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

"Hey?"

Yan Jun connected the phone while watching the surveillance video on the big screen.

"Yan Jun, are you busy?"

Bureau Sun's voice sounded from the other end of the phone, "I have something to do here, and I'm going to waste a minute of your time."

"Tell me, Director Sun."

Yan Jun nodded, and immediately agreed, his eyes narrowed slowly.

"Yan Jun, you should know about the Self-Saving Alliance, right?" Director Sun on the other end of the phone suddenly asked.

The voice fell.

Yan Jun frowned subconsciously, and after thinking hard for a moment, he replied: "Self-help alliance? I haven't heard of it."

"The ID of this foreign language name has been swiped nearly [-] million in your live broadcast room today, and it has rushed to the top of the fan list in just half a day." Sun Ju's tone was a little unbelievable, "You don't pay attention to yourself Is it the live broadcast room?"

"I really don't have time."

Yan Jun gave a wry smile helplessly, watching batch after batch of surveillance images on the big screen, one head and two big.

I have to race against time even to drool and go to the toilet, so how can I have the time to pay attention to the dynamics of the live broadcast room?

However, he vaguely remembered that Ning Xue mentioned something after he woke up, saying that a new fan had entered the live broadcast room, and the rewards were fierce.

Could it be the 'self-rescue alliance' that Bureau Sun was talking about?

Thinking of this, Yan Jun suddenly became curious, and quickly used the computer in the venue to enter the official website of the Shenwei Bureau's live broadcast.

In his live broadcast room, the top ID on the fan list is 'helponeselfalliance', which translates to 'self-help alliance', and the reward amount is 9000 million.

Moreover, it is still frantically brushing at this moment.

Yan Jun was stunned for a while, but he was relieved after a while.

There is indeed a lot of money. If the money was put in the past, Yan Jun would not be indifferent. He would definitely not be able to suppress the excitement in his heart and maintain a state of excitement.

However, today is different.

The experience of these few days has completely opened up Yan Jun's pattern.

Accustomed to seeing too many people triggering omens of death, life and death hanging by a thread, he has a loftier ideal to pursue.

If possible, he would rather the system reward him with more merit points, rather than these rewards from the Internet.

Yan Jun sighed, and asked a little bit disinterestedly: "Sun Ju, what's wrong with this 'self-help alliance'?"

"Uh, Yan Jun, let me make a long story short, this organization is overseas, and it is composed of ten families in the world..."

Director Sun spent about 30 seconds briefly introducing the basic situation of the self-rescue alliance, and some members triggered the omen of death. They tried to negotiate with the Shenwei Bureau to reach the goal of asking Yan Jun for help.

"oh, I see."

Yan Jun nodded, having a preliminary understanding of this matter.

Sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world, and no one will show you affection for no reason.

No wonder you have to reward nearly [-] million in your live broadcast room!
However, judging from Bureau Sun's tone, this 'self-help alliance' was indeed quite powerful, and they had no way of contacting him, so they went straight to the Jiangcheng Shenwei Bureau.

Quite magical.

But think about it. After all, it is an organization jointly established by the leaders of the top ten families in the world. Naturally, the resources and energy it possesses cannot be underestimated.

Just when Yan Jun was considering whether to save the other party, Bureau Sun on the other end of the phone spoke.

"Yan Jun, I chose to call you because I saw that they got to the top of the list in your live broadcast room. If this matter makes you embarrassed, then just pretend that I didn't say anything, and you don't want to go anywhere." Go with your heart."

"in addition……"

Director Sun suddenly hesitated to speak, "Oh, forget it."

Yan Jun was speechless for a moment.

"Sun Bureau, with all due respect, your behavior of half-talking is very offensive, and I am no exception."

"Then I'll just say it straight."

Director Sun on the other end of the phone seemed to have made up his mind, and said solemnly: "Jun Yan, what the Self-Saving Alliance means is that as long as you are willing to help their two members break the curse of death, he and the others are willing." Donate [-] tons of daily necessities."

The voice fell.

Yan Jun couldn't help being slightly moved.

One hundred thousand tons of daily necessities is definitely not a small sum!

In the current dark world where the god of death has come, the value of these supplies cannot be measured by money.

Because no matter how many lives the god of death harvests every day, the living always have to eat.

And because the social order is unstable and normal production cannot be resumed, consumables such as daily necessities are particularly important.

Although Yan Jun spends most of his time fighting against the God of Death, he still has a little understanding of the current social environment.

Moreover, Sun Jue clearly knew that he was very busy, but he still chose to call and tell him about this matter. This also reflected from the side that Shenwei Bureau was very tempted by the conditions offered by others.

That being the case, then simply agree to come down.

After a little thought, Yan Jun made up his mind.

Although a person's life cannot be measured by money or materials, this matter is just a matter of effort for him.

Such a cost-effective deal, since the other party's attitude is so sincere, how can I refuse it?
However, Yan Jun did not agree to Sun Bureau, but asked tentatively.

"Sun Bureau, what do you mean?"

Director Sun on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then said directly: "Jun Yan, we don't have any opinions or suggestions here, it's up to you to agree or reject. Moreover, you don't need to have the slightest psychological burden. "

After understanding the attitude of the Shenwei Bureau, Yan Jun nodded, and said word by word: "This deal is very cost-effective, I will accept it!"

It was nothing more than two unfortunate people who triggered the omen of death. Yan Jun had enough confidence to help them break the curse of death, and he would not waste much time.

If there are too many lice, it doesn't itch, and if you have too many debts, you don't worry about it. In fact, you can save everyone, but the decision-making power is always in your own hands.

Yan Jun looked at the big screen, his eyes narrowed slowly, flashing a deep light.

"Okay! Yan Jun, I am here to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the Divine Guard!"

Director Sun on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little agitated.

"I'm going to start making arrangements right now, trying to let you get this done in the shortest possible time, without affecting your follow-up rescue plan."

"Okay, Director Sun, you can figure it out."

After finishing speaking, Yan Jun hung up the phone directly and continued with the previous work.

"Number 01258494, there are still seventeen hours left in the countdown to death, record it for now, remember to remind me when the time comes."

"Number 05648921, no! This person has the intention of retaliating against the society, immediately arrange someone to control him!"

……

3 minute later.

Bureau Sun called again.