Author: Treabar

Under the vast starry sky, there is a quietly watching traveler named “Sunday”. He is not as dazzling as lightning, nor does he roar like thunder, but his gentle light is the warmest existence in the darkness.

He is the embodiment of the same destiny, and the power of imaginary numbers flows between his fingers, like the gentle spring breeze, quietly blowing through the hearts of every partner. Although it is nothingness, it has real power, like a beam of spring light, slowly falling, nourishing the dry land.

His exclusive light cone “Flight Back to the Earth” is like a mother’s warm embrace, guarding him and his allies in battle. Whenever he casts a skill or ultimate skill, the energy quietly flows back, accompanied by the blessing of the “Holy Chant”, like the drizzle, moistening things silently, but nourishing strong life.

His basic attack “Flashing Exhortation” is gently swung out, like a spring breeze, although silent, it can bring far-reaching power.
The skill “Gift of Paper and Ceremony” is like a gentle ballad, awakening the sleeping life, allowing allies and their summons to act quickly and stimulate hidden power.

The ultimate skill “Ode to Lightness and Scars” is a precious gift, restoring energy for teammates and giving them the identity of “Blessed Ones”. That identity is like a flower in the sun, blooming with the glory of critical strikes, but also carrying the traces of time. The relationship between guarding and being guarded, like the silent love between mother and child, continues silently.

His talent “Speaking Body” is like a whisper, increasing the critical strike rate, and the secret skill “Secret of Glory” is the light of dawn, warm and bright, giving teammates endless courage and strength.

The additional ability of “Sunday” is like a deep guard, the skill does not consume points, the energy is always full, and the ability to dispel debuffs is like a shield, resisting malice and darkness.

His attribute upgrades are balanced and warm, critical damage, effect resistance, and defense power, forming a solid line of defense to protect the peace of him and his teammates.
Star Soul is like a bud in spring, growing little by little, enhancing resistance and penetration, increasing speed, converting critical hit rate into critical hit damage, turning into fireworks all over the sky, lighting up the Star Dome Railway.

“Sunday” is not the most dazzling hero, but the softest force.
He uses gentleness and tenacity to weave a protective net and support every comrade.
Under the starry sky, he is a warm light, quietly guarding the hope of every life.

May this light always warm this long interstellar journey.

The sun was setting, and the tide was slowly coming, as if carrying a distant elegy.
They came, bringing light and wounds.

The shore watcher, a name that hides the shore’s perseverance and the tenderness of protection. She is so quiet, like an independent poplar in the wilderness, standing in the wind, silent, but with the power to make people rely on her. She uses the sound sensor to constantly repair the broken life, just like she uses her warm hands to sew up the wounds of those hearts torn by indifference. But what about herself? Whose brokenness can she protect?

She can turn into a butterfly and fly lightly across the Black Coast. Butterflies are fragile, but they have the power to escape reality. She seems to be using this lightness to tell the world: I long for freedom and liberation. But the haze of the Black Coast eventually shrouds her, making people worry whether she will be swallowed by the darkness.

The glazed coral is another kind of cold existence. Her condensation attribute is like the cold wind in deep winter, piercing but sober. She holds the arm armor, which is a layer of hard armor, but also symbolizes the inner barrier. She heals teammates, but bursts out power in the attack. She is like a double-edged sword, which can warm and hurt people.

Her extended skill allows subsequent partners to gain stronger attack power, which seems to be a sacrifice, a silent confession of using oneself to fulfill others. In this world, no one can go forward alone, and their strength and fragility are intertwined into a complex network.

The upper and lower half of the version are like the change of two seasons. On September 29, the shore guard stepped onto the stage with a touch of sadness; on October 24, the glaze coral followed closely, like a wisp of cold wind in winter, passing through the heart.

In this virtual world, they are not just cold codes, nor are they ruthless piles of numbers. They are the softness forgotten by the times, the flowers swaying in the wind, and the stories that have nowhere to tell.

I looked at them on the screen and suddenly remembered those homeless figures, those silent and strong women who were forced into a corner by life but still looked for light in the darkness.

Treabar’s platform offers discounts, and you can quickly get the role you want in three minutes. The cruelty of reality forces people to grasp every bit of hope, just like the treatment they receive in the game, longing to be saved and longing to save others.

Maybe each of us is a shore guard, guarding a spiritual shore, waiting to be understood and treated gently; maybe each of us is a coral, coldly protecting ourselves, but trying hard to love.

