I am a funeral anchor, and the one who pays attention to the whole network is scared to death!

I am just a small warehouse manager, how can He De go to the underworld to mix up?

If it was in the past, he might have treated it as a nightmare.

But this dream entrusted by my old lady...has been verified once!

Old lady, the iron rice bowl you found for me is too iron!

What are you doing here?

Can I enter without Ga?

After the panic, Wang Teng subconsciously touched the phone and glanced at the time.

Three in the morning.

Taking a few deep breaths, Wang Teng closed his eyes and wanted to continue falling asleep, just pretend it was just a nightmare.

However, after tossing and turning, Wang Teng couldn't sleep anyway.

He sat up abruptly, turned on all the lights in the room, and wanted to ask for help.

He didn't dare to play the Douying app anymore, he was afraid of being noticed by Brother Funeral.

After thinking about it, Wang Teng posted a post on a certain forum.

[Wait online, hurry up, my mother asked in a dream and said that she found a method below, how should I interpret this dream? 】

Although it was already three o'clock in the morning, there were not a few netizens who cultivated immortality, and soon he received dozens of replies.

[Brother, it's just a nightmare, don't take it seriously. 】

[Ham, who hasn't had a nightmare, it's all exhausting, just take a good rest for a few days. 】

[Don't panic, even if it's true, it's impossible for ordinary people to make arrangements down here, so you'd better go to bed early. 】

【…】

Dozens of replies were all to comfort Wang Teng.

Obviously, they didn't know how outrageous Wang Teng's previous dream was.

In order to further allow netizens to advise him, Wang Teng posted a screenshot of his backstage fighting eagle, and shared his dream of being on fire some time ago.

This time, the netizens on the forum were completely uneasy.

The post was quickly retweeted, and the comments grew at a rate of seven or eight per minute.

[Isn't the iron rice bowl below just working for Hades? 】

[Good guy, last time you said there were at least three, but you really burned three to death! 】

[Accurate, too accurate, I'm afraid your iron rice bowl is really settled! 】

[Then what are you talking about, just babble! 】

[Gah, what ga, the iron rice bowl is equal to a regular employee, and Lord Yan is equal to the funeral brother, go to Changhong funeral report tomorrow! 】

【Brother, your analysis is too reasonable. Isn’t the big man in the last dream the funeral brother? 】

[Brother Funeral recently hit the list, he must be recruiting, I guess your mother is looking for Brother Funeral! 】

[Damn, it's really Jill nonsense, talk about this at night, so that no one can sleep. 】

[Think about it for yourself, I saw Survival in the Wilderness, Brother Funeral just paid attention! 】

【I'll go as well! 】

【…】

After glancing at the comments, Wang Teng hastily deleted the post, and then fell into deep thought.

The funeral brother paid attention to it last time, and my mother said that the big man drew a hook...

Now that Brother Funeral is expanding his store, my mother said that he has found a solid job...

Could it be that this job was buried in Changhong?

"Hiss... why don't you wait until dawn to ask... If you can follow Brother Funeral, then why worry?"

After thinking about it, Wang Teng simply got up, washed, got dressed, and sat quietly on the bedside to wait.

When it's dawn, go talk to Brother Funeral.

Even if he guessed wrong, Brother Funeral would probably be able to save his life...

……

At the same time, Doomsday Island.

A wilderness survival program.

It's live, they're here, it's afternoon, it's still dark.

Today is the first day of the show.

Tens of millions of bonuses, plus a unique promotion mechanism, and an unprecedented degree of difficulty.

Let this program go viral immediately and be sought after by countless netizens from all over Blue Star.

The contestants entered the island this morning, and seven or eight hours had passed by this time.

There are [-] split-screen entrances, and the perspectives of [-] players switch back and forth.

Some have already put on their down jackets, while others are still anxiously looking for them.

The host of the big live broadcast room is also explaining:

"Very good, as you can see, there are already more than [-] contestants who have found the down jackets put on by the program group. In this way, even if there is no food today, they can spend two days safely. The other contestants have to work hard. .”

"It's going to be dark soon, and it's going to be hard to endure at that time."

"Oh! My God! Player David is really too strong. Although he didn't find a down jacket, he relied on the terrain advantage to kill a giant snow leopard with stones!

At this moment, he was really dividing the leopard skin, but even so, the leopard skin alone might not be able to survive the cold night, but it gave him more time to look for clothes. "

While the host was explaining passionately, a mysterious force rushed into the live broadcast room, and soon a wave of rhythm was brought up.

[Hurry up and withdraw, Brother Funeral has let go, everyone will freeze to death tonight, not a single one will be left behind! 】

Chapter 130 Excellent Feng Shui, welcome to move the grave!

[Hundred people challenge?Let's get together! 】

[Ahaha, I am very satisfied with Brother Funeral's recent attention! 】

[Glacier shirtless?At first I thought it was a script, but now it seems that any script is in vain! 】

[Tsk tsk tsk, no one really thinks that the show crew won't be gawking, right? 】

[No one really thinks that helicopters can fly, right? 】

[Brother Funeral has already given you a reminder, you can figure it out yourself! 】

[Rough, don't you have your own god of death? 】

【…】

The funeral army entered the venue, and after real-time translation by the live broadcast platform, a series of English bullet screens appeared on the public screen.

The host was still explaining while interacting with netizens, but now he was directly interrupted by this wave of traffic, and his expression became a little unnatural.

"Uh...you don't have to worry too much. The program team puts a lot of down jackets on the island, and they are very conspicuous. If there is no accident, the contestants can find the down jackets before dark."

[If nothing else happens, the contestants will be there before dark! 】

[It seems that the program team has not realized the seriousness of the problem...]

[What kind of down jacket, you can't even burn the boiler now! 】

[Yesterday afternoon, someone thought so too. 】

【…】

In the program group tent.

The director of the wilderness program also noticed the rhythm of the barrage, looked at the assistant aside and frowned: "Who is this funeral brother? Is it dangerous?"

"Sorry director, I don't know, I'll find out right away."

The assistant responded, and then started to operate on the computer.

After 10 minutes, the assistant handed the notebook to the director and explained:

"This funeral brother is the owner of a small funeral company in the east. With the help of weird people, he became popular in the local area. All his watchlists have accidents."

"His mysterious power has begun to spread outwards. Just today, in the evening local time, several outdoor bloggers he followed had accidents, and several of them were extreme experts in our country. .”

"The sudden natural disaster in the Shenteng area this morning may also have been caused by his attention."

"These are some comments intercepted by my local APP."

After listening to the assistant's explanation, the director immediately showed doubts.

Shenteng area... Isn't that self-directed and self-acted?

Although he is an outdoor program director, he still has some understanding of the current special effects technology.

how……

With a hint of doubt, the director looked at the information the assistant found.

Seeing this, he was immediately stunned.

Why is there a lot of applause on their local network, all kinds of touting the so-called funeral brother.

As soon as the map is changed, the instant game becomes self-directed and self-acted?

At this time, the assistant on the side said:

"Director, I grabbed the screen names of these videos, and after comparing them, I found that... 75% of the two groups of people are from the same group."

"This... what's the point of them doing this?" The director was puzzled.

The assistant shook his head and said, "I'm not sure about this, but I just learned a word on the forum. People like them are generally called the sixth."

"Lao Liu... good one, Lao Liu." The director nodded thoughtfully, narrowed his eyes and said:

"In other words, the rhythm in the live broadcast room was brought up by a small funeral shop owner?"

"I think so." The assistant nodded and said with some hesitation:

"Director, I think that since he has such a big influence, it shows that he has some skills. I suggest...stop the recording of this episode."

"Otherwise...we might be in danger? After all..."

"Danger, what danger can you encounter?"

The director interrupted the assistant's speech, asked himself and answered:

"Extremely cold? Or a tsunami? Or other disasters? Or the players were frozen to death?"

"How many years have I been studying this island? I know better than scientists what the environment is like!"

"The medicine we injected into the players is enough to protect them from frostbite within 48 hours. What could happen?"

"I rented dozens of helicopters and hired 8 medical teams to prepare for the rescue. What accidents can happen to the players?"

"I think you know how many years this show has been in preparation and how much it cost."

"I spent [-] million yuan just for program promotion, and now because of the attention of a small boss, you let my program stop?"

"How do I explain to investors how I will be in the film and television industry in the future?"

"Besides, just because of this little boss's attention, he brought us so much heat, wasting it in vain? Are you a stupid pig?"

The director spit and vomited, expressing all his inner thoughts.

However, his statement was still too risky in the eyes of the assistant.

Because he probably looked at Zhang Fan's attention, and the one who died the worst was the director.

"Sir, don't be impulsive."

After a moment of silence, the assistant continued: "I mean, since there are risks, we shouldn't be indifferent."

"Of course we can't be indifferent!"