Rebirth of the Industrial Internet

The annoying roar disappeared, and the once arrogant Emperor Dagran Thaurissan fell to the floor.

In the team channel, no one threw flowers to celebrate; in the YY channel, no one cheered or sang, only the sound of breathing heavily.

Tom swallowed secretly, wiped the sweat from his palms on his T-shirt, and murmured to himself, "SHIT, we really saw the dead! Jack, we must be dreaming, right?"

"Blackstone Abyss" is the last five-person low-level dungeon, and it is also the only way to the lava core. Tom's group of friends and relatives are all Warcraft enthusiasts with the same ordinary skills and ordinary equipment.

There are some common sayings in the game that are circulated among World of Warcraft players, such as a copy refresh cycle, which is called a CD; the gain magic given by the player is called a BUFF; the hatred of other players towards the BOSS, which exceeds that of the tank, is called a CD.

OT…

In the previous few CDs, the friends and family group could only defeat General Angfor, or defeat the emperor and two gods descended from the earth. I never thought that I could defeat the entire "Blackstone Abyss" with my own strength.

Jack shrugged and couldn't help complaining, "Tom, you opened your mouth too wide, and the saliva is flowing on the keyboard... Hurry up and open the BOSS, everyone is waiting to distribute equipment, and my big ax is already thirsty!"

In the official dungeon, his ROLL points have never exceeded 50. As a well-known hacker, the guys have banned him from getting closer than 5 feet to the BOSS. After beating the BOSS, he consciously takes his hands off the keyboard.

The YY channel finally came to life, and the other three people were vying to speak, and began to brag about their sharp operation, coquettish moves, and reasonable use of skills, completely forgetting that they had been struggling for 5 hours.

When Tom saw the drop list, he raised his eyebrows, gave his good friend a wink, and equipped the two-handed axe--the Horrible Avenger. He happily took photos as a souvenir. He just wanted to quickly post it to the idiot, Facebook, so that the little one could

Friends are envious and jealous.

Hearing the noise, he coughed twice, "In the last CD, someone kept getting lost, and someone led him to the patrolling monster, but everyone gave up halfway. This time it went smoothly. Is there any difference? Let's change

Have you killed people, or have the equipment been improved?”

Everyone was speechless. The equipment of a few people had reached its maximum level; the better equipment came from the 40-man large dungeon at the back. The team they were in was only the second group, referred to as spare tires.

A CD can defeat the opening boss in front, which is good, but you can't get new equipment at all.

Jack thought thoughtfully, "Is it the credit of YY's voice? Chatting and spanking can relieve fatigue; during the BOSS battle, we can remind each other of skills, pay attention to positioning, and save skills... Oops, this software seems to be specially developed for us Warcraft players.

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Tom was so excited that he shouted, "ICY Queen is playing high."

After waiting for a moment, he deliberately lowered his tone and said, "I want to tell this secret to the other friends of our second group; as for the first group, that Hanks has such a bad mouth and taunts us on the gang channel every day. I really want to kick his ass."

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Jack snorted coldly, "That's a bastard, we must not tell him..."

Tom frowned, "Jack, my good brother. Listen to me, we are all a gang and we are all a family..."

After muttering for a long time, he finally said, "I have decided that today and tomorrow, all 40 people in our team will download the YY software, pawn other small copies, strengthen themselves, and go to "Lava Core" the day after tomorrow!

As for Hanks, I can only take advantage of that kid."

Jack was aggrieved, but he didn't object. He whispered, "Okay, Jesus! ... You are the BOSS, and you have the final say. I want to log off and leave a message with the Queen of ICY to thank her for her recommendation."

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A new day has arrived, and the atmosphere in the office of Coconut Technology's Suzhou branch is a bit depressing. Everyone walks lightly, not wanting to become the "scapegoat" in the leader's mouth.

Hong Lei handed over the new data and lowered his head to explain, "Master Sun, this is the latest download data. We have promoted it many times in the domestic Warcraft Alliance QQ group, but the number of YY voice downloads is also very low. Foreign IP

The number of visits is also average, not reaching our ideal number.”

