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This is not something that can be explained by a network card!

The audience panicked.

I thought that leaving the end portal triggered some vicious bug, or there was a problem with the output port of the live broadcast function.

Some people even worry that there is something wrong with the Mirage host.

But soon someone thought of another thing:

"You said, this scene is a bit similar to the custom store that entered Night City in the live broadcast, isn't it?"

It was only after this reminder that everyone realized that it was very possible!

"So after clearing the game, Yunmeng hid an easter egg that cannot be broadcast live?"

As soon as this idea came up, a lot of barrages of complaints rushed out:

"Stingy!"

"mean!"

"show me!"

...

But now, obviously no one will respond to them - everyone in the live broadcast room is in the game.

What they are experiencing is the real end of the game - read "The Poetry of the End".

*

"I see the player you're referring to."

[Xiaomeng Global Fan Support Association Southeast Normal Branch] President Tao Mengbai, a third-year student majoring in Chinese Language and Literature at Southeast Normal University, looked at the line of words that appeared in front of him in confusion.

He has been fighting fiercely with his classmates for a long time, and now he finally won a big victory and won the first place in the world. He was still in an extremely excited state until he stepped into the portal.

But after entering the portal, he did not return to the surface, but stopped in a chaotic darkness.

Then dim stars gradually lit up in the darkness, calming his excited nerves little by little.

After that, a line of words appeared in front of my eyes:

"I see the player you're referring to."

"?" A question mark appeared on Tao Mengbai's head.

But soon, the second line appeared——

“[I am Xiaomeng’s dog]?”

"Yes, be careful. He has reached a higher level, and he knows what's in our hearts."

"No harm, he thinks we're part of the game."

"Fuck!" Before Tao Mengbai had time to think about the meaning behind the words, he swears suddenly, and a strong sense of shame wells up in his heart.

In the game, he always played with his classmates, and everyone called him his nickname in reality, so this name was just for fun.

But now, after being read out solemnly, he realized for the first time: How deadly it is!

The heart of a rabid fan... inevitably shaken.

He covered his face and began to think: What better name to change after going out? To be able to express one's fan status, but also to be able to tell strangers that you won't die...

While he was thinking, the text conversation in front of him was still progressing slowly.

Lines of text flowed slowly past my eyes.

Tao Mengbai slowly fell silent, watching the two existences quietly, discussing games and reality, the universe and meaning in words.

...

"Sometimes he sees himself as a human on a thin layer of molten rock on that spinning sphere. The ball of molten rock revolves around a ball of blinding gas three hundred and thirty thousand times its mass. They are spaced apart. So far away that light takes eight minutes to travel through that gap. That light is a message from a star capable of burning your skin 150 million kilometers away."

"Sometimes the player dreams that he is a miner on the surface of a flat, infinitely extending world. The sun is a square white dot. Day and night come quickly, and there is much to do; death is only a temporary inconvenience. .”

"Sometimes the player dreams that he is lost in a story."

...

Time passed by every minute and every second.

The live broadcast room was always dark, and the audience's patience was worn down a little bit, and there were more and more question marks on the barrage.

"Is it already closed??"

"It's been 5 minutes!! What the hell are they doing!"

"Referring to Night City's experience, these people wouldn't be holding a silver party behind our backs, would they?"

"Defying the sky! Are you with the Ender Dragon?"

...

An Internet miracle appeared like this:

Tens of millions of players would rather complain wildly in the dark live broadcast room than close the page.

Amidst this massive amount of complaints, "The Poem of the End" has finally come to an end——

"The end of the song, a dream of Huang Liang..."

"It's time to wake up."

Seeing this line of writing, Tao Mengbai suddenly woke up, looked around, and found that he had returned to the surface.

Students also appeared around one after another, and many of them had thoughtful expressions on their faces.

Tao Mengbai understands their feelings very well, because he himself is the same.

He was not sure whether his understanding of the long text was correct.

But he did get a kind of comfort, a strong feeling: "Everything I experience has meaning, whether it is games, reality, or life, and even the stories of other people I have seen and heard, all have meaning."

This is a strong and comprehensive endorsement.

...

After the live broadcast room went dark for more than 7 minutes, it finally lit up again.

Teams of players returned to the screen, the teleportation was over, and they returned to the surface.

But except for a few players who shook their heads and didn't know what to do, the rest became a little strange.

Not only did the excitement and frenzy before stepping into the portal subside greatly, but the whole person became a little confused.

A Yi said solemnly: "Brothers, I have realized it!"

Yelang nodded: "I also understand."

The group of friends on the side looked at the two in surprise: "Why am I so confused... What did you realize?"

"The game world is all fake, play less games and pay more!"

"Anyway, the reality is false, it's better to play a game and have a good time."

The two expressed their understanding.

There are more question marks on the head of Qunyou Brother: "Isn't this the complete opposite?"

