People in Ultra: The Ultras ask me to rule the universe

"idiot!!"

"Xinai!!"

"Get up and cry!!"

When the Japanese soldiers who came to support saw that most of the sacred toilet had collapsed, they immediately cried and howled as if their mother had died. They shouldered their guns and attacked Zhang Heng in the sky.

Zhang Heng stood with his hands behind his back, not even bothering to look at these snarling little devils.

"Where are the warriors of Great Qin!"

"Hey! Ha!"

The ground shook violently, and black mist surged in front of the Japanese soldiers. In the blink of an eye, dozens of "Qin soldiers" holding Qin halberds gathered in front of the Japanese soldiers.

"Qin Bing's" eyes were cold, black light flashed in his eyes, and the terrifying aura rising around him made these little Baga's legs weak and they stopped in their tracks.

"Broken into pieces!"

"promise!"

bass!

Swish!

Puff puff puff! !

"what!!"

"Dah hissing!"

However, the Qin soldiers imitated by Faust had no mercy and faithfully carried out Zhang Heng's orders.

Swords and halberds were flying, and each little devil was chopped into ten thousand pieces without missing a piece.

At this moment, the live broadcast room was already going crazy. The barrage was rolling like a machine gun, with hundreds of subtitles flashing by every second.

"Holy shit! This is too real! I won't say anything anymore, let me vomit for a while!"

"The eyeball was slashed five times and split into sixteen pieces!"

"The awesome painting upstairs is so detailed, yuck!"

"Can this kind of scene be broadcast? Supervisory control can't help it?"

"The anchor is Qin Shihuang, and the supervisor dared to bury it directly for him."

"Holy shit! Damn it! My classmates in my childhood said the anchor is true!"

"What's real? Isn't this the script?"

"The anchor really went to Tokyo! My classmate took the photo! Keep an eye on the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, there should be news soon!"

"Damn it, isn't this an anti-Japanese drama?"

"Oh my God! It seems to be true. Xiaori sent a letter of accountability."

"Zun Du Fake Du??"

"Zundu!!"

……

With a few more palms, this sinful place was turned into a deep pit. Zhang Heng withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, and then saw that there were more than 80 million people in the live broadcast room.

"Dear Chinese people, today's live broadcast ends here. I will have no regrets about entering China in this life, and I will still be Chinese in the next life!"

"I will donate all the proceeds from this live broadcast room to the poor areas in China. See you next time, everyone."

Chi~ The anchor has left!

The screen in the live broadcast room was dark, but many water friends were still reluctant to leave. Although few people thought it was real, it didn't stop them from having fun!

Even though the picture looks scary and bloody, today's Chinese people just need to add some blood.

"Your Majesty, don't leave. It's worthy of giving this villain a prime minister!"

"Anchor, is that a special effect? ​​It looks so real!"

"It's definitely special effects, but it's very advanced. If someone really dares to do these things, it would be really shocking and would cause a war!"

"Let's just fight. Can labor and management be afraid of the little devils? My grandfather killed nineteen little devils with his hands at that time!"

"My grandpa is awesome!"

"Just a little life is nothing, there is a father behind it!"

"Damn it! It's true! Look at the announcement from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs!"

"I'll wipe it! Don't tell me it's true!"

"Let's go together!"

……

Ignoring all the water friends, Zhang Heng had already appeared in Nagasaki, the place where the little fat man fell. With his mind swept across, he immediately discovered the secret US-Japanese joint base hidden deep underground.

"Damn it, what are all the things in here? It's really my childhood, I'm really good at playing perverts!"

From the perspective of mental power, there are creatures with a human body and a head of a dog, creatures with a body and a bull head, and creatures with a human body and the head of a tiger...

In the deepest part of the secret base, there is even a huge humanoid creature whose whole body is wrapped in pitch-black armor, with several strange faces protruding from its chest. A group of scientific researchers in white coats are surrounding this strange creature, constantly injecting unknown drugs.

"Let me ask you, did I go to the wrong set? These people are neither humans nor ghosts. Are they supernatural beasts? Oxer? Or are they zombies?"

"Wangcai, record all the data on these things. Next time I come back, I will let them try what it means to treat others with their own treatment."

"Yes, host."

High in the sky, Zhang Heng's figure was hidden, and a blazing fireball condensed in his palm.

"It will be easier for you this time."

"Dillahulme Light Flow!"

A blue wormhole appeared in front of the red fireball. The next second, the fireball passed through the wormhole and appeared in the deepest part of the secret base.

"Nani! What is this?"

The scientific researchers saw the red ball of light that suddenly appeared, and curiously went up to check it out. Unexpectedly, the fireball quickly grew in size and swallowed up the entire secret base in an instant.

boom--! !

The monstrous flames blew up all the hidden factory buildings on the ground into the sky, and the deafening roar spread far to the horizon.

“Sure enough, art is an explosion!”

He waved to Faust, who was holding a camera, to take a photo of himself, and he also made a gesture at the same time.

"No. 1314, send the photo to the Chinese official, and the sender will be Qin Shihuang."

"Yes, Master."

"Then it's time to go back and hug my Camilla!"

As soon as the disguise was lifted, a divine light flashed in Zhang Heng's mind.

"I think I have a good idea!"

"The settings of the Ultra World were all created by Yuan Gu's group of screenwriters. If I asked them to strengthen the settings of Tiga and Nexus, wouldn't I just take off?!"

"Well! Even if it has no effect, there is no loss, just do it!"

"Buzhou Mountain!"

"Owner."

"Immediately acquire Yuangu Company. Who dares to stop it? It's a carrot and a stick."

"Understood, Master!"

After giving orders to Buzhou Shan, Zhang Heng directly transformed into Dark Diga. After unfolding the Dark Theater, he waved his hand to open three wormholes. Not long after, the three men fell from the wormholes screaming.

It is the three most important screenwriters of Tiga's plot: Chiaki Konaka, Keiichi Hasegawa, and Masaman Uda.

"what!!"

"Help me!!"

"Dah hissing!"

Bang!

"Huh? Are you okay?"

"Where is this place?"

"Konaka? Uda?"

"It's you, Hasegawa. By the way, where is this place? Why are we here?"

"Wow! Look, this golden theater is really good. I have inspiration for my next work!"

Seeing three elderly men chatting endlessly, Zhang Heng couldn't help coughing.

"throat!"

Hearing the voice behind them, the three of them turned their heads in surprise.

"Ah! Dark Tiga!"

"Si Guoyi! Who made this leather sheath? It's so lifelike!"

"That's right! But why can't I find the stitching? It's completely like the real thing."

Snapped!

Slapping away Uda who was groping at his thigh, Zhang Heng waved his hand to gather three tables and chairs. Paper and pen were ready on the table.

"Now, immediately, write all the most outrageous, strongest, and exaggerated settings to Tiga and Nexus!"

Hasegawa frowned and retorted.

"Sir, I understand that you are a fan of Diga, but this is against company regulations, so I can't write it."

Snapped!

With a slap on Hasegawa's face, Hasegawa opened his mouth and spit out a big tooth. He looked at Dark Tiga in horror, who slapped Ultra in the face at any disagreement. The remaining two people were even more frightened and did not dare to say anything.

boom!

A large pile of gold nuggets is neatly placed on the ground. It is fresh gold that has just been transferred from the National Bank of China!

"Write! Write a setting and get ten gold bars!"

Xiaozhong's eyes were fixed on the gold bar, while his body walked towards the table obediently.

"I think Mr. Tiga is right. We should really supplement Tiga's settings..."

"You're right!"

"Me too!"

The three of them sat hurriedly on chairs and wrote furiously...