A bright light appeared on the dim horizon, and the flames that rose into the sky were not festive fireworks, but blazing boulders.

"Kill!"

A heart-wrenching shout came from ahead, the earth trembled, the monsters roared, and a lonely figure appeared on a lonely plain calmly watching the war scene in the night.

The brilliance of magic shone brightly, the roar of arrows obscured the sky, and the sound of swords slashing against iron shields played a deadly prologue.

Mu Qian stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the killing fields below that would appear because of the brilliance of magic, the fierce beasts raging in the crowd, the torrent of charge, and the thick armor could not protect the last tissue paper life.

Woo--There was a horn sound in his ears, and two pots of flames suddenly burst out around him, and Mu Qian found himself standing in front of a huge war picture, when a vague man's body appeared in front of him.

A gentle female voice sounded in his ears: "Welcome to Warcraft, please choose your own race." ”

There are five figures on the huge picture scroll that stand out, all of them are similar figures adjusted to his body, but there is a difference in the subtleties.

Majestic orcs with black hair on their chests, dwarves with a righteous face carrying hammers, Terrans with no change in shape, weak but slender dark elves, and wingmen with thin light wings on their backs.

In the original story of World of Warcraft, there is no choice for the Wingman race for players. But the virtual online game "Warcraft" has made each race very balanced, and the winged people have a racial talent against the sky, but there are also considerable drawbacks, which make players feel quite chicken.

"Terran."

"Please adjust the face of the game character."

Mu Qian symbolically raised his eyebrows to make himself look more energetic, the default hairstyle is medium and long hair, Mu Qian thought about it a little and changed it to a slightly shawl long hair, so that he can be more handsome with the profession he will choose in a while.

It was immediately confirmed.

"The character image was successfully preserved. Please enter your game name, once selected, the game name will be bound to the game character and cannot be changed. ”

There is no name change card to use, Mu Qian doesn't really want to use the 'diving tongs', but he is a little hesitant - if his name is changed, will it have an impact on the development of the 'story' in the future?

After all, in many scenes in dreams, most of them will be teased for this name when they meet someone for the first time, and then successfully open the topic.

Mu Qian, who was standing in front of the mural, fell into some thought, what is the fate of the 'dream'?

Killed!

Wouldn't changing the name fundamentally change the tragedy?

It seems to make sense......

Anyway, it has changed so much, the name is a trivial matter, and Boss Mu is trying to convince himself.

Rebirth is not a replay of the movie, everything is quietly changing. Besides, he now controls Qianfeng Studios, owns a large group company, and privately acquires several other famous large game studios, and contracts potential star players that he can't count at his fingertips.

Must be the name of the whole domineering point! The kind that can cooperate with his tiger body to exude a strong aura!

Isn't it just a change of name, what kind of man is looking forward and looking backwards!

It's changed!

So he wrote the four Chinese characters he had been brewing for a long time in the virtual input box: the first holy sword.

Bite! System Prompt: The game name is already in use.

Is it okay to ...... 'reforge the broken sword'?

Bite! System Prompt: The game name is already in use.

Scratching his head, naming is really not what he is good at, it is better to let him research a new type of stock. He has now landed in the game half a month late for most players, and many names with literary value, scientific connotation, and better sounds have been registered.

It is normal for the domineering 'Xiang Wangzhizi', 'Lao Mu next door', and 'Admiral Mu' not to pass; and it is understandable that the 'Liu Xia Bai', 'Ximen Qing', and 'Cai Juelun' of the literary and artistic points have been preemptively registered, and they are all well-known historical classics.

But 'I love a piece of firewood', 'Smile and half a step crazy', 'The best crane top red', the strange medicine names that Mu Qian came up with after thinking hard didn't have the slightest room for him to interfere, and the whole person suddenly felt not very good.

In the end, I was sad and indignant to find that even the word 'Mu Qian' was used!

It's just too much!

With a move in his heart, he typed four words in the input box, and he really passed.

Bite! Are you sure you want to use the game name?

Pursing his lips, a firm gaze crossed Mu Qian's eyes: "Sure." ”

As soon as the picture on the mural turned, reliefs of weapons appeared in front of him, and whichever relief he approached with his hand, the reliefs would shine with their own luster.

Short swords, long swords, daggers, bows and arrows, staves, wooden staffs, knight spears, and shields, which represent the five major class systems in the game: war, law, herdsman, bow, and thief; and the eighteen open combat classes subdivided.

In the dream, he was a warrior who used to use a two-handed broadsword, and after six years, he became a high-end broadsword swordsman at that time.

This kind of big sword, which can best reflect the masculinity and the spirit of a king, is simply not too suitable for Mu Qian's temper. Both hands grasped the hilt of the great sword, and the firmness in his gaze made the system directly omit the inquiry.

The earthquake trembled, and he took out the mighty broadsword from the mural. Cobweb-like gaps appeared in the mural, and bright light gradually leaked through the cracks.

