Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

“Hu…” St. Leidon was also sitting on the audience stand.

“Old Wilson.” Seeing the scenes before him, even though he was a saint-level master who had witnessed everything that could happen in the world, he was still emotional. He asked Sword Saint Wilson, who was sitting beside him, “Are you feeling regretful?”

“Regretful of what?” Sword Saint Wilson looked at the stage and asked.

“Regretful that we came to this prosperous world too late.” Looking at the players who were cheering thunderously all over the venue, St. Leidon sighed, “Looking at them, I’m a bit envious.”

“I’m not regretful.” Sword Saint Wilson’s vision seemed to have returned to that almost-collapsed battleground.

In the darkness, the warm light lit up the whole area. Without noticing it, his eyes turned blurry as if he was seeing that radiant light again.

“Arise, my champion!”

If there was a miracle, this was it. “It’s enough to hear this one sentence.”

“You’re right! Friend!” The dwarf king sitting nearby raised a cup of wine and said loudly, “We should write it down. This should be the most impressive sentence for us in World of Warcraft.”

Leidon shrugged and replied, “It’s a pity that I can’t abide by the extremely strict rules for paladins and priests, so I don’t think that I can master resurrection spells in my life. The most that I can achieve is healing spells.”

“I only hope that my son can master the rest.”

“Hahahaha…” Friendly laughter sounded from the people around him.

…

At this moment, the elves were still chatting and discussing, “Do you have any ideas? What should we give to the shop owner?”

“It seems like the shop owner doesn’t need anything…” Helen said.

“Of course, he needs something!” Sala said, “I think the games in his shop need to reach more people.

“The players of the Canglan City Shop are much fewer than those in the Continent of Immortal Relics. I think… we should do some promotions for the shop owner…”

Although that battle had indeed shocked the world, not many people knew how exactly they won the war.

“This shop owner doesn’t know how to do promotions himself,” Sala mumbled in a huff.

“How do we do it…?”

“I tell you…” Sala said in a low voice, “We have many elves. With each of us doing something, it would be enough.”

“Count us in!” The knights from the Golden Griffin Knight Legion and the group of mages and priests led by Dicas chimed in.

“Don’t forget us!” Elina, one of the leaders of the Assassin Brotherhood, leaned over.

Instantly, most players in Canglan City gathered together.

“There’s a saying ‘Over the sea has risen the bright moon, being far apart we share this moment.’” Sala said, “We must share good things with everyone and celebrate it with them.”

“Well said! Well said! We must share good things with everyone!” Elina’s eyes lit up as she agreed to this proposition.

Dicas said, “Maybe we can work together and buy out the time tonight in ‘Magic Night’, the most famous Magic Spell Visual Projection platform, to broadcast the event for us!”

“My goodness…” Elf Sala exclaimed, “I only thought of ‘Elf’s Music’, another Magic Spell Visual Projection platform…”

“We can also use the World Square Projection!” Beside them, Kellybel suggested.

“Ahh-!”

“You… you guys…”

Sala almost passed out, astonished by this suggestion.

If this continued, they would probably have a greater show than the one in which the Judgement Godly Palace showed off their military power.

I only suggested doing some promotions that the influence of our elves can achieve… and you guys…

“This way, we can show it to countless people who want to come but can’t! It’s a win-win situation!”

“We can add tens of millions of cloud players to the audience!” Dicas said firmly.

“Good! Good! Good! This idea is excellent!” They sounded more enthusiastic than the shareholder or even the shop owner while they planned for the future of Origins Internet Club.

…

“Everyone, please give points to the participants of the activities in Qzone. Meanwhile, the first part of the Penguin Bean Winner Guessing Activity will close soon. Please vote for your favorite participants and make your guesses.”

“Wu-! I haven’t bet on anyone yet!” Su Tianji had just finished her boxed meal and said with food in her mouth.

“Little Xue’er, whom did you bet on? Help me make the choice!” As the planner of the event, Nalan Mingxue couldn’t participate in the activities, but she still could join the Penguin Bean Winner Guessing Activity.

“I voted for Xiaoyue.”

“Huh? Xiaoyue participated in the activity?” Su Tianji asked in bafflement.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyue sat in the audience stand as an exchange student of the Heavenly Faction. She was calculating in her mind, Today, I participated the Ready Musician One; I wonder how many snacks I’ll win… hehe…

-In the Jiuhua City Shop-

“Yeah. What did Xiaoyue perform today…?” Dong Qingli also said in bafflement. “How come I don’t remember it…”

“It seems that she performed something…”

“It seems…?”

“Something…?”

“No! No! I can’t vote for her!” Su Tianji immediately turned to other options. “She can’t win.”

…

At this moment, they began to announce the points for the second activity on the stage.

Ning Bi was holding a jade tablet which looked like a communication jade. “Right now, the most popular one…

She glanced at it…

“It comes from Gabriel.”

She read the words on her jade tablet, “I come from the wealthy and aristocratic Black Dragon Family in the Ultimate West Realm. On my most unforgettable day, I came to the Yuanyang City Shop and secretly rescued the girl named Seria with the shop owner.”

“When I first came here, many people told me that this game was free of charge.”

“Many years have passed, and our Black Dragon Family has run out of minerals. Also, my brothers from other families have married and have had children.”

“But no one has offered any marriage proposal to me.”

“However, I’m not envious of them.”

“Whenever I come to the tavern and hear the girl named Seria say to me, ‘Forget me not!’, I know that my heart will never move for anyone else.”

“Gradually, I understood one thing: once in the Dungeon, you will no longer love anyone in the real world.”

Everyone froze for a moment.

– After a while –

“Um… This…” Ning Bi said with sweat on her forehead, “I also played as several characters, and one of them is a nanny (priest). In the game; please don’t tag every equipment with ‘Intelligence’ and try to sell them to the nannies. Nannies really don’t have money.”

“Hahaha! You guys only want to make money off nannies!”

“Amazing!”

“Once in the dungeon, no longer love anyone in the real world! Damn!”

“Hahaha! Another one went crazy!”

At this moment, Ning Bi looked down and said, “Let’s see the next.”

“The most unforgettable thing for me happened in World of Warcraft. Before that incident, I’d never imagined that our elder would act this way.”

It was accompanied by a picture.

An elf was lying on the ground in the picture the illustration showed, Didn’t you tell me to sleep?

“Ah! Who posted this picture?!” Elder Sewell glared at the large group of elves behind her.

Not only did they post the picture, the story was on the top list!

“Not me!”

“Not me!”

“Not me either!”

“…” Mr. Fang almost spasmed and choked with laughter in the shop. “This elf would be beaten to death once caught.”