Survival on the Ice Road at Sea: Obtain a copy system at the beginning

Chapter 195 Telling stories kills people
Chu Linfeng put away the cards, and then selected among the supplies, and found that although many of the supplies were seriously damaged, they were still useful as long as they were handled a little bit.

So, he directed Xiaoshi to pick out the ones that still had a chance to be used, and moved them back to the RV first.

During this period of time, he also consumed a lot of mental energy, closed the car door, told the three skeletons to pay attention to the surroundings, and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

When he opened his eyes, Chu Linfeng found that the RV was driving.

It seems that there is enough fuel, and Lao Sha is driving on his way.

I got up and took a look in the corridor, and it was indeed Lao Sha who was driving.

He didn't go there either, but returned to the bed and lay down leisurely.

Needless to say, it is really awesome to push your RV. It can withstand the pushing and shoving of monsters, and it has not been overthrown yet. It can be seen that it is impossible for ordinary monsters to shake the RV.

Of course, it is estimated that there is no problem with a large body like Xuanwu.

There was no disturbance on the road ahead, and Chu Lin was fine, so he turned on the system.

He played the game console a little badly, but he remembered to sing a couple of songs, or ask Li Cheng what they were doing.

After opening the entertainment, he suddenly found that there were many more songs than before, and some of them were quite popular, so he listened to two out of curiosity.

It turned out that the good people sang much better than him. Even if he had various accompaniments and sound effects, he was still much worse than those people.

After all, with such a large population in Huaxia District, there are definitely not a few who can sing well.

All of a sudden, his confidence in singing disappeared.

If I don't want to sing anymore, I can only talk to Li Cheng.

But I don't know if Li Cheng is sleeping. I sent a message and didn't reply for a long time.

For a while, it didn't interest him anymore.

After thinking about it, he opened the chat channel.

Want to see if there is any interesting information?
"When will this day be a head! I can't live!"

"Is there any food in exchange? I'll trade insoles."

"Collect soybeans and exchange them with instant noodles."

"What the hell, I think you haven't eaten all day."

"The explosion rate is high or low, nothing."

"There are too few material barrels."

"There are not many monsters."

"I want a hamburger."

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Seeing the words of those people in the chat channel, Chu Linfeng wanted to find some useful information in it.

But after reading it for a long time, there is nothing useful except a lot of nonsense.

But not long after, a message caught his attention.

"Have you noticed that it has been half a month today, why is the system not responding? The tsunami did not come!"

Chu Linfeng saw it, yes!The tsunami did not come!
But when I recalled it, I remembered that this time it was a disaster caused by a cold wave, not a tsunami.But there are still six days left, and we don't know what the next disaster will be.

Under normal circumstances, the system will send a warning of the next disaster and what is needed a few days in advance.

It's only been a day, so there should be another two days for news, right?

Being bored, Chu Linfeng just chatted.

Just looking at it makes him feel boring, so he just wants to talk.

But I am not the kind of person who is particularly good at talking, so I struggled for a long time, but still didn't know what to say.

The main reason is that he is too famous, and when he speaks, there are row after row of gods and gods, which makes him a little unacceptable.

"Grandma, it's not a good thing to be famous, you have to be careful about what you say."

After cursing, Chu Linfeng could only continue to watch the chat.

"Let me give you two stories."

Suddenly a statement caught the attention of most people.

"Just bored, listen to the story."

"It's too strenuous to type here, why don't you go to the entertainment room and talk about it?"

"Good idea! Anyway, it doesn't have to be sung in it. It's good to use a cappella to tell a story."

"I saw a business opportunity."

"Cut, it can't be sold for money, what are the business opportunities?"

"Stop talking nonsense, the one who wants to tell a story, hurry up and publish it, everyone is waiting!"

"okay!"

In an instant, everyone was transferred to the entertainment system.

Naturally, it was impossible for Chu Linfeng not to go. If he didn't participate in such an interesting event, wouldn't he miss it.

But should I say it or not, the wisdom of the broad masses of the people is indeed powerful, and this idea can be thought of, and I really need to watch more chats with everyone in the future.

After entering the entertainment system, Chu Linfeng was waiting.

But after five or six minutes, I still didn't see any new uploads, so I opened the chat channel again.

It was also discussed inside, and many people urged the person who finished telling the story to publish the work quickly.

However, countless messages were sent out, but the person still didn't respond, and all the messages seemed to disappear.

"It's over, it seems that the person with the story has already burped."

"Probably dead."

"Hey, I finally wanted to hear the story, but the person died."

"Things are impermanent, and no one knows which will come first, the accident or tomorrow."

"Stop it, it's scary."

"Anyone else have a story to tell?"

"Yes! Another storyteller."

Not to mention, someone really agreed, saying that he also has some supernatural stories.

Chu Linfeng took a look and ran to the entertainment system to wait again.

The result was good, and it still didn't work for half a day.

Returning to the chat channel again, the matter began to be discussed again.

"Why are you not allowed to tell stories now? Or is the person dead again?"

"It's so scary, telling stories will kill people."

"Don't talk nonsense, it must be accidental, is there anything else to tell?"

"Who dares to tell? If you want to tell a story, you will die."

"Don't be alarmist upstairs."

"Tell me what you have."

"I do not speak."

"Damn! Cowardly."

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The topic of whether telling stories will kill people suddenly began to be discussed in the chat channel, and Chu Linfeng couldn't help frowning.

He doesn't believe that telling stories will kill people, but this situation has happened twice, and it really makes people feel that it has something to do with it.

But is this really a coincidence?
He couldn't tell either.

For a moment, Chu Linfeng also had doubts in his heart.

After all, everything in this system is normal, and it may have something to do with the system.

Suddenly, he felt suspenseful and weird, as if he had fallen into a supernatural event.

Afterwards, he watched it in the chat channel for a while. Everyone was discussing, but no one dared to tell a story.

Both of them were silent because of the storytelling, and neither of them dared to "send to death".

The more he thought about it, the more strange Chu Linfeng felt, and even thought of trying it himself.

"Will telling a story really kill you? I really don't believe it!"

Chu Linfeng muttered something and started typing casually.

"My friends, I am going to tell you a story, which will be posted directly on the singing system in a while, and everyone is welcome to listen."

As soon as this remark came out, the chat system exploded.

(End of this chapter)