Mu Qian subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands, and then felt that the game character he designed coincided with him. As soon as his feet were empty, the whole person fell backwards uncontrollably, the broadsword in his hand seemed to be dragged away by someone, and an artifact was lost and lost.

Three meters into the air, he fell firmly on the hard ground, and there was a pain in the back of his head, and he was a little dizzy. Naturally, he knew that this was the normal physical reaction that would occur when he first logged into the game, and the game showed it in another way that was easy to accept.

And this kind of pain also makes people suddenly feel that this is in the real world, and the thinking is completely substituted into it.

When I opened my eyes, the sky was full of black smoke, and when I turned my head slightly, all I saw were broken walls.

"You're alright, young man!"

An old woman appeared in his field of vision on crutches, anxiously picked him up, took out a kettle and fed him a sip of water.

Qing Shui went down, and he gradually felt the presence of his limbs, and the word 'ESC' also appeared on the player's interface. This is what he mentioned in his previous strategy for Mu Zifeng, the adaptation process that can be omitted and the short plot background at the beginning of the game.

Anyway, he wasn't in a hurry, so he chose to continue watching, and he felt a little nostalgic in his heart.

Under the kneading and patting of the old grandmother, he seemed to have opened shackles one after another, and a trace of strength gradually appeared. Struggling to stand up, listening to the system prompts, he adaptively took two steps backwards and forwards, left and right.

With a ding, the familiar female voice continued in his ear:

"Players can switch between 'Player Perspective' and 'Raw Perspective' on their own. In the player's perspective, there are many virtual buttons, which can mobilize many functions such as attribute boards, warehouses, battle records, call logs, friend options, guild options, leaderboards, etc. Players can set the interface options on the player perspective settings screen......"

There were all kinds of cumbersome settings, but Mu Qian didn't have any impatience, and completed all kinds of guidance one by one, although this kind of guidance task did not have any experience and gold rewards.

After more than ten minutes, the gentle female voice finally said 'I wish you a happy game' and disappeared, replaced by the old grandmother's laughter:

"It's really good that you're okay, that ferocious gooing beast knocked you unconscious just now, it's really scary."

The old woman smiled and sorted out the dirty patches on his body. Mu Qianmuran nodded, and when he turned his head, he could see the grass huts being built next to this war site.

"The village was destroyed by those hateful monsters, but fortunately, a patrol of cavalry saved us, how are you recovering?"

"Much better," Mu Qian clenched his fists, a sense of security that made him feel extremely solid in his heart, and this long-lost power suddenly returned again.

"The construction of the village is needing a lot of manpower, so go over there and have a look!" The old woman smiled and patted him on the back and instructed, "Young people are when they are strong, don't be lazy, you must set an example for those young people!" ”

Mu Qian nodded and didn't say anything, hid his information, and walked towards the grass huts.

Without the tall body of an orc, without the elegant aura of an elf, his back is unpretentious, and his steps are steady and powerful, a little more calm than those players who rush to do tasks in a panic. It was as if everything he could see was under his control.

The old woman muttered, "What a different young man." ”

The number of players in a starter village is 100 at a time, and when the maximum number is reached, a new mirror map will be opened. As soon as Mu Qian walked into the village, several hurried players ran past him, rushing towards the muscular orc blacksmith.

There was a golden question mark above the blacksmith's head, and Mu Qian's target was also this guy, but the interaction of characters in the virtual world needed to be carried out one by one, and he could only stand behind a few people and wait.

An elven archer with an arrow bag on his back wanted to squeeze in from Mu Qian's side, Mu Qian frowned slightly, and moved his steps without a trace, but simply blocked the direction in which the guy intervened.

"Dude, can you let me cut in line, I'm in a hurry."

"I'm afraid not." Mu Qian shook his head and rejected the proposal, but a familiar scene suddenly appeared in front of his eyes......

In the dream, the archer pushed him away from the queue, and his insulting words caused the two to fist and kick. As a result, the two formed a grudge in the novice village, and they fought after breaking away from the novice protection at level 30, but later because they didn't find the archer, the matter was over.

Unexpectedly, this time the archer didn't cut in, so he could only mumble in a low voice with an obscure face, but now Mu Qian is too lazy to bother with him.

Anyway, in the future, he will not be able to find a shadow, and Boss Mu's vision and bearing are no longer what they used to be.

A few minutes later, Mu Qian finally approached the blacksmith, and the blacksmith's 'habitual' eyes lit up, and he said a formulaic dialogue: "It turned out to be the strongest masked emperor in the village!" Looks like you can't wait to get your first weapon! But you'll need to contribute enough to the village and collect enough materials before I can craft this weapon for you! ”

Bite! System Prompt: Accept the quest 'First Weapon'.

Objective: Raised the character level to level 15 (0/1).

Mu Qian nodded to leave, but heard a mockery behind him:

"Cut, I'm really not afraid to laugh off my big teeth, I dare to use a name like Kamen King!"

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