The game is only half finished, and the entire internet is begging for an update!

A powerful yet warm and down-to-earth symphony began to play at that moment.

The screen slowly zooms out, and one by one, the vivid NPCs who have accompanied the player for dozens of hours freeze in the frame, smiling:

Zhao Dezhu, grinning with his yellow teeth, stood in front of the gatekeeper...

Yellow-haired Ah Qiang, straddling an electric scooter and holding a steaming hot takeout order...

Director Wang leading everyone in square dancing in the square at sunset...

The scene eventually fades into the endless, dazzling lights of the city.

"Students!"

"get out of class is about to end!"

"What do we say about this?"

next second.

All the portraits of characters who have been officially appointed in the game light up simultaneously.

Then, a huge line of golden text slowly appeared in the center of the screen.

The world is united under one rule; the mandate of heaven has been bestowed upon us.

[Congratulations, Your Majesty, you have completed all main story content for "I Found the Imperial Seal!"]

[The finale.]

The live stream chat was filled with comments that filled the entire screen.

[The story is complete! Hooray!]

With so many precedents, I can hardly believe the ending.

[A masterpiece! Based solely on the handling of this ending, Chaoxi Games has become a legend in my heart!]

[So, there's no bigger world after all? It feels a little disappointing. Just one city unified? No more going abroad?]

It's not that I don't want to go abroad, but I feel that even if I did, and a national war system was added, the gameplay would be pretty much the same, and there's no need to repeat it!

[That's right, even in a larger world later on, it's just repetition upon repetition! Let's leave it at that, it's fine!]

The mighty Yangtze River flows, the Grand Canal meanders! I don't know why, but I always feel an emptiness in my heart...

Fang Yan couldn't help but laugh when he saw these comments.

Let alone the audience.

Even he himself now has a kind of conditioned reflex.

After all, one of the things that Chaoxi is best at is suddenly throwing in a big surprise just when players think the game is over.

So he waited for several seconds on purpose.

Fang Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief after realizing that nothing seemed to have changed.

"OK."

"Classmates! This is really coming to an end. We have the standing long jump test tomorrow morning... Classmates, I can't take it anymore, this is the end of the broadcast!!"

He had barely finished speaking.

The Imperial Seal of the State, which had been completely silent in the center of the screen, suddenly flickered very slightly.

Fang Yan's smile froze instantly.

The live stream chat also paused for a moment at the same time.

"..."

"no."

"Wait a minute!"

Fang Yan slowly sat up straight.

"What are you showing off now?"

"Is it going to be extended this long now?"

The image on the screen flickered a few times.

The golden text that had been stuck on the final screen seemed to be disturbed by something, flickering on and off before slowly fading away.

Fang Yan stared at the screen, his hand already off the mouse, but now he slowly put it back.

"No way..."

"They've already typed out the words 'The End,' are you guys still going to pull some stunts on me, huh?"

"Is this how you play free games?!"

The live stream chat was just filled with comments celebrating the show's conclusion, but the mood instantly changed.

[Here it comes! I knew it!]

[The ending of "Morning and Evening" could be consistently translated as: "Halftime Break."]

[The end? End my foot! This is a classic case of a zombie apocalypse!]

Who was just praising that Chaoxi would finally have a complete ending? Come out and take your punishment!

[Teacher Fang, don't end the broadcast! We'll talk about the standing long jump tomorrow; let's finish watching this today!]

[Physical Education Teacher's Reason for Leave: I personally led the troops last night and caught a slight cold.]

Fang Yan's lips twitched, but before he could retort, the Imperial Seal of the State in the center of the screen lit up once again.

This time, however, there were no mission prompts.

Even the game's original background music has completely disappeared.

The screen gradually darkened, until only the jade seal with a missing corner remained, silently floating in the darkness.

This jade seal is very familiar to all veteran collectors.

At the start of the game, the protagonist buys it back for ten dollars at a night market stall.

Moreover, quite a few people have won merchandise related to this jade seal!

But now, the grand finale has ended.

The crack on the surface of the jade seal suddenly began to slowly heal.

Fang Yan was about to make a joke, but he stopped involuntarily when he saw this.

"Wait, what's going on?"

Followed by.

A very crisp sound rang out.

"Click..."

The last crack closed.

The Imperial Seal of the State, which was originally missing a corner, became completely whole at this moment.

[By the mandate of Heaven, may your life be long and prosperous.]

The next second, a system notification that had never appeared before slowly appeared.

The mandate of heaven has been decided.

The nation's destiny has been set.

A single city in the mortal realm is no longer sufficient to bear the mandate of heaven.

Fang Yan raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire live stream saw a blinding golden light suddenly burst forth from the jade seal.

The screen went white instantly.

When the screen lit up again, everyone was stunned.

This time, it was no longer a modern metropolis, nor were there electric scooters, skyscrapers, or the modern urban area they had seen countless times.

In its place stands an ancient imperial city so magnificent that it seems to stretch endlessly.

Flags fluttered on both sides of the long street, drums resounded from the city tower, and countless people crowded the road, a sea of ​​black people as far as the eye could see.

The scene moves forward continuously from above the imperial city.

Passing through the palace gates and over the many palace walls.

Finally, a magnificent golden palace appeared before everyone.

The camera pans upwards, revealing an emperor in the main hall, wearing a twelve-tassel crown and a black robe with twelve imperial symbols. He holds the imperial seal, which gleams with gold, and stands with his hands behind his back on the jade steps of supreme authority.

At his feet, civil and military officials, holding their tablets, knelt in worship like surging waves!

In the square in front of the palace, 100,000 imperial guards, clad in armor and wielding halberds, knelt on one knee in unison, their weapons forming a forest, their aura as fierce as a tiger swallowing the land!

The sounds converged, almost causing the entire screen to tremble slightly.

"Long live the Emperor..."

"Long live……"

"Long live..."

Fang Yanren was completely dumbfounded! The live stream was even more unbearable.

【? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[Holy crap, what's going on?!]

Where is Dezhu? Where is my beloved Zhao?!

【Wait a minute, isn't this leap a bit too much?】

[Has Teacher Fang really ascended to the throne?!]

Fang Yan himself was also full of question marks.

"have no idea……"

"What's going on?!"

The screen ignored him.

The camera slowly pans across the hall filled with kneeling officials, finally stopping in front of the dragon throne at the highest point.

A person dressed in imperial robes stood there, but his face was not clearly visible.

But in his right hand, he held the Imperial Seal of the State, which was now completely intact.

The narration began for the first time.

"The world has been in chaos for three hundred years."

"The feudal lords rose up one after another, and the heroes vied for supremacy."

"Now, the world is united."

As the sound faded, a vast map of the territory flashed across the screen.

The northern border, the western frontier, the Jiangnan region, the eastern sea—countless regions that were originally independent now all belong to the same color.

The scene then cuts back to the imperial city.

The people outside the city cheered, and the officials inside the palace paid homage.

Fang Yan felt as if his empty heart had been filled again; he felt as if he had truly become the emperor.

He was just about to say a few words of reflection when, a very clear sword cry suddenly rang out from outside the main hall.

"Clang...!"

The sound wasn't loud.

But the sounds of drums and voices throughout the entire imperial city suddenly fell silent.

The people who were cheering looked up.

The officials kneeling in the main hall also changed their expressions.

Even the emperor on the dragon throne slowly raised his head and looked out of the palace.

Fang Yan also subconsciously looked up at the top of the screen.

The clouds parted.

A young man, dressed in a plain white Taoist robe and with long, ink-black hair, stood on a dark blue, ancient flying sword, surrounded by visible frost-white sword energy.

He hovered high in the sky, hands behind his back, riding his sword, slowly and steadily crossing over the entire massive imperial city.

The camera gave the white-robed swordsman a close-up profile.

There was no murderous intent, no hostility, and not even curiosity in his eyes.

Yes, it is only a kind of extreme indifference from a god looking down on the mortal world, a kind of nonchalance that regards all mortals as mere grass and ants.

The sword immortal didn't even glance at the true dragon emperor on the Golden Palace. As he flew over the highest eaves of the imperial city, a wisp of violent sword wind stirred up by his robes instantly shredded the dragon flag of the main hall, which symbolized the supreme imperial power in the human world, into dust.

A cold, ethereal, yet resounding, deep sigh echoed slowly through the heavens and earth:

"In a place where the poor and destitute have vanished, in a land built of mud... how dare they presume to claim supremacy over the world?"