Nowadays, Zhou Technology is very confident. The new game launch conference was held very grandly. Not only did they invite the most famous media in the country, but they also spent a lot of money to invite domestic first-line male and female celebrities to be their spokespersons.
Zhou Yuncheng and Yi Zheng sat together, one with an elegant smile and the other expressionless. When the performances of the male and female stars ended, reporters immediately swarmed over to ask them questions.
Yi Zheng is the reporter's main interview subject, and he also has the most microphones piled up in front of his desk. He said calmly, "Today is the site of the game conference. Please prioritize."
The reporters turned to Adler, only to see him smile lazily and wave his hands, "Enough to say, let's see for ourselves how exciting our game is."
He turned on the huge LED screen behind him, and countless black streams slid past, gradually piecing together a majestic palace. A handsome man in a Taoist robe walked into the palace gate holding a scarred boy. His voice was low and deep, "From today on, Xinghai is my Zong Yi's last disciple. You can go back. There is no need to beg for anything more."
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