Deep in the snow velvet mountains.

A crystal ball with a large number of souls has cracked.

"no no!"

A woman in a wheelchair quickly approached the crystal ball. Before she could touch the crystal ball, the crystal ball was completely broken into pieces.

The seal's soul spewed directly from the pieces and floated to the sky.

"Fr. Gainko...you have once again withdrew our research results for a month! No... for half a year!"

The woman in the wheelchair looked at the cracked crystal and couldn't control her anger and crush the crystal pieces further.

"These are not enough, but more is needed."

Father Gainko suddenly woke up from his sleep. He covered his forehead with his old hands, and the feeling of being torn by the blade was still repeated in his touch.

He slowed down and came out of the lying container, while the judges lying in the other two containers were forever sleeping in the fragments of the consciousness space.

"More?"

The woman heard the request of Father Gainko, and the anger was out of control again.

"Soul fragments are not the stones on the side of the road!" The voice of the woman suppressed anger.

“The war on the frosty plain lasted for hundreds of years.” Father Gainko limped to the woman in a wheelchair. “A hundred years of time, the country of frost has invested millions of soldiers, the soldiers’ complaints. The soul is buried deep under the snow, their souls... How much have you taken?"

“The messengers and martyrs use most of their souls to call for the coming of God. We can only capture a small part of the soul fragments! Not to mention such high-quality soul fragments!”

The woman did not feel fear because of the introgression of Father Cainko, and she screamed to the other side.

"Those...damn locusts!" Father Gainko's voice was chilled.

"Isn't the locust should be you? The thief who wants to steal the power of God."

A woman quietly appeared behind Father Gainko, followed by a group of humans whose mouths were sealed.

Father Gainko did not argue with the other person in words, and he walked slowly toward the entrance to the relic.

"Where are you going!" the person in the wheelchair asked aloud.

"The war between the Mozu and the Frosty Country has come to an end, but human beings are always living creatures in disputes."

A large amount of fog climbed up from the soles of Father Gainko and he became another person in the next second.

"It's time to put a fire on the seeds that were buried before."

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The next day.

Qiao Xiu spent the whole night in the consciousness space of the World Tree, and it was exactly the whole night of crazy drafting.

“How much of my original goal has not been completed?”

Qiao Xiu floats in the space of consciousness like a dead body. Qiao Xiu is surrounded by various drawing boards and brushes, and there are one fine paintings.

"The new series of Hearthstone has been completed, and the last part of the "Sherlock Holmes" collection is still a final part. The readers who are headed by the 'St. Tree Breeder' in the library are still making reminders... Do you need to respond to them?"

The white bird stood on a branch that appeared out of nowhere. During this time it became more and more like the housekeeper of Joe's work.

In contrast, the Frost Tree and the Black Wood Elf are two world trees...

"Don't scratch my head!"

Qiao Xiu hugged the white cat on his head and returned to his sitting position from the lying position.

"The last part I haven't thought about how to change, how about the Magic Network?"

"The 'creative workshop' that is open to the re-constructed game division is all right. I will review all other user-created game components and indie games with the human view."

The white bird said, a dark window appeared in front of Qiao Xiu, this ui design is very familiar with the ui design, that is, on the earth, cheated a piece of software that Qiao Xiu countless money.

Qiao Xiu originally wanted to separate the game partition and make a website like the Magic Vision. But the players seem to be used to playing games and posting posts, so Qiao Xiu just separated the function of ‘Creative Workshop’.

“What is the number of singers on Magic Net?”

Qiao Xiu did not stop using the white cat in his arms and once again raised a new question to the white bird.

"At present, the number of singers registered on Magic Music has reached 37, and the songs have a total of 327 songs. The Liner of the Frost Elf is still the most popular singer, followed by the Redemption Portfolio, Ao Ruili. Ann has recently created three highly acclaimed music."

When the white bird mentioned Aurelian, Qiao Xiu heard the feeling of pride in its voice. This white bird also has his own feelings.

The higher elf is, in a sense, the same as his children, the kind of children who occasionally go to rebellious times.

"Aurelia Ann... I didn't expect to have something to do."

Qiao Xiu licked the white cat's meat ball with his hand. This action completely stimulated the white cat, which disappeared directly into the arms of Qiao Xiu.

"TV station?"

Qiao Xiu did not have a white cat to touch, patted his cheek with his hand and made himself a little clearer.

In the state where there is no outsider in the consciousness space, Qiao Xiu can enter the state of accelerated thinking. Although the real world time only lasts one night, Qiao Xiu stayed here for a whole week.

"Nolan TV's current program has been stabilized. From the evaluations collected by the Caster Forum, Tallinn's late night radio station is still the most eye-catching, and "Cat and Mouse" is the most frequently mentioned, followed by The mercenary team produced the edited "Magic World", and the remaining thousands of applications for the new program "Chemistry" and "Black Pigeon Wardrobe" were presented.

"I have agreed... Thousands of faces actually want to do the latter program, but the previous ideas have potential."

Qiao Xiu feels that the program of Nolan Radio is relatively small. In contrast, the Farosi TV station next door is quite impressive.

"What about the movie?"

"The White Jinghua Theater and the Nolan National Theatre have three films, two of which are from Flosi, one from the White Jinghua Troupe. The "Tomorrow Goodbye" from Farosi was well received by the film zoning of the Caster Forum, but the box office Still not comparable to your "loyal dog eight public."

The white bird also sent a bunch of interfaces to the front of Qiao Xiu.

"There is already someone on the caster forum who is urging the son of the forest to make a new movie. The note in the newsletter is that the friends of Sir Bai Jinghua also sent several related inquiries."

"I have already written a few beginnings for the script of the new movie." Qiao Xiu replied with the white jingle jazz ‘wait again’ on the virtual keyboard.

Qiao Xiu still has a lot of favorite movies to present in front of this world, but Qiao Xiu has to arrange the work of the sublimates and start other plans.