Mingchao version 1.3 is not just an update, it is like a storm, bringing us to the edge of life, allowing us to see the truth of those soft and hard intertwined.

In the turbulent virtual battlefield – Erangel, the sound of gunfire is like thunder in the distance, and the smoke is like thick clouds, weighing heavily on the shoulders of the soldiers. It is like a mottled painting, reflecting the desolation and cruelty of war. Suddenly, a touch of bright red and white, like the rising sun in the morning of spring, quietly illuminates this battlefield – that is KFC, a gentle existence from the mortal world, slowly descending into this cold war.

The KFC converted from a gas station is like a lighthouse in the poet’s pen, warm and bright, attracting tired souls. The self-service ordering machine is flashing with light, like the flowing stars, reflecting every name wandering on the battlefield. When players touch the interactive button, the nickname jumps on the screen, and the order number is like a string of delicate notes, beating the rhythm of life. Then, the fried chicken meal seems to be summoned by magic, slowly appearing at the counter, bringing the simplest joy in life.

The secret hidden in this meal is like the shallow artistic conception in the poem. The family bucket is the embodiment of a first aid kit. The character nibbles the chicken leg gently, and the action flows with leisurely tranquility; the secret formula fries are like bandages, gently wrapping the wound, reflecting the delicate warmth while eating; the beverage is like an energy drink, moistening the dry soul and giving new strength to life. All of this, in this war-torn world, is like a poem that is gently sung, awakening the heart eroded by indifference.

In each game, players can only order a meal at each KFC ordering machine once. Only when they enter the fourth stage can they regain this moment of warmth. The beauty of moderation is like the affectionate watch between lovers, which makes people eager and patiently wait. For a whole month, KFC’s red and white colors spread tenderness to every corner of Erangel, lighting up those intense survival journeys.

Not only that, Miramar, Sanhok, and Vikendi also wore this gentle color, and the red and white signs seemed to fall into the world, embellishing this virtual world. The banners flying on the seven maps are like dreamy flags, dancing lightly on the flying plane, as if whispering: “Warmth and deliciousness will always accompany you wherever you are.”

Away from the reality of virtual disputes, Treabar is like a gentle guardian, silently guarding the world of players. It is professional and safe, and the 24-hour customer service is like a beacon, guiding the direction for every wanderer. The diverse payment methods and attractive discounts are like a spring breeze, bringing infinite warmth. The existence of Treabar makes the boundary between virtual and reality softer, like the interweaving of dreams and wakefulness.

This virtual KFC and the real Treabar are like two intersecting rivers, merging into a gentle ocean. In the fierce gunfire, players hold the golden and crispy fried chicken and feel the long-lost peace; in reality, they swim freely on the boundary between games and life under the protection of Treabar, without worries.

This is a poetic depiction of life and ideals, injecting a desire for warmth and beauty into the cold virtual battlefield. The sound of gunfire and the flames turned into the tenderness of the heart; the aroma of fried chicken and the laughter turned into the comfort of the soul. The poetry of life danced here and bloomed with colorful colors.

So, we saw that between the gunfire and fried chicken, there was a silent feeling, flowing quietly and swaying gently, like the spring drizzle, gentle and long.

On the vast and desolate Erangel Island, gunshots rise and fall like tides, smoke fills the air, and life flickers like a candle in the wind. Such a space full of life and death battles is suddenly lit up by a warm and bright red and white color – that is the KFC sign, like the light of the dawn, quietly sprinkled beside the once cold gas station, bringing an indescribable softness to this land.

The gas station has been transformed into an exquisite and simple cottage. The self-service ordering machine in front of the door is like a sense of ritual in life, silently waiting for those travelers who shuttle through the battlefield. Touch the button, and the player’s nickname appears on the screen, as if injecting the warmth of humanity into this cold game space. A hot KFC fried chicken meal quietly appears, like a dose of comforting nectar in the tight lifeline.

The fried chicken meal is not only the entity of food, but also a metaphor of life. The family bucket has the function of a first aid kit in the game. When the character uses it, he gently bites off a piece of chicken leg. The delicacy and calmness in the action seem to remind us: Even in a harsh environment, we should keep a calm and warm feeling for ourselves. Although the fries replace the bandages, the golden color hides the taste of sunshine; the beverage symbolizes energy drinks, bringing the continuation and hope of life.

