83: Chapter 83 GW's Official Reaction

Lin Li skillfully opened the system's built-in video editing software, the same one used by Earth's Da Vinci.

This time, he intended to edit a slightly longer, more content-rich production.

The Shelter had opened five thousand new slots, and he had to use the most shocking visuals to attract all those high-quality working cattle and horses on Earth.

"Start low, end high; contrast creates beauty."

Lin Li stroked his chin and set the tone for the edit.

At the beginning of the video, he didn't include any scenes of fighting or killing.

Accompanied by gentle, melodious acoustic guitar background music, the daily lives of the Shelter's players unfolded slowly under the morning sun.

The camera cut to a corner of the camp.

Luluchiu was bowing her head, rubbing a mutant beast hide with oil-stained hands.

The scene shifted.

This Dumpling Is Also Delicious was standing in front of a large iron pot, stirring boiling noodles with a big spoon, steam rising everywhere.

Not far away, Penny Is My Wife was holding a feed trough, surrounded by a dozen monster birds the size of puppies, begging for food.

Liver Emperor was shirtless, skillfully laying bricks on the scaffolding.

Praise Ming Shen was tucked under the chassis of a semi-tracked vehicle, straining to tighten a bolt.

ikun True Fan stood in front of a wooden biplane, forcefully spinning the propeller with both hands. Finally, the camera pulled back.

Lin Li and Willow sat on a high, abandoned water tower, facing the rising sun, softly humming a melodious folk song full of wasteland vibes.

Peaceful, serene, and full of the freedom and construction feel of a sandbox game.

However.

Just as the guitar reached its most soothing note.

"Click—"

The screen suddenly went black, as if an old television had lost its signal.

The next second, muffled drumbeats, like a heart pounding wildly, slammed into the audience's eardrums!

The camera instantly cut to the Western Wasteland.

The scene turned into Orks wielding large machetes, grinning as they hacked down desperate Nomads.

Blood splattered all over the screen.

The video's rhythm suddenly accelerated, with cuts so fast they made people breathless.

Cannons roared, and ejected brass shells clattered into the mud.

Wooden planes dove from high altitude, their machine gun fire tearing apart the Orks' armor on the ground.

Hundreds of players, brandishing various weapons, charged into the green tide of Orks, screaming.

Bullets flew, and severed limbs tumbled in the blast wave of explosions.

Finally, all the noise suddenly ceased.

The scene froze in the center of the battlefield.

Red Power Armor, Lin Li holding a halberd.

Opposite him was a five-meter-tall Orc Warboss, roaring and swinging a massive power axe.

The two collided with a boom, sparks flying, the moment the halberd sliced open the Orc Warboss's skull.

The video ended abruptly.

The screen went pitch black.

A few seconds later, a line of incredibly shocking white text appeared, line by line, accompanied by the heavy sound of a typewriter:

The corrupt empire you speak of has already endured for millennium after millennium!!

Immediately following, a passionate, grand, and epic symphonic piece erupted!

In the center of the screen, the burning English logo was branded like a hot iron: [warhammer 40,000: Online]

Finally, the exclusive reservation link for the game's official website popped up at the bottom of the video.

Lin Li sat at his computer, watching the finished product himself.

"Perfect."

He nodded with satisfaction and, without the slightest hesitation, bulk-uploaded this three-minute promotional video to major domestic and international platforms: Bilibili, P-Hub, YouTube, Tieba, as well as the official website and QQ groups.

At the same time. Earth.

Renowned game streamer Miracle Walker was sitting at his computer, staring at the screen with a bitter expression.

He wasn't playing a shooter today; he was streaming a game of Civilization VI.

In the game, the modern main battle tank he had painstakingly built was being crazily attacked by an ancient-era barbarian spearman controlled by the computer AI.

"Clang! Clang!"

Two spear thrusts later, the tank's health bar instantly hit zero and it exploded on the spot.

"Damn it!"

Miracle Walker slammed the table, cursing angrily,

"This damn game is too fake, right?! You take a broken wooden spear and can poke my heavy tank to pieces?!"

The chat in the live stream was instantly flooded by happy viewers.

"Practice more if you're bad!"

"It makes sense, spearmen have armor-piercing cones, no problem."

"Laughing to death, the streamer is broken."

Just as Miracle Walker was about to quit the game, the QQ group in the bottom right corner of his screen suddenly flashed.

Group notification: [Immortal Lin - Group Admin] uploaded a group file.

Miracle Walker's eyes lit up, and his previously irritable expression vanished instantly.

After the last stronghold battle, a game video had been posted in the group.

Having just finished that epic battle earlier today, and with a new video out now, he didn't need to guess what it was.

"Brothers! Not playing this crappy Civilization anymore!"

Miracle Walker instantly tabbed out of the game, clicked on the video file, and played it full-screen in the live stream.

"Come on, open your eyes wide! Let me show you what a real 100% realistic game looks like!"

He clicked the play button with his mouse.

Soothing guitar music began to play.

The serene daily life of the Shelter was displayed before all the viewers.

Miracle Walker had a doting smile on his face and fully utilized his streamer commentary skills:

"See that? This scene should be the officials showing off the sandbox life elements in the game. These people you see are all first-test players from our group! It's all real-time gameplay, no CG rendering at all!"

