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Chapter 80: The House with the Black Tower

The sunlight shines through the gap in the curtains, announcing the end of the night.

An Yi moved the little hand on her belly away and slowly sat up.

Heita was sleeping soundly on her side. The girl's cheeks were rosy, her little mouth was slightly opening and closing, and she was talking sweetly in her sleep.

She was wearing a simple and cool suspender pajamas, with the right shoulder strap pushed aside, revealing a piece of pure whiteness to the air.

Such a good sleeping posture...

An Yi couldn't help but gently pinch Heita's face, then helped her lift the quilt that had already reached her belly to cover up the scene.

An Yi got out of bed and slipped into the kitchen.

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Perhaps he was really relaxed, Heita began to dream, which was rare for him.

The beginning of the dream was very far away. It was the story before she showed herself as Black Tower and had not yet gained her current ability and status.

That was her life on a troubled planet called Azure.

It was a story she had already laughed off. Apart from the boring study process on that planet, the content of the dream depicted the 19 world-destroying disasters that this fateful planet had encountered.

The Black Tower had seen people in a city die painfully from a mutated virus, and had also seen swarms of insects from outer space devouring mountains...

In the face of these disasters, she stood up. As an ordinary talented girl at that time, she was questioned by others, how she resisted the pressure from foreign enemies, and how she sat on the city wall and looked at the saved city with a satisfied smile on her face.

Gradually, as Black Tower's ability and knowledge grew, the disasters on the Azure Star were no longer a problem for her.

At this time, another unsolvable problem came to Black Tower - she could not change her lifespan.

Faced with the successive deaths of his relatives and friends, Heita also cried unwillingly.

Finally, when Heita herself was about to reach the end of her life, she finally found a way to refuse death.

But her previous experiences still haunted her, causing her pain every time she thought about them.

If you don't care about these, you won't feel pain anymore. With this thought in mind, Heita put on a mask called "no empathy" and only focused on her own interests...

She once had a home...

These backgrounds, which were briefly mentioned, are the vicissitudes of the Black Tower over two lifetimes over a hundred years.

The long dream is coming to an end, and a whiff of sweet fragrance enters the dream.

Heita sniffed, raised his hand and touched the place around him. After finding that An Yi was not around, he opened his eyes and looked towards the kitchen.

If you listen carefully, you can also hear the sound of cooking.

Heita sat up, and the quilt naturally slipped down. Her small hands accurately grabbed the suspenders that were sliding down and put them back on her delicate shoulders.

He quietly got out of bed, walked to the kitchen door, and looked inside.

An Yi was stirring the scrambled eggs skillfully, and the toaster next to him had already ejected two half-toasted slices of bread. The toasted slices exuded the aroma of wheat.

Heita stared at his back in a daze and pursed his lips unconsciously.

As if sensing someone watching him, An Yi turned his head and saw the black tower leaning against the door frame and looking at him.

That cute little look is very similar to the sneaky cat emoticon.

An Yi couldn't help but smile and said, "Are you awake? I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't call you. It just so happens that I'm almost done here. Go wait for me at the table."

Heita walked into the kitchen subconsciously: "I want to help too."

"Okay."

Heita silently took the porcelain plate with the fried eggs, recalled the dream just now, and the softness in his heart was touched again.

"An Yi."

"Ok?"

“It looks delicious!”

The black tower raised its head.

The lilac eyes were filled with moisture and tenderness.

After spanning two lifetimes and hundreds of years, and passing through two worlds, I now have a home again.

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After eating this breakfast, which can perhaps be called lunch in terms of time.

An Yi simply rinsed the plate. Since there was not much oil in it, it was particularly easy to rinse.

When I came out of the kitchen, I saw that Heita had already opened his laptop. He opened the small broken station with ease and refreshed the live broadcast room of the Star Dome Railway District.

"Watching the live broadcast." An Yi patted Heita's shoulder.

"Yes, isn't the internal beta going to be launched soon? I see a lot of uploaders are waiting. Why do I feel like you're not as concerned as I am?" Heita pulled An Yi to sit next to him: "Aren't you curious about the players' reactions?"

"Of course I am curious, but compared to you, Heita, you are more attractive." An Yi let go of the mouse and lifted Heita's chin: "We have reviewed all the contents of the game. We have reviewed them many times."

"It's not dark yet, just watch the live broadcast." Heita shook his little head, and his snow-white jaw was freed from the evil fingers. Then he bit his lip and whispered, "Not now, it still hurts a little..."

Upon hearing this, An Yi was incoherent for a moment:

"Uh...then watch the live broadcast. Watch the live broadcast."

Heita looked at An Yi frantically picking up the mouse and burst out laughing: "You~ Tell me, are you confident in this game?"

"……of course!"

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Small broken station.

The live broadcast room of a soup dumpling.

Tang Baibai sat in front of the computer, wiped the lenses of his glasses with a glasses cloth, then put his glasses back on, looked at the countdown on the screen with ten minutes left, breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a little expectant.

She is a UP host on Bilibili, and usually broadcasts some casual games. Because of her outrageous bad luck, she is called the best friend of the unlucky ones.

