"More than six million, sit down, sit down."

"You live alone in such a big house?"

"And me." Hu Xinmin brought a plate of fruit, "You can also live here without charging you rent... By the way, where is your helmet?"

"I've checked in and will arrive in the afternoon." Brother Ruoran was not polite, "Then I'll move in? Renting is too troublesome, I can't bear to stay in a hotel... Where is the computer room?"

"There are them in every room, I'll take you to see them."

After taking a tour of this two-story duplex with simple decoration, Brother Ruoran chose a room on the second floor and was thinking about where to put the game cabinet in the suite when Zhang Miao shouted downstairs that dinner was ready.

"Come on, let's go!"

"Go one!"

"How long have we been apart? Why do I feel like I haven't seen each other in years?"

"Haha, I have one too, come on, cheers!"

After a glass of wine, Brother Ruoran's face became rosy. He looked at the dishes on the table and his eyes were a little red unconsciously, "It's better to stay with you guys. Damn it, I've had enough when I go back this time."

It’s... the fragrance is far away and the smell is close. A good person changes his taste when he is around. Today, he is either worrying about this or that, or he is plotting against this... Tired!"

Zhang Miao and Hu Xinmin looked at each other. It seems that a lot of stories happened during Brother Ruoran's return home in full glory?

But now is not the time to talk about this. Besides, the two of them are not interested in caring about other people's privacy, so they just said some nice words to explain.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. After all the money has been spent, the server is about to be launched. I hope we can further develop our ambitions!"

"Okay, let's expand our ambitions again!"

"Go one!"

"Go one!"

After the second glass of wine, the atmosphere was in place, and the three people gradually became more excited, and started chatting about all kinds of things.

"Why do I see that the market is a little deserted? This service is about to be launched, shouldn't it?" Brother Ruoran asked after eating the food.

"It's been a lot of fun the past few days. My dear, we've been traveling all over the city. Didn't you see it? It's like riding a horse in the streets in ancient times. The players lead the way, and the cloud players follow behind. I don't know how many people are joining in the fun, and there are

Lantern riddles, temple fairs, carnivals, game exhibitions..."

"Really, why haven't I seen the news?"

“They are happening all over the place, and each one is more lively than the other. It’s not surprising if they are put together. There are them online, and they are all on Douyin...”

Brother Ruoran smiled bitterly, "Am I the only one who doesn't have access to the Internet?"

Hu Xinmin took the opportunity to complain: "I didn't say it, but your hometown is too remote. I couldn't find it on the map."

"Thankfully we didn't listen to your deceit." Zhang Miao said with a happy face.

At this time, there was a conversation on TV about whether players should be taxed on their income from the game.

As the server opening time approaches, such voices begin to become more frequent.

Experts on TV seem to have reached a consensus on whether taxes should be imposed.

It should be levied, but how and how much is controversial.

Brother Ruoran listened for a while and complained: "These people have nothing to do but think about us all day long, taxing us, taxing us, I won't change it into money to see how you tax us."

"From now on, there will be no more tax-free benefits!" Hu Xinmin leaned on his chair and smiled with a flushed face.

"Pay taxes, just pay taxes!" Zhang Miao didn't care, "As long as it's not 40 or 50 percent, it's still acceptable."

"Stop talking about this, drink, drink!"

The three of them were so drunk during the meal that no one could remember when it ended.

When Brother Ruoran woke up, it was already dark. He didn't know what time it was. As soon as he sat up, he saw an unopened gaming helmet in the room.

He clutched his aching forehead and groaned. When he went out, he saw no one upstairs or downstairs. He was sitting in the living room wondering whether to call Zhang Miao when he heard the door open, followed by the footsteps of a large group of people.

Voice.

"Old Nie is awake? Come out quickly and go to the rooftop."

"Ah, what's the matter, who are they?"

"They are all players who live nearby. They go to the rooftop and have programs."

"oh!"

The rooftop is very large, with several buildings connected together. It is crowded with all kinds of men and women, and some people have set up tents, hanging canopies, and flashing all kinds of colorful lights, as if they are celebrating some festival.

Brother Ruoran didn't know what was going on. He was pulled by Zhang Miao and squeezed to a fence.

There were excited crowds all around, everyone was talking and laughing excitedly, as if they were waiting for something.

Just when I was wondering, I heard a loud noise, and a point of light rushed high into the sky at high speed. Then it dawned. It was a blooming fireworks. In an instant, the colorful light points smeared everyone's eyes. Then,

There were loud noises, and countless light spots rushed high into the sky from the brightly lit city, and then exploded!

People around were shouting something excitedly, and it was so loud that even the nearby voices could not be heard.

Someone opened champagne and poured champagne all over Brother Ruoran, an unknown woman hugged his face and took a bite, a middle-aged bald man danced a striptease, and there was...

Everyone was stunned.

In the chaos, Brother Ruoran couldn't find Zhang Miao and the others, and drifted with the crowd of people celebrating.

Until, the fireworks in the sky dissipated, and a line of luminous characters suspended in the sky: "Warm celebration, the fifth test server of Canaan Online is launched!"

Only then did he suddenly realize that it was past 24:00 and it was July 15th.

Server opening date.
Chapter completed!