When these two words were mentioned, Lin Yan's eyes suddenly dimmed a little.

He is also alone in the parallel world, and there are no lively memories of family and friends gathering during the holidays.

For Lin Yan, the Spring Festival means that all shops are closed, and they must cook their own meals and squat at home to fight DNF.

Because of the controllable hypermemia, Lin Yan can even clearly recall that "Warrior" accompanied him through five such Spring Festivals.

Lin Yan has played no fewer games than any game reviewer, but there are very few that can make him indulge in emotions.

WOW is one, DNF is the other.

Lin Yan vaguely remembered that Parallel World created his first DNF account and role at 12:35 noon on July 7, 2008. It was a ghost swordsman. Later, he was transferred to Sword Soul. After awakening to the sword god, in order to adapt to the rhythm of the PK arena, he decisively created a trumpet and became familiar with other professions and gameplay.

He is not a veteran of the opening service, but at least he is the first batch of players in DNF.

He has experienced everything in the Arad continent, even after the transfer incident, he was heartbroken, but he still occasionally paid attention to this game.

Thinking of this, Lin Yan had a strong impulse in her heart.

He wants to make "Warrior".

There is no reason, just want to do it.

With a strong desire to develop and create, Lin Yan almost couldn't wait to immediately put down his chopsticks and start working immediately.

However, after a while, Lin Yan controlled this thought.

For him, DNF is a memory that contains extraordinarily emotion, not just a game.

Not to mention perfection, no flaws and flaws can be found, but at least it can't be used to make a ridiculous semi-finished product.

Because over the years, there are huge differences and even self-contradictions between various DNF expansions, between national and foreign servers.

In the most basic version of the profession, there are ghost swordsmen, fighters, priests, sharpshooters, and magicians, plus hundreds of their job transfers and awakenings, as well as the subsequent opening of the magic swordsman, creator and guardian. It takes a lot of effort to maintain the balance, competition and fun of the game.

Lin Yan must aggregate these materials and bring forth the new. Not to mention the tricks that came out of the machine, but at least those BUGs that originally existed must be eliminated and a perfect DNF returned.

Back then, "Warrior" lost a lot of popularity, and the number of online players dropped sharply. Many players hang up in the main city, and they are full of zombies, which is extremely sad.

To cause such a situation, on the one hand, the operator, Tianxun, has died, and on the other hand, there is a problem with the content of the game itself.

When it comes to the game gifts, Tianxun’s game welfare activities, the gift items and equipment, the quantity is too large and the quality is poor...

The money is smashed into the sky, a broken box can make people krypton gold into the wallet completely dry...

Often mistakenly blocked accounts, causing many players who have not used plug-ins to be innocently implicated...

Server freezes...

The PK field has become a world of equipment competition, basically looking at the equipment, the weaker side can directly play GG...

Too many memories, too many resentments.

As for the game content...

Amplification (red letter) mechanism, fake fans, fake purple equipment need not be mentioned, the cumbersome and complicated fund protection system has completely destroyed the game experience of many players.

Developers and operators have good intentions and want to protect players' virtual currency assets. However, their limited capabilities are not enough to support them to complete this idea.

Good intentions do bad things.

Client anti-phishing check, notorious TP, dynamic password, equipment lock, warehouse lock, secondary secret security, 60s cannot be traded...

Such heavy defenses, to a large extent, annihilated the fun of the players.

If Lin Yan can accept all this, then the collapse of the Arad continent and the infamous great shift completely chilled his heart.

Officially known as 7 million warriors, is it not the only 3 million players who are willing to protect Arad in the end? Not even half of the official estimate!

Lin Yan's efforts and protection were in vain, and Arad's collapse was irreversible.

After a long time, many old DNF players remembered to make up for the situation and try to rebuild Arad.

However, some things, once destroyed, can never be restored.

Many likable NPCs died permanently in the transfer, and since then, Lin Yan has gradually faded his interest in DNF.

Even if he occasionally logged into the game later, just to see if AFK's friends in the early years have returned and try to capture the atmosphere of the year.

"what are you thinking about?"

Gu Yue's voice rescued Lin Yan from his contemplation.

Seeing his friend's slightly tired face, Lin Yan raised his lips slightly, and asked meaningfully: "Do you think I am like a fat house?"

"Let me go, who TM blinds his 24K hardened krypton gold dog eyes, dare to black you like this?"

Gu Yue also came to be interested: "Tell me, who is so short-sighted, dare to speak a lot about a tall, rich and handsome man like you?"

"Well, a game that I used to play before was set off by others. Don't worry, she is ignorant."

Lin Yan was also inconvenient to talk about this with Gu Yue, and immediately changed the subject: "Isn't the uncle you talked about a veteran? How does it have to do with cooking?"

When he mentioned this, Gu Yue immediately became interested, the tiredness on his face completely disappeared, and he happily told about his experience with the veteran.

"When I first arrived at the customs in the capital, I saw an old man who didn't carry a passport and was making things difficult for a female Chao Yue Kingdom..."

"That woman is very bitter. I can't imitate her expression and tone. Anyway, she has a look of disdain and contempt. She asked the old man: Have you been to the capital before? The old man replied: Come once."

Gu Yue, like performing a two-person play, immediately walked to the other side, trying to imitate a bitter attitude: "Why didn't you know how to get your passport in advance?"

"The old man said: I didn't check my passport last time."

"The snobby Chaoyue country female customs saw his plain clothes, and thought he was lying, saying: absolutely impossible! Orientals come to Chaoyue country to check their passports! When was the last time you came?"

The scene was restored to this point, Gu Yue paused deliberately, and then said with a smile: "The old man replied: 51 years, January, when the tank was opened."

Lin Yan was stunned for a while, and silently praised the veteran in his heart.

Compared to pretending to be an imposing level, he is far worse than others in terms of enthusiasm and attainments.

"I think this uncle is good enough, so he leaned forward and found that he was a real cow! I got a lot of national special-level chef qualification certificates. I was lucky. If I met the old man in another country, I naturally got close to him a lot. The old man didn't cherish himself. I have taught me a lot of skills..."

When it comes to cooking, Gu Yue talks like he has beaten chicken blood: "For example, this bucket...this bowl of seven-color ramen, I use the vegetable and fruit dyeing method, and only the most basic salt is used for the seasoning. And sugar, but it’s a big deal!"

"Pale red Himalayan rose rock salt is the most natural mineral salt in the world. I use it with carrot tomato noodles..."

"The black Icelandic volcanic ash salt blacklavasalt... the orange Hawaiian sea salt Alaea... the grey sea salt Selgris from Lanxi... the blue Persian blue salt is Persian Bluesalt... the black sea salt from Iceland..."

"Also, the noodles are not all made of flour. This part uses a combination of catfish and squid, which retains the texture and is flexible..."

Lin Yan has a habit of eating—everything is eliminated in a balanced manner. He definitely doesn't start eating a certain dish before working on other dishes. The same goes for eating noodles.

In the last bucket of colorful noodles, there was only a small mouthful, gathered at the bottom of the bucket to form a beautiful rainbow flag.

After comfortably wiped out the noodles, Lin Yan stretched out.

"What's this? It's just bursting!"

Lin Yanxun walked away and saw Qiang Shang's pendant.

That's the prize draw of "Monster"...

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