Xing Yufei slowly sink to heart, carefully read the introduction of the game.

"Warhammer era" was developed by the game production department of star technology. Xing Yufei's heart was even hotter. He simply took advantage of the game's download period to make up the game background of Warhammer 40K again. More than half an hour later, his friend called suddenly.

All of a sudden, a phone ring sounds from the upper right corner of the picture. His mobile phone has been connected to the helmet VR helmet via Bluetooth. Therefore, he does not have to take off his helmet to answer the phone. Instead, he uses his mind to control the helmet to receive the phone signal. The next second, his friend's voice suddenly rings in the audio equipment in the helmet.

"Hello, Yufei, I'm home. The game says global sync online. It seems that we don't have to discuss which area to go to. However, the size of the game is more than 200 g, which is really frightening. Have you downloaded it there?"

"I'll have at least half an hour, so I'll take advantage of it to fill in the background of the game." Xing Yufei comfortably leaned back on the massage chair, "by the way, you should also remember to look at the background of the game. I guess you will also choose a career in the game. Which one are you going to choose?"

"Why not? Starfighters, of course. " A proud voice rang out on the phone, "haven't you eaten pork, haven't you seen a pig run?"? Although Warhammer 40K game in China is relatively cold, but brother or a little understanding of some, so you? What career are you going to choose? "

"I'm not like you. I'm going to choose the psychic." Xing Yufei said with a smile, "although according to the official settings of Warhammer, the psionic is in an awkward position in the game, but it has great potential. If you can become an alpha level psionic, one eye can turn Titan!"

"I think if you choose a psionic, I'm afraid you will be captured by the black ship on the first day to be the emperor's fertilizer!" He said with a bad smile.

"Do you believe that? After all, it's the background of the game. If star technology really sets up the game like this, the game will be scrapped immediately. " Xing Yufei immediately replied, "on the contrary, they are interstellar soldiers. They are so ugly that they don't need them!"

"Well, then we'll see."

"Who is afraid of whom?"

Both sides joked for a while, and the progress bar of the game gradually went to the bottom. Xing Yufei immediately hung up the phone, and then in the hope of looking forward to the stars and the moon, he watched the installation of the game. Suddenly, an icon of "war hammer era" appeared on the desktop.

Xing Yufei couldn't help licking some dry lips, and then with a very excited mood, opened the game icon

All of a sudden, Xing Yufei's eyes were black, and then a piece of oil painting like a scroll was displayed in front of him.

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