The Grim Reaper is coming: the start of the game enters the countdown to death

"Next! Number 02365121."

After Yan Jun obtained the relevant information from the staff of the Shenwei Bureau, he did not delay for a moment, and directly upgraded the surveillance eye, and saw the final death scene of those omens of death in the surveillance video.

Then propose the most effective way to avoid death, and the staff of the Shenwei Bureau will pass it on.

In this way, Yan Jun's time was greatly saved.

For the first batch of more than 500 death omens, Yan Jun spent more than an hour upgrading his surveillance eyes hundreds of times, and told these unfortunate people in Jiangcheng the solution.

There are only more than 500 people in this area, and Yan Jun has consumed more than 3000 merit points.

Taking advantage of the break to drink water, Yan Jun wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, his face was full of sorrow.

This hour of high-intensity rescue work exhausted his energy, but he still managed to hold on with gritted teeth.

The problem is, merit points simply cannot withstand such consumption.

At this speed, the merit points I have accumulated for so long are not enough to create today.

What about tomorrow?
What about the day after tomorrow?
Is it possible to watch those innocent people who triggered the omen of death, find themselves with full expectation, and finally leave this world disheartened?

Is this too cruel for them?
But right now, how can I quickly obtain more merit points?

Yan Jun looked at the second batch of surveillance videos sent on the big screen. Although he looked calm on the surface, he was as anxious as ants on a hot pot in his heart.

The second batch, 896 people!
This number made Yan Jun feel a lot of pressure.

To save these people, I am afraid that thousands of merit points must be consumed.

I hope there will be mass disasters among this group of people!

Yan Jun prayed silently in his heart, and then quickly recorded the countdown to death above these people's heads.

After analysis and comparison, Yan Jun was disappointed again.

Nearly 900 people, all separate individual incidents.

This means that Yan Jun must consume thousands of merit points, and then upgrade the Eye of Surveillance hundreds of times to ensure that these people can escape the first round of death's harvest.

It's over, it's over.

If this continues, tomorrow I will have nothing to eat.

Yan Jun's heart sank gradually.

I was ambitious and prepared to fight against the god of death to the end, but it turned out that it was only the first day, and I encountered an extremely difficult problem, and there was no way to solve it in a short time.

Unless the god of death wanted to create a large-scale disaster in Jiangcheng City, and then Jun Yan discovered it in advance, and rescued tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of people, thus gaining hundreds of thousands of merit points.

is it possible?
It's still possible.

But Yan Jun knew in his heart that after experiencing the incident of making a deal with him in the Rui'an community, once he realized that he was still alive, he would definitely retaliate against him twice.

At that time, the large-scale disaster created by the god of death will definitely be more difficult to resolve.

You know, although Reaper has repeatedly lost to itself, it can learn from failure.

In other words, the god of death can lose many times, but if he loses once, he can't bear the consequences.

This is a struggle without gunpowder and with great disparity in strength between the two sides.

In addition to relying on the items and skills rewarded by the system, Yan Jun's own tenacious will also played a very important role in making Yan Jun come to this day.

"Brother Jun! Brother Jun! Are you there?"

There was a worried voice from the staff on the other end of the phone.

Suddenly, Yan Jun came back to his senses, pulled himself together, and looked at the big screen.

"The third row, the sixth, number 02148966, tell me the name of this person!"

"Okay, brother."

……

The second batch, 896 people.

The speed at which Yan Jun saved people was obviously slower than before.

It's not that he has maintained a high degree of concentration for a long time, so his efficiency has slowed down, but seeing that the merit points are consumed extremely quickly with the passage of time, Yan Jun's brain has separated some other thoughts to think about how to do it. To more points of merit.

If things don't turn around, by this time tomorrow, the rescue work may have to stop.

At that time, billions of eyes around the world are staring at me, what should I do?
Thinking of this, Yan Jun was quite distressed.

never mind!Don't think about it so much!
Take one step at a time, if you really use up all your merit points for saving people, then slowly earn them.

Thinking about the time when I first arrived at Safe House No. 9, didn’t I start from nothing? Just relying on the system to reward the ability to foresee the future three times, did I create miracles one after another?

Anyway, as long as I am still alive, there will be infinite possibilities and hopes.

After all, the god of death can't do anything to him.

Thinking about it this way, Yan Jun no longer has any psychological burden, and continued to follow the plan to save these innocent people who triggered the omen of death.

……

the other side.

In Yan Jun's live broadcast room, there are still hundreds of millions of viewers waiting.

The account 'Self-Help Alliance' has not stopped collecting gifts, and has always maintained the same rhythm, spending money like dirt in the live broadcast room.

From time to time, a large red envelope was distributed, which attracted everyone to fight for it.

In just a few hours, this account gained a strong sense of presence in Yan Jun's live broadcast room.

It not only topped the list with a gift amount of 5000 million, but also won the favor and support of most of the audience.

"Should I say it or not, it can be said that the big man is full of sincerity for being able to do this."

"In half a day, dozens of billions have been scattered in Brother Jun's live broadcast room, this shit...I now believe that there is an organization behind this account, not a certain person."

"I can also understand the rhythmic people before. If I were Brother Jun, I wouldn't say stand up and make promises to the other party. At the very least, I should say a few words to the boss behind the account. Let's figure it out first. The origin of the other party or something, otherwise, the money will not be secure."

"The layout is too small, isn't it? Brother Jun said, did I ask the audience for gifts from the beginning to the end? How much you are willing to brush is none of my business!"

"That's what I said, but in reality, who can remain indifferent after seeing so much money?"

At this moment, two rockets suddenly flew into the air in the live broadcast room.

Immediately afterwards, someone sent a barrage.

"Brother Jun, thank you very much!!"

Soon, someone sent it again.

"Brother Jun! Thank you for saving my life!"

In an instant, the hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room were stunned for a moment, and then confused.

What happened?
Did Brother Jun help others break the death curse again?
But why didn't he start the live broadcast?

Under the questioning of countless viewers in the live broadcast room, these Jiangcheng citizens who sent barrages to thank Yan Jun briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter.