Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal

Passing through the door, they entered a spacious hall. There were quite a lot of things in it now, but it still looked quite empty on the whole. There seemed to be roughly a hundred or so computers in it, each one with one or two people in front of it. Some were practicing their gaming skills, some were softly discussing with each other—it looked quite professional on the whole.

Hong Dali nodded and said, “Not bad, not bad. At least the atmosphere here is quite good!”

Speaking of which, those who loved gaming normally had the trait of not liking to talk. Here, even those who were discussing, their volume was very low. Although there were quite a lot of people, it wasn’t rowdy. Most of them were wearing their headphones and concentrating on their game.

Therefore, even though Hong Dali and his large group came in, only a few people noticed them.

That’s why they were called the geeks’ army. For them, the intense battling in the game was the most important thing to them…

Of course… There was still that one or two people with sharp eyes. Once they saw Hong Dali and his group coming in, they jumped up from their chairs. “What are you guys here for? The triads? D… Don… Don’t come here. I’m telling you, our boss is the Young Master!”

Hong Dali was instantly amused. “Then, who do you think I am?”

“You are…” To be honest, he really never saw Hong Dali before. However, he saw Li Nianwei before. “Y… Yo… You… You are Miss Li Nianwei! Brothers, Miss Nianwei is here to see us! Thank you, Heavens and Earth! This is a once in a lifetime experience AHHH!”

Hong Dali was instantly speechless: “…”

He really wanted to kick this fellow to death. Speaking of which, this was one of the cons of being a gaming geek, it was slightly hard to interact with them.

The commotion now had alarmed everyone in the hall. One after the other, they all turned around their heads to look at them. Once they saw Li Nianwei, they were like a mouse that saw a grain of rice. Their eyes shone, threw down their headphones and instantly rushed forth.

“Miss Nianwei, I’m a loyal fan of yours! Please give me an autograph!”

“Miss Nianwei, I actually saw you in person in my lifetime, I… I… I am so fortunate!”

“I knew that following Young Master would result in good things, this is my one year worth of kneecap, please take it!”

Hong Dali continued to be speechless: “…”

The tiger cub Quentin: “Owww—!!” It was shocked by them too.

“Ah, I remember who you are now.” Finally, someone more alert finally remembered who Hong Dali was. He hurriedly greeted Hong Dali. “You’re Young Master Dali, you’re the Young Master!”

Isn’t your reaction time a bit too slow…

Hearing that this person was the Young Master, this group of people finally erupted.

“Young Master, you are my idol!”

“Young Master, you are my beloved Chui Chui!”

“Young Master, when the next episode of Unexpectedly is gonna be released?”

They all asked several different questions. Hong Dali just lifted a hand and said, “Reward, everyone 2,000!”

Things were instantly different when he gave tips. In just a single instance, this group of geeks who gamed all day long instantly went frantic.

“Thank you, Young Master, for your reward!”

“Young Master is indeed awesome. From now on, we shall follow the Young Master and enjoy our life!”

“I shan’t say much, I will fight wherever Young Master points at!”

“Thank you, Master, for your generosity!”

It was no wonder that they were so happy. For them, being able to get a few yuan or ten plus yuan from their family every day was already good enough. After all, most of the people in this world did not have a liking for gaming.

Therefore, upon hearing that Hong Dali was tipping them 2,000 upon just seeing them, they were all agitated.

After everyone had their money, Hong Dali laughed and asked, “Where are you guys from? Not all of you are from this city, right?”

“I am from the northeast!”

“I am from northern Jiangsu.”

“I am from the southern part of Sichuan.”

“You guys are actually from all over the Nation?” Hong Dali’s eyes shone. “Are all of you gamers from Draconic Continent?”

“Yes, that’s right.” Speaking of Draconic Continent, this group of people had a lot to say.

“We saw the announcement in the game. I’m a hardcore gamer, so I came over here. Sister Zixuan said that we can get a wage for playing the game here, so I’m just staying over!”

“Me too, me too! But Sister Zixuan is really skillful, she defeated me so easily. I’m totally impressed with her!”

“Some people really can’t be compared with, I only managed to knock off 1/6 of her HP!”

“Hahaha! That’s for sure, my house’s Zixuan is very skillful! Speaking of which, it’s already not bad for being able to knock off 1/6 of her HP!” Hong Dali laughed loudly, then asked, “Oh right, where is my Sister Zixuan? Where is she?”

“Sister Zixuan is in Miss Zishan’s studio looking at her drawings.”

“Yup, Miss Zishan’s drawings of characters are really very good.”

Hong Dali and the rest shared a look and instantly said, “Go go go, we shall go take a look too. Speaking of which, I don’t know what Sister Zishan looks like now.”

Therefore, the group of them continued moving inwards and soon reached the entrance to Jin Zishan’s studio.

Space inside wasn’t big enough, so the lackeys waved away the gaming geeks. Then, Hong Dali and his group directly went inside.

The studio wasn’t very big, about 100 square meters or so. Inside was filled with all kinds of plaster figures, all kinds of different models, painting racks, painting frames, oil painting dyes, brushes and such. Hong Dali looked around and quickly found two female figures sitting inside, chatting.