The camera cut to the front line.

"Hey, hey, hey! See that handsome guy crouching behind the rock cleaning his gun?"

Miracle Walker pointed at a fleeting shot in the corner of the screen and shouted excitedly,

"That's me! I'm on TV!"

The chat didn't care at all, scrolling with uniform text:

"Shut up! Don't block my view of the scenery!"

"This lighting, this image quality, it beats all the 3A games on the market!"

Just as the viewers were immersed in the atmosphere of sandbox building, the video's rhythm accelerated sharply!

The slaughter by the Orks, the crazy charge of the players, the roar of artillery, and that final, power-packed duel between the kings!

Every frame of the footage was slamming into the audience's adrenaline.

The realistic physical destruction, the visceral impact of every hit, the realistic texture of the Orks' blood splattering—it completely shattered everyone's perception of traditional online games.

When that final line, "endured for millennium after millennium," appeared, accompanied by the grand symphony.

Although some people already knew about this game, seeing the real-time footage again, they couldn't help but boil over!

The chat in the entire stream, after a brief pause, experienced a nuclear-explosion-like eruption!

"Holy shit!!!"

"Awesome!!!"

"666666666666!"

"Is this really real-time footage?! Are you kidding me? If this is real-time, I'll eat my keyboard!"

"warhammer 40,000 has an MMO? And with this quality? Buy, buy, buy! I'll buy it no matter the price!"

Compared to the previous, slightly rougher combat video, this new video clearly demonstrated more complex game mechanics:

Air-ground coordination, life professions, position construction, vehicle driving.

Just as Lin Li expected.

In a very short time, this video spread crazily on Bilibili, YouTube, and other major video websites at an unprecedented speed, directly dropping into the top spot on various trending lists!

Miracle Walker switched to the game's official forum, and just as expected.

The comment section under the video instantly turned into "99+", and the refresh speed was impossible to keep up with by eye.

Countless closed-beta players were frantically searching for themselves in the comments.

"Three minutes and eighteen seconds! That guy who got punched away by an Ork is me! Damn, how did the officials edit in the footage of me getting beaten up!"

"Who are you? It's clearly me getting beaten up!"

"Don't grab it, upstairs, that's my arm that fell off!"

The cloud players who didn't get a test qualification were frantically envious and jealous below.

At this moment, the forum's well-known hater, Devil Muscle Thor, jumped out again and posted a sour comment:

"Laughing to death. Using CG as real-time video to deceive people. This company's marketing really has no bottom line. I predict this is definitely the biggest scam in gaming history!"

As soon as this comment was posted, it was accurately sniped by Flash.

Flash replied directly:

"Suo, don't just be stubborn. If you have the ability, go to the official website and cancel your reservation number."

A long string of players followed up with jeers:

"Hahaha! Brother Flash is ruthless!"

"If Suo cancels, I'll wash my hair upside down!"

Devil Muscle Thor instantly played dead and never replied again.

Facts speak louder than words.

In the official website's backend data, the number of reservations was climbing crazily in a terrifying straight-line upward curve, quickly breaking the 50,000 mark!

...

On the other side of Earth, in a rainy city in some country.

Games Workshop (GW) game studio headquarters.

An executive in charge of IP licensing was sitting in his office, holding a cup of warm black tea, boredly scrolling through trending videos on YouTube.

Suddenly, a video with the Warhammer logo on the cover caught his attention.

"warhammer 40,000: Online?"

The executive frowned.

He was very certain that the company had definitely not authorized the development of any MMORPG blockbuster with a 40K background recently.

With suspicion, he clicked on the video.

Three minutes later.

The teacup in the executive's hand fell to the floor with a slap, shattering into pieces.

Dark red tea splashed all over the floor.

He stood up abruptly from his boss's chair, his face full of shock.

"This lighting! These modeling details! The Orks' Gorkanaut!"

The executive's breathing became rapid.

As the owner of the Warhammer IP, he knew too well what kind of impact it would have on the company's copyright if a game of this level were released without authorization.

"This is a serious infringement! Naked plagiarism!"

He immediately sat back at the computer, his hands flying over the keyboard, preparing to send an emergency email to the company's Adeptus Arbites and various executives, demanding an immediate application to the court for a cross-border injunction to ban this wild studio that appeared out of nowhere.

However.

Just as he finished filling in the email address for the Adeptus Arbites and was about to click send.

An internal email marked top secret popped up in the bottom right corner of the screen.

Sender: GW Supreme Board of Directors.

The executive was stunned for a moment and opened the email.

The content of the email was very brief, only a few lines:

[To all department heads:]

[Regarding the project "warhammer 40,000: Online" currently circulating on the internet, the game production studio has received full special authorization from the Supreme Board of Directors.]

[This project is the company's highest-level strategic secret.]

[No department or individual may interfere with, inquire about, or obstruct the operation and promotion of this project for any reason.]

The executive stared blankly at the text on the screen, cold sweat instantly soaking his shirt.

With trembling hands, he silently clicked cancel send and completely deleted the infringement email he had drafted earlier.

He looked at the rain outside the window, his mind in complete chaos.

"Special authorization from the Supreme Board of Directors? Even the Adeptus Arbites are not allowed to ask?"

"What on earth is the background of this mysterious studio developing '40KOL'?!"