He lowered his head and stared at his toes, like an eggplant beaten by frost, not as high-spirited as the day before yesterday.

Sun Buqi flicked the A4 paper that had just come out of the oven and was still warm with his fingers, and raised his eyebrows, "Both of you, are your requirements for yourself too high? This result is already very good."

Sun Xianzhong frowned and said, "Master Sun, you don't need to comfort us. There are more than 50 of us, we have put in so much energy and have forgotten all about food and sleep for half a year. The download data yesterday and today are not as good as the plug-ins made by individuals. How can we be embarrassed!"

The World of Warcraft Coconut plug-in only lost three people, and after half a month of thinking, it launched a new product and became a frequent visitor on the best-selling list of downloads; YY Voice, which used so much manpower and material resources, did not achieve the same effect. As a project manager

Alexander.

Sun Buqi couldn't laugh or cry, "I really didn't say anything sarcastic or blame you. With the new software, players need a certain amount of familiarity and adaptation time, and word-of-mouth also needs time to ferment."

He stood up from the table and sat side by side with the two of them, "We will only succeed when the players type in the game: Players who don't have YY, please leave voluntarily. Believe me, that day will definitely not take too long!"

Sun Xianzhong frowned, "Master Sun, why don't you advertise on the plug-in? The plug-in and YY data cannot communicate with each other, which also affects everyone's enthusiasm."

Sun Buqi nodded and gritted his teeth and promised, "It's already in the plan and is expected to be opened in the second half of the year."

It is difficult for a clever woman to make a living without rice, and there is no surplus food for the landlord's family!

The oil turtles took up most of the funds and gave another 1 million to the foundation. They originally wanted to buy a house in Changsha and buy half a floor as a branch of Changxing Electric Vehicles. In the end, they could only rent it. Bi Sheng was so angry that he cursed for several days.

To realize data interoperability between different software, better servers are needed, all of which require money, and money is never enough.

The boss looked unhappy. Sun Xianzhong scratched his head and sneered, "I'll contact Hou Yantang from Internet Express and try to get more lines..."

Hou Yantang is a World of Warcraft fan. After the national server was launched, he became addicted to the game, and Internet Express has not been updated for a year.

Before the start of Warcraft, Xunlei, founded by Cheng Hao, was overwhelmed. It took advantage of this intermission to catch up and took the lead in using PP technology. Later, it finally turned around.

But in April 2005, Internet Express was still the dominant player in the download market, occupying the vast majority of the market share.

Hong Lei cheered up, "When I was the webmaster of Tomato Garden, I had contact with Pacific, Sky, and Feifan websites, and I also asked them to help promote them."

With his left and right arms re-energized, Sun Buqi shook his head with a smile, returned to his office chair, and continued his unfinished work.

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USA

The president of the Mayan Union was indignant, pounding the table and yelling, "What the hell are the second group doing? The new CD has been refreshed for two days, why haven't I seen any movement from them?"

Hanks smiled and said, "President, our group has defeated the Magma Giant, the Fire Lord, and the Lava Annihilator. We are striving for the CD all-access... The second group is self-aware and is afraid of contaminating the CD. They are always waiting for us.

A summons."

The president nodded, "Some people have received university admission notices and are partying everywhere. Let's spare them this time."

Like the national conditions of other countries, Warcraft players in the United States are mainly college and middle school students.

Every time before and after an exam, there is a low point online. Everyone is busy reviewing before the exam and busy celebrating after the exam.

While several people were complaining, the second group had already assembled and entered the dungeon.

Tom shouted, "I have invited a new conductor, Neo, who will conduct the whole process with the mic on. Everyone cheer up and listen to every command of the conductor. Brothers and sisters, let's all do it. We have exceeded the progress of one regiment. That regiment

The shit won’t come to disgust us.”

After completing the dungeon the day before yesterday, he kindly offered his YY voice, but was ridiculed by Hanks instead, which made him really angry.

The speech just now vented the depression in my heart, and also gave the team a lot of blood.

Neo made a V sign, not sure whether he meant success or the $00 he received... (To be continued)