She is very fond of the two-dimensional world and has been following Xingtie from the very beginning. She can be said to be one of the original fans.

But when he learned that there were only 5000 spots available for the internal test, Tang Baibai no longer had much hope. More than 300 million people were competing for 5000 activation codes.

She is not a koi fish...

It turned out that she was not included in the 1000 activation codes drawn during the preview live broadcast. Originally, Tang Baibai was thinking about spending some money to get an activation code.

Then she discovered that her competitors had already driven up the price of activation codes to tens of thousands.

Being a host is all about popularity, and they spend a lot of money to get this popularity.

Tang Baibai also secretly smacked his lips, and then made a resolute decision!

Give up the bidding!

What a joke, she is just an amateur anchor, and her fleet only has a dozen captains. She really doesn't dare to gamble so much.

As a result, at 0:4000, Tang Baibai was one of the lucky winners who had made reservations on the official website.

Thinking of this, Tang Baibai couldn't help but thank Mi Huyou all over in his heart.

In the live broadcast room, Tang Baibai posted a picture.

He said, "Oh, I just graduated from elementary school this year and I can hardly read. Is there any kind person who can help me figure out what this means?"

Several old fans in the live broadcast room immediately stopped their listening mode and prepared to see what new things the anchor had done. Some of the old fans' hand speed was faster than the speed of light.

"What do you mean by husband? I want to check your academic qualifications!"

"I can vouch for Tang Bao that she had indeed just graduated from elementary school."

Chapter 81: Betrayal! The wound of betrayal will never heal!

But when the fans saw the content of the picture clearly, they almost bit their teeth off.

All I saw was the reservation activity on Mihoyo’s official website.

On it, in black and gold letters, it clearly reads [Congratulations to the pioneers for obtaining the internal test qualification. Please collect your tickets and wait for departure.]

This is clearly the page where you have successfully applied for the internal testing qualification!

This is a version that was deliberately magnified by Tang Baibai, as if he wanted to stuff the four big words "internal beta qualification" into the audience's eyes.

"Ah? Tangbao! You!"

"Hurry up and tell me you photoshopped it!"

"Tang Bao, I've been your fan for ten years, can I give you a gift..."

Tang Baibai looked at the comments and rolled his eyes. He then changed the title of the live broadcast room to "Star Dome Railway Internal Test Expert!" and then laughed, "It's not Photoshop. I got it myself. Anyway, the server will be open in 8 minutes. I can't lie to anyone."

Tang Baibai's tone was sincere, and this action directly triggered the resentment from the vast Africa in the live broadcast room.

"You mua, betrayal! This is a betrayal to us non-Africans! The wound of betrayal will never heal!"

Everyone in the live broadcast room expressed their disbelief at the same time. They painfully discovered that a soup dumpling that was obviously from the unlucky friend had actually become so lucky, and it was damn good.

We are all brothers in the live broadcast room. As brothers, we don’t wish you bad things.

But you have an unfinished house and you just need to eat simple meals every day.

Who told you to switch to a big house and eat delicacies every day? !

Tell me quickly, this is the activation code you paid to get from others, just to tease everyone in the live broadcast room, for a moment of vanity, you spent several dabuluo, and now you can only drink water to fill your stomach at night!

You are so vain, you deserve to die, Tangbao!

Because Tang Baibai changed the title of the live broadcast to Star Dome Railway, a group of players who were interested in Star Dome Railway flocked into the live broadcast room.

Everyone is a potential pioneer who did not get the activation code but wants to be the first to see the game content.

With the influx of new viewers, the direction of the barrage has gradually turned into expectations for the game.

"Let the bus start! Why isn't it starting yet?"

"Don't worry, there are still five minutes."

"Five minutes? How many five minutes are there in a lifetime? You want me to wait?!"

"Probably more than six million."

"6..."

"To be honest, this music is really nice. Is it the original soundtrack of the game?"

"..."

Tang Baibai was delighted as he watched the rapidly scrolling comments in the live broadcast room.

She is just a small anchor and has never seen such a thing before.

In the past, when she was live streaming, even during the peak period, there were only about a thousand people watching. But today, just by opening the countdown interface of Star Tie, there were nearly ten thousand people waiting with her.

Don't even think about it!

However, with so many people, differences of opinion will naturally arise.

This is what is commonly referred to as "circle" culture.

In fact, this kind of culture exists in every field to a greater or lesser extent. People in the circle decide their closeness based on their positions, protecting their own people and alienating "outsiders".

In essence, it follows the logic of "taking sides and distinguishing between enemies and friends".

Tang Baibai looked at the comments for a few minutes and roughly identified three of the circles.

The first are those who support Star Tie, the second are those who look down on Star Tie, and the third are neutral passers-by.

Each of these three groups had infiltrated some of the groups, played the opposite role, or acted as the rationalist. In short, they were making a lot of noise in the live broadcast room.

“…It’s so funny. The internal test hasn’t even started yet, and Mihoyo has already hired guards.”

"With so much cleaning, how can the quality of the game be good? How much money does Mihoyo give? Let's make money together."