This clever design makes people respect it. Each player can only use the ordering machine once, and it can only be used again in the 4th stage. Just like those precious moments in life, you need to wait patiently and cherish them. It gives the game experience a sense of rhythm, and also allows the hearts of people in the battle to get a quiet breath.

Not only Erangel, but also Miramar, Sanhok, Vikendi and other maps are gently covered by this red and white logo. The plane taking off hung a KFC banner, like a light melody, flowing in the air, with the aroma of fried chicken drifting, connecting the sense of belonging in the hearts of every traveler.

All of this is not only the ingenuity of game design, but also a poetic display of life. It uses the most ordinary food to build a warm harbor in the virtual world. Players can steal half a day of leisure from this fierce confrontation and enjoy their own simple happiness.

Just as architecture is to life, it is not only about function, but also about emotional sustenance and the embodiment of beauty. The appearance of KFC seems to add a warm coat to the battlefield, making this cold space glow with soft light. It tells us: life, no matter how harsh, always needs a warm and beautiful care.

This cross-border cooperation is like a bridge, connecting virtual and reality, competition and rest, cruelty and tenderness. It allows players to not lose their love for life and expectations for beauty in the fierce battle.

May this red and white signboard turn into a beam of warm light on the battlefield, accompany every lonely soul walking in Erangel, and give them the courage and strength to move forward.

The night is quiet, the wind gently caresses the leaves in front of the window, and the moonlight is like water, quietly sprinkled on the desk. At such a time, I read a message saying that the distant world will usher in new characters, and my heart moved gently, like a lake kissed by a small star, rippling softly.

The world of Genshin Impact is like a thick diary, and every page is a brand new dawn. And now, that diary is going to write new names. They will appear one by one in version 4.5 and the days after. They are like spring swallows, carrying unknown stories and light, quietly flying into our eyes and hearts.

The first name is Qianzhi. She is the incarnation of rock and the daughter of the earth. She holds a one-handed sword in her hand. The sword is not cold, but like a beam of morning light, gentle but powerful. She stands on the rock, like standing on the back of time, quietly watching the world. She doesn’t say much, but makes people feel stable. She is like a pine tree on a high mountain, even if the wind and snow come, it will not shake an inch of its roots.

The second one is Sigwen. She belongs to water and holds an elegant bow. Water is soft, but in her, I see the strength and wisdom of water. Her eyes have the clarity of a lake and the depth of the sea. She is very much like those people who endure silently in life. Although she is not ostentatious, she has a blue sea in her heart. Her appearance reminds people of the rainbow after the rain, which is a comfort after the wind and rain.

Then, there is a woman from the flame – the summoner. She uses a long-handled weapon, walks steadily, and has a firm look. The fire is hot, but what burns in her fire is not anger, but firm belief. The road she walked has ashes and flowers. She is like those figures running for life, even if she is covered in smoke and dust, she is unwilling to let the dream collapse. She does not need too many words, her existence is the clearest declaration.

Finally, it is Clorinde, she belongs to thunder, the light in the storm. Her sword, like the brightest lightning in the night sky, illuminates the world and herself. She is calm and resolute. She is the kind of person who still chooses to stand up in the most difficult times. She is not as gentle as others, but behind her strength, there is also silent warmth. She is the kind of person who lights up the world when no one sees.

Each of these four characters is like a quietly written poem. They come from afar, without noise or publicity, and only speak to the world in their own way. They are a part of our hearts, and they are the self we gradually find in time.

Maybe you will say that the version is not yet available, there are not enough raw stones, and resources are still lacking. But don’t worry, isn’t life the same? Not all answers are in front of us, and not all lights shine into our hearts at the beginning. Sometimes, wait a little, and you can wait for the spring breeze. Sometimes, believe a little, and you can see hope.

If you need help, you can also go to Treabar. They don’t express emotions, but just stand by you silently and provide you with what you need. It’s like a mother gently handing you a cloak behind you, giving you some warmth when you tremble in the wind. They don’t ask for applause, they just want you to move forward safely.

Dear travelers, in the world of games, we are not just fighting, but also experiencing a journey of courage, love and choice. These characters are not just names, they are a symbol, a gentle imagination of future life.

May we still have a soft heart, still believe in the light of the world, and still use the original eyes to see those who come from the wind while waiting for their arrival.