I'm such an old god, so sorry

"Wait... Xiude, do you mean that you want multiple users to use this game together?"

Fatisina suddenly interrupted, the concept of online games is not yet fully mature on Ainfal, and Xiude is the one who put forward such a bold idea.

"Yes, I hope the final product can provide an almost perfect second world for tens of millions of people to use at the same time."

"That kind of calculation..."

Fatisina used her elemental brain to make a rough estimate...

Wings of Dawn, it's just for it!

"Youlan Shenxuan, huh?"

"Of course, except for the mighty power of my lord, it is impossible to reproduce such a miracle."

Xiude affirmed that in fact, he did not use the power of the Lord of the Blue to solve it roughly, otherwise this game is not a simple visual simulation. The Lord of the Blue can create a dream world and completely restore all the senses. Even copy the full mirror image of real characters and fill it in.

But if the game is too real, it is not fun. Compared with realism, Xiude is more game-like.

In fact, most of the programming and server of this game were completed by Murdul, and Xiude gave part of the authority of Feiyue to Murdul. This ring of God is nestled in God's Domain every day, and it took half a year to complete the beta version.

The idea of ​​using Feiyue to carry out cultural invasion has long been rooted in Xiude’s mind. It’s just that he didn’t have a useful programmer before, and he has not been able to put it into action. Now he can complete a project that is both pleasing to others and pleasing himself. Game again.

The first test version uses the background of the Battle of Twilight, and then slowly updates, throwing out the version of the ancient Shibaizer Empire, so that the people of Ainfar understand what kind of race the Star Citizen is.

Also let the people of the starry sky understand what alien races are like.

Most of the conflicts in the world stem from the inability to understand each other. Once the recognition and love for each other's culture is created, the power of doves will surely rise.

Well, Xiude can't make it anymore. He just wants to solve the problem while playing super awesome VR games.

"You can ask me any questions. I will adjust this afternoon and put this beta version on the celebration for public download."

"After the Gladiolus Celebration, there will be an additional category of art awards."

Sinovid said.

"Isn't it art that can carry culture and give people a deep impression?"

Xiude said with a smile, but in his heart he wanted to give orders to Murdur to complete the development of subsequent versions as soon as possible. Although the other rings of the gods are not in this professional, but they have lived so long, they must be a little proficient in some programming. Forget it.

Eternal God chooses the command to be the oracle of the Lord of Youlan, this is to let the ring of God enjoy the blessing of 007!

See how good the Lord of Youlan treats his attendants!

Xiude enthusiastically wrote down the improvement points summarized by Fatisina and Sinovide, and ran out with Feiyue in the afternoon.

And after a morning of warm-up, the Gladiolus Celebration has gradually entered a better place.

The people who eat melons have fun and continue to go shopping, and the contestants who are going to participate in the celebration are ready to exhibit their works.

The first to be evaluated was painting, an extremely ancient and enduring art form.

With the authority of the empire's painting circles, His Majesty the Emperor William led a group of reviewers to look over them one by one.

Of course, it is not that all the works of crooked melons and jujubes have to pass the emperor's eyes. Before the works are put in the park, there will be a round of preliminary review, specifically to brush down those mediocre and mediocre works.

In the past, some contestants said that things like art are different from person to person. What if there is an art that is far beyond this era in the paintings?This is not fair!

I'm sorry, the reviewers of the first review all have deep knowledge. If your work is not recognized, no matter how advanced, it must not belong to this era. I suggest the author to commit suicide, which may attract some attention.

Chapter 43: Loving the People as a Son, a Good Emperor

After attending the ceremony in the morning, William threw the heavy and clumsy crown gown on the street. Except for the precious crown, which was snatched by his servants, all other royal supplies were sent out for the imperial citizens on the street to pick up at will.

Of course, it is limited to young and beautiful female citizens.

His Majesty the Emperor is reluctant to let men take away his underwear. After all, the atmosphere of gladioli is relatively open, and the good of Longyang is also popular. As far as William himself knows, his popularity among male citizens is not much inferior to female citizens.

William expressed respect for the people's sexual orientation, but also said that his orientation was normal.

Casually draped in a red royal jacket with gold rims, William wandered the park trails with a light smile, followed by a group of art critics for the celebration.

"Your Majesty, please take a look at the works below."

"Your Majesty, my painting..."

"His Majesty....."

Under the expectations and eager words of the contestants, William maintained a calm attitude. He carefully reviewed each painting and gave a fair opinion. Even if he felt unsatisfied, he would let other reviewers behind him rate him. If the score is really ugly, it will euphemistically say that you have 8 lines. Go back and practice more.

No one would be too aggressive in front of the emperor, because William looked young, but he used his outstanding talent to prove that he was the number one artist of the Gladiolus Empire... at least he was one of the strongest artists in authority.

Perhaps William's image in the military is not so beautiful, but because of his noble background, handsome appearance, elegant talk and overflowing talent, he has won the love of middle- and lower-class citizens and sword orchid nobles.

"this painting....."

Everyone suddenly stopped in front of a pair of entries. It was a painting depicting the heart of a gladiolus. Its exquisiteness and aesthetic appeal stood out from all the works, as if an emperor really appeared in front of them.

"It's a masterpiece..."

No matter how critical the art of evaluation is, no one can pick and choose this work.They looked at the girl next to the easel, who wore a white dress with long platinum hair draped freshly behind her back, wearing a small beret, and folded her hands in front of her belly.

"Did you paint this?"

"Do not...."

The girl raised her head slightly, revealing a pair of pretty faces and melancholic eyes, as if she was chanting a sad poem.

"This was done by me and my lover together. To be precise, he did it almost alone."

William looked at the lower right corner of the painting, squinting his eyes pretendingly:

"Is Elvia still... Edward, why didn't the latter come over?"

"He can't come anymore, the cruel illness will take away my beloved love forever..."

There was grief on Elvia's face, so pitiful, the girl stretched out her hand to rub the canvas, and said:

"Winning an award at the Gladiolus Celebration is Edward's lifelong dream. He worked so hard, and was so passionate and talented, but fell down on the eve of the celebration...I brought this last painting he created, hoping to Realize Edward's unfulfilled wish at the celebration."

"I give full marks. There are no stories about your regrets, only respect for art. This painting deserves full marks!"

William said very naturally, turning around and saying to the reviewers:

"Do you have an opinion?"

More than a dozen artists whispered to each other and each scored close to full marks.