Looking at the rowdy audience below.
Zhao Ming opened his mouth to remind everyone:
"But let say this first."
"The difficulty of this National War Dungeon[Battle of Stalingrad]is very high, very high, very high, so players who want to challenge the[Stalingrad dal]must be well prepared."
"As for how high the difficulty is...maybe as high as several floors."
"Due to the difficulty, this National War Dungeon[Battle of Stalingrad]allows teaming up, so players can team up with top experts or choose NPCs to supplent as team mbers."
"If players can perform spectacular operations in such a high-difficulty dungeon, then surely there won’t be a lack of players giving likes."
"So the rewards are quite rich...."
Below the stage.
Fang Ming, Mo Xiaomo, Yu Feng, and other top strears from Celestial Shark were all holding their devices to live stream the conference with Zhao Ming on the stage.
In Fang Ming’s live stream room.
Sitting below, Fang Ming looked at Zhao Ming’s reminder on stage with so suspicion and spoke to the live stream:
"Is this Old Thief Zhao...talking nonsense or what?"
"Difficulty as high as several floors? What kind of difficulty is that."
"Can’t be harder than the[Battle of Moscow], right?"
Fang Ming thought for a mont, during the Battle of Moscow challenge, he fought against Imperial soldiers in the ice and snow and broke through.
He was chased for fifteen full days.
That difficulty level was already considered top-notch, and he completed it.
The[Battle of Stalingrad]shouldn’t be harder than that, and it still seems to be sumr in the ga, from the survival and combat perspective.
Sumr is a bit more comfortable than winter.
At least there’s no need to jump into the river to escape while being chased in heavy winter clothing, turning into a stray dog....
The viewers in the live stream room were also sending comnts one after another.
[Exactly, we’re all veterans, what have we not seen before, I’ll see how tough it is.]
[Toughness? I’ve experienced the death of catching a shell with my face, what’s left to see.]
[What if Old Thief Zhao is baiting us, then ends up with sothing big?]
[No way, is this guy really not planning to be human?]
[When did this guy ever act like a human.... By the way, strear, have you prepared the fruit? When people start throwing, you also take a crack, and I’ll send you starship gifts.]
Seeing the starship, Fang Ming smiled:
"Sure, sure."
Saying that, he reached out to take two oranges from the fruit platter placed in front of him.
Next to him, Yu Feng also took two, the two of them smiled at each other in agreent.
Next to them, Mo Xiaomo shook her head, then reached out to take two....
But imdiately, Mo Xiaomo spoke righteously to the live stream:
"I’m doing this to vent for you guys."
"I might sacrifice the strear’s prospects!"
"Throw a free little star~"
"The conference is about to end soon, when there are many people, I’ll strike quietly, hehe~"
On stage.
With the announcent of[Battle of Midway]and[Battle of Stalingrad]concluded, the Polestar conference also ca to an end.
The next part was the fan photo session.
First, a group of strears and players were allowed to stand on stage for a group photo, but it was strange that these strears and players were all holding various fruits.
Zhao Ming had backed far away, not giving the players a chance to strike at all.
At this mont.
In Duan Yu’s live stream room.
Looking at the strears and players on stage for group photos, Duan Yu and the viewers in the live stream were all in "watching the drama" mood:
"It’s about to start, it’s about to start."
"At this distance, should be able to hit, right?"
With the ’click’ in the live stream!
A flash passed, the photo was taken.
The strears and players on stage turned together, looking at Zhao Ming dozens of ters away, Zhao Ming looked innocent, shrugged his shoulders.
Soone shouted ’smash that pit-digging guy!’ at the top of their lungs.
Fruits filled the sky like a waterfall, flying towards Zhao Ming’s location, Zhao Ming wasn’t fazed, lightly laughed and shook his head.
Then....
Fruits passed through Zhao Ming’s body.
In an instant.
The strears and players on stage, along with those watching the live stream, were dumbfounded.
What the heck?
The next second.
Zhao Ming waved his hand with a smile, then his figure turned illusory and disappeared, and everyone realized, was this a virtual projection?!
When did this guy switch?
No way!
Damnit! Was he using a virtual projection to host from the very beginning?!
Shit!!!
In Duan Yu’s live stream room.
Duan Yu and the viewers, dumbfounded, watched as Zhao Ming disappeared, and Zhao Ming’s projections appeared all over the stage, just in fixed poses.
That’s when they realized it, and after a while, Duan Yu managed to say one thing:
"Impressive."
Hosting a conference using a virtual projection, this guy seems to know exactly what he’s doing, then seeing those dozen fixed-pose Zhao Mings, Duan Yu looked puzzled:
"It really is a ’photo’ session."
"All kinds of photo poses, players just have to join in."
"So clever."
Just saying that.
The ga interface popped up with a non-stop update notification.
"Huh?"
"The update’s starting already?"
Duan Yu imdiately clicked the update button.
anwhile, at the conference, the strears and players.
After being dumbfounded, and realizing they couldn’t do anything to Zhao Ming, quickly turned their attention to those dozen fixed photo pose Zhao Ming projections.
Soon, various codic group photos started appearing online.
The trending on Federation Headline exploded.
#Top-notch awareness, virtual projection hosting a conference#
#Shaless Old Thief Zhao!#
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