One of the smaller figures wore a fully purple dress. Her figure was like a perfectly polished jade sculpture, extremely beautiful and cute. Without question, this was definitely Lin Zixuan.

The larger one had a perfect figure and wore a fully white dress. Naturally, she was Jin Zishan. Her operation seemed to be quite successful. Although not extremely beautiful, she was a beauty of at least 80 points and above. However, because of the operation, her face was still quite red now, probably because she hadn’t fully recovered yet. After all, this kind of operation wasn’t something that was so easy to recover from.

“Brother Dali, you are here!” Seeing Hong Dali, Lin Zixuan hurriedly ran over and hugged his elbow. This little lass’ mood was obviously quite good recently. “Sister Zishan’s drawings are really good. Brother Dali, hurry and take a look.”

“Oh, OK!” Hong Dali walked over. Jin Zishan hurriedly stood up and greeted him. “Young Master…”

“Ah, there is no need to stand. I’m just casually looking around.” Hong Dali smiled and looked at Jin Zishan’s face. “Yup, this is more like it. Sister Zishan is really beautiful now. Hehe, just that the mark is still a bit red, it will recover after some more time.”

Now, Jin Zishan finally had a slight aura of a goddess. Speaking of which, she was about 23 or 24 years old, similar to Li Nianwei. However, Li Nianwei belonged to the type that was a sister off stage and a queen on stage. As for this Jin Zishan, she was more of the pretty daughter of a humble family type. Her figure was flawless, her looks were slightly not as good, but just very slightly. At least in a crowd, she belonged to the type where a lot of people would turn back to look at.

“Young Master, you are flattering me.” Now, Jin Zishan didn’t have that strong sense of feeling inferior to others anymore. Women, after all, were quite concerned with their looks. Now that the mark on her face was gone, her whole spirit was different. She smiled and said, “These are the characters I drew these few days. Young Master, do you like them?”

She drew a lot of characters, all kinds and sorts could be found here.

There were sketches of the different professions in Draconic Continent, and there were also drawings of wuxia-style martial art’s beauties. There were also half-beasts, centaurs, and such. There were also generals from ancient China, with each having their own different traits. The 20 plus characters actually all had different styles—this caused Hong Dali to be quite surprised.

“Yup, good, they are good!” Hong Dali thought for a while, touched his chin, and said, “Sister Zishan’s drawings are so good, it will be a pity if we don’t make use of them. But, how shall we use them?”

Hong Dali’s instinct was to ask Jin Zishan to draw out the classic animes from his previous life.

Like “Dragonball,””Slam Dunk,””Saint Seiya,””One Piece” and such. Just based on these creative ideas in Hong Dali’s head, drawing out any one of them would be enough to attract the eyes of all the youngsters.

The problem was… Hong Dali didn’t know how to draw himself, and he also couldn’t really remember the plots. This caused him to feel quite depressed.

Speaking frankly, anime was different from shooting a movie or writing a song. Movies could use plots from different stories and just link them together somehow. For example, he used those different plots that he remembered from Jin Yong’s novels and put them together. Just edit them a bit and it could be used.

As for songs, he could remember the lyrics and tune, and at least, he could hum one or two sentences.

But for animes, it was different. Each anime had its own drawing style. Using the drawing style for “Dragonball” to draw “Slam Dunk,” that would obviously be inappropriate. Also, each anime had a very lengthy plot, and Hong Dali couldn’t remember them…

The most annoying part was that this thing wasn’t something that would work just by throwing money into it. All he could do was just tell the rough plot of the story…

“Hm…” Hong Dali thought for half a day but came up with nothing. However, when he accidentally flipped through the drawings and saw one of the characters, his eyes instantly lit up. He said in surprise, “This… Isn’t this The Might of Demacia!?”

The character from the drawing had broad shoulders, golden short hair, stalwart facial features, and especially that iron armor and the broadsword in his hand—no matter how Hong Dali looked at him, he looked like The Might of Demacia from the widely popular game “League of Legends” from his previous life.

The Might of Demacia, original name Garen, was the indisputable top choice for beginners in League of Legends—of course, the more important reason was that he was permanently free…

“The Might of Demacia? What’s that?” Hearing Hong Dali say this phrase, Lin Zixuan, who was hugging his elbow, curiously asked, “Brother Dali, The Might of Demacia that you said, it sounded quite awesome. Can you tell me about it!?”

Once Lin Zixuan said this, the others all gathered around in curiosity.

“The Might of Demacia?” Hong Dali touched his chin, trying hard to recall the information he knew. “Speaking of this ‘The Might of Demacia,’ there’s a lot to talk about! He is a hero, a commander—oh, all sit down, let’s sit down and talk!”

Therefore, everyone went to take a chair or a pen, waiting to hear Hong Dali tell them the story.

“Speaking of this ‘The Might of Demacia,’ we will have to speak of the continent that he lives on first!” Hong Dali excitedly started from the beginning.

“The land that they live on is called Valoran. On this land, there exist two countries. One is called Demacia, the other Noxus!”

Hong Dali had played League of Legends for a period in his previous life, but not too long after he started playing, he ended up in this world… Of course, this didn’t affect his knowledge of “The Might of Demacia” and “The Hand of Noxus.” Therefore, he knew about the two countries, Demacia and Noxus too…

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