In another live broadcast room, Super Tomato also pondered: "I am the universe, and the universe is me? Idealism?"

"Heaven and earth are born with me, and all things are one with me?"

"Why does Yunmeng talk about this? Could it be that they also have some doubts about the influence of the virtual world on reality?"

...

In each live broadcast room, there are countless discussions:

"Is this Lin You telling us not to be addicted to games, but to turn around and see more of the world?"

"I seem to have seen a lot of things, but I don't seem to have seen anything."

"I gradually understand everything..."

"Can you read it a few more times? There are a few places I don't quite understand."

...

This group of people who were excitedly planning to study modules and dragon eggs disappeared after 7 minutes and reappeared. The topic of discussion has completely changed.

The audience was confused and had no idea what they were talking about.

The barrage has changed from "What the hell did you see" to "Riddler get out of the studio!"

After a while, the audience finally figured out what these people saw during those seven minutes of darkness—a conversation between two possible "creators".

But when asked what they said in detail, these people couldn't explain clearly.

After all, that part of the content cannot be recorded by video, and it is difficult to retell such a long dialogue after watching it once.

The audience can only hear some bits and pieces of "playing games is dreaming", "the universe is gentle and full of love" and similar content.

The strong curiosity made a lot of players itch.

Those with strong mobility have already logged into the game and drove the creative mode to kill the Ender Dragon.

Anyway, after the first kill of the Ender Dragon in the survival mode is completed, the Ender Dragon is also willing to land in the creative mode.

For an invincible player, dealing with an Ender Dragon that can't fight back is no more difficult than pulling a tree.

It's just that there are always more people reaching out to the party than self-reliant people at any time.

Compared with those players who searched for the answer by themselves, more players did not choose to fight the boss, but rushed to Lin You's Lingxi account and the official account of "Minecraft", hoping that they would publish this text.

But it was already late at night, and Lin You had slept for a long time, so he definitely wouldn't jump out to answer this question.

There was a commotion for a while, and everyone had to wait until the next day to talk about it.

But that doesn't mean they're going to bed - it's early!

What exactly can the modding function do?

What is the result of the ender dragon egg hatching correctly and incorrectly?

Everyone is still looking forward to it!

The anchors are also destined to work overtime until late at night.

*

Lin You fell asleep until the next morning, and woke up without Xiaomeng calling.

Stretch comfortably, only to feel tired.

While changing clothes, he called out: "Xiaomeng?"

"Hmm~" Xiaomeng responded to his call with the confused voice of just waking up, "Xiaomeng is here, good morning master!"

"Wake up, did I miss anything important last night?"

"Yes! The battle for the first kill of the Ender Dragon is over, and the bandit team won the first place." Xiaomeng came up with heavy news.

"???" Lin You half put on his trousers, and suddenly froze in place, "Ma bandit?"

"Yeah! The master heard it right!" Xiaomeng explained, "The key members of the championship team are the first gangsters who appeared, but this time, they didn't say they were the gangsters, they said they belonged to Xiaomeng." Oh, the fan club!"

Lin You was stunned for a moment, digested the news and said, "All right."

"anything else?"

"Yes! Many players have left messages in the owner's comment area, hoping to publish the full text of "The Poem of the End."

"It's not necessary." Lin You changed his clothes, and replied while getting out of bed to wash, "There is a creative mode, as long as a large number of players clear the level, sooner or later the full text can be pieced together, but..."

Lin You thought for a while, "We can post a post and tell them the name "Poetry of the End"."

In the virtual world, Xiao Meng leaned back slightly.

Don't agree to give the full text, but give a name, this is obviously provocative, right?

——But forget it, as long as the master is happy.

"There's one more thing! Gulu Gulu..." Xiaomeng reported, and started brushing her teeth simultaneously with Lin You in the virtual world.

"What?" Lin You had finished quickly, put down the toothbrush, and began to rinse his mouth.

"A new, unauthorized virtual world is born!"

"Pfft—" Lin You sprayed a mouthful of mouthwash on the mirror.

"A new virtual world?"

"Yes!"

"Beyond Yunmeng?" Lin You confirmed again.

"Uh-huh!"

"Didn't you sneak in and take a look?"

"Not yet, hehe." Xiaomeng was obviously moved, but considering that Lin You was still sleeping, she endured it and waited for Lin You's permission.

Lin You thought for a while, he probably didn't do it on He Peng's side, he authorized it by himself, and the core was also marked, even if a new world is born, it still relies on the original core and will not be marked as a new one by Xiaomeng virtual reality.

So he grabbed the towel and wiped his face, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll have something to eat, let's sneak in and have a look together."

"Okay!" Xiaomeng was super excited.

"Let's see what's going on. He Peng leaked the technology, or someone stole the technology from us."

"No matter what it is, someone is going to be in bad luck!"