for Eryou.

Drogo ignored the group of fireflies following the battle axe and checked the condition of the battle axe.

Since people call him the boss, he has to take on the responsibilities of the boss.

Open your eyes and take a look, you will see the typical characteristics of an illusion.

Laughed.

What kind of people has Drogo been hanging out with these days? All the famous illusionists in the continent are in the Drogo Group.

He was already considered a half-illusion expert.

The battle axe was solved in minutes.

Minutes passed.

I haven't studied it clearly.

It’s different from what I’ve seen so far, which is a little embarrassing, but it doesn’t matter, he has foreign help.

He picked up the camera and took several pictures of the battle axe, pulled out the magic crystal and uploaded them, then started the online chat function.

"Red dragon eats potatoes: (poke)"

At the beginning, everyone in the group used their real names in socializing, but since Drogo came up with this name, everyone started to change their names to strange ones.

"Jinlong loves painting:?" Fulin replied immediately.

"Red Dragon Eats Potatoes: The most powerful illusionist in the Flin Continent, the one who knows the most, the encyclopedia of dragon spells, the super invincible, beautiful and kind Ms. Flin, let's see what kind of illusion this is."

A bunch of pictures were sent.

"Golden Dragon loves to paint:!"

what does it mean?

After Drogo looked at Fulin and exclaimed, there was no other news.

Maybe he's researching.

After waiting for dozens of minutes, there was still no response.

Just as Drogo was about to poke again, Flynn sent a message.

"Golden Dragon Loves Painting: I'm in the North, right here at the teleportation array, come find me with your battle axe."

Such strong execution ability.

Drogo enlarged his body slightly, flew towards Winterhold with his battle axe, and a group of fireflies followed behind him.

A few minutes later.

"It's a very ancient way of using spells. It doesn't use a spell model, but directly utilizes elements and magic power, bypassing the power of the goddess of magic. But it should be able to be removed through the spell model."

After checking, Fulin made a quick judgment using the dragon language that only Drogo could understand. It was a language they used when they were children that was based on the dragon language with a lot of secret codes added.

"But there is no reason to make it so complicated. Before the spell model was invented, I could only construct spells based on my understanding. The current level of the third ring was the limit at that time."

"Is it really the God of Nature? Impossible, the God of Nature is dead." said Drogo.

As a dragon whose lifespan was long enough to have witnessed the Protoss War in the last era, he knew very well that many gods had died, including the God of Nature.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be a situation where the church composed of believers of the Magic Goddess is the only dominant one.

"Maybe resurrection? Just like what you wanted to do."

"What do I want to do?" Drogo pretended to be dumb.

"Why do you want to introduce a large amount of faith into the same divine skeleton instead of using multiple divine skeletons from different sources to disperse the faith? Do you want to see if faith can produce gods, or what exactly will be produced in this way?"

"I just haven't found the remains of other gods. Ha, I don't have so many ideas." Drogo's laughter was a little stiff.

“I want to see it, too,” Flynn said gently. “I want to know what will happen, too. For Tiamat’s sake.”

The Dragon God also disappeared in the last era.

"So go meet these people who claim to be servants of the God of Nature or something. No matter what ideas you have in your head, even if you only have one supporter left, I will be the last one."

(End of this chapter)