A New Character Every Month

While investigating the information, while waiting for the arrival of the next task.

As for the [-] reward points after completion, a small part was converted into money by him, and most of them were converted into corresponding supplies of the mecha.

Without logistics supplies, the mecha is just a large piece of scrap iron.

Not to mention that every time the mecha is damaged, the amount of money spent on repairing it is by no means a small amount.

And an experienced repairer is not something ordinary people can find, which is why he joined the Revolutionary Army.

Chapter 230 The five-year period has come

ding ding~

A burst of music rang in the hotel living room.

This is the pure music ringtone that comes with the phone.

Lin Zian calmly settled the last piece of steak on the table, wiped his mouth, and then took out a mobile phone from his body.

The mobile phone is a very ordinary mobile phone with high sales volume and low price.

It contained a card that he bought three days ago, and the only people who knew this phone number were members of the Revolutionary Army.

"Hello."

Lin Zian pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear.

A cold voice came from the opposite side: "King, your new mission..."

After 1 minute, the phone was hung up.

"Really think of me as a thug."

Thinking of the mission content he heard just now, the corners of Lin Zian's mouth curled up slightly.

When he came to the toilet, he took out the SIM card, turned it off and threw it into the toilet, and pressed the flush button.

Accompanied by the sound of rapid water flow, the phone card did not know where it was going.

Back in the bedroom, Lin Zian turned on the laptop on the table and entered a long string of URLs.

click to enter.

The page takes a second to load and ends up being a 404.

Without changing his face, Lin Zian entered a string of eight-character keys after the URL, and clicked to enter again.

This time, a normal web page finally appeared.

The content on the webpage is the target information of this new mission, including its identity, address, and even the crimes committed.

After memorizing the important information inside, Lin Zian exited the website, closed the notebook, and turned to look at the props on the bed.

A blue-purple knight outfit, a blue-purple cloak, and a strange mask with a blue center and black edges.

Since he was on the Internet the day before yesterday, he stumbled upon his own video and saw his influence, so he purchased these props.

In this age of materialism and entertainment to death, people need an idol.

Not the kind of assembly line entertainment idol created by capital, but an idol that can bring comfort to people's hearts and touch them.

And these tools are his first step in creating an idol.

After packing up his personal items, he went downstairs to check out.

Lin Zian is not a person who likes to procrastinate.

Joining the Revolutionary Army was not just for logistical reasons.

Since the top brass of the Revolutionary Army regarded him as a thug, he didn't mind cooperating in a few scenes.

On the other hand, it can also set up the name of an idol.

The time limit he set for himself was three years.

In the case of no time limit for system tasks, three years is neither too short nor too long.

……

night.

The stars of the Commonwealth are shining.

Somewhere under the stars, in the courtyard of the villa.

Dozens of students from Mech Academy are holding a barbecue party.

The students gathered together in twos and threes, eating and chatting.

In one of them, several youthful boys were drinking and joking with each other.

"Hi, Peter."

Someone said: "Didn't you just confess to Lisa? Did you succeed?"

The student named Peter shook his shoulder-length hair and sighed: "I would like to succeed, but Lisa is too unrealistic, insisting on finding someone who is similar to his idol as a boyfriend. Not qualified at all."

"Who is her idol?"

"At our age, and in the Mecha Academy, who else could be an idol?"

"You mean..."

"Black King!"

Someone next to him added.

"correct."

Peter complained: "People who are comparable to the Black King in this world have been dead for a long time. She said that clearly because she wanted to die alone."

The bad friends patted him on the shoulder: "Peter, the festival is bad."

"What's the festival?"

Peter's slightly drunk face was full of confusion.

Seeing his expression, several bad friends shook their heads helplessly.

The black king made it clear that it was Lisa's excuse, or an excuse that they could never surpass.

But who can blame this?

They looked at Peter's ordinary face, and then turned their heads to look at the sexy and alluring Lisa who was dancing to the music in the open space of the party center.

At least this reason for refusal is not too uncomfortable.

Ding Dong!

Suddenly, the sound of text messages rang out one after another, pulling them back from their thoughts.

Peter took out his mobile phone drunkenly, opened the text message, and read the content in a daze: "The URL of the Heiwang live broadcast room..."

"Peter, you got that message too?"

A bad friend held a mobile phone and suddenly spoke out.

Other bad friends also echoed: "We have also received this text message."

At this time, several people looked aside and found that they were not the only ones who received this text message. Among the dozens of people present, nearly one-third of them received it.

"Hehe, what kind of spam text messages, how could Black King start a live broadcast."

Peter said and put down his phone, and continued to eat the skewers.

"real!"

Suddenly, a boy not far away raised his mobile phone and shouted: "It's true! This text message is true!"

Peter and the others looked over there suspiciously, and before they could make a sound, someone asked the doubts in their hearts: "What text message is real?"

"The Black King's live broadcast room, in the live broadcast room is really the Black King, and his exclusive mecha, the Black Emperor, is also inside."

The student who yelled loudly said excitedly.

Several classmates who were closer to him also became surprised when they saw the screen of his mobile phone.

"Really?"

Peter and the others looked at each other, then stretched out their hand in the next second, took out their mobile phone again, opened the text message they put in the trash can, and clicked into the live broadcast room through the URL.

As soon as the screen changed, what appeared on everyone's mobile phones was a clean and pure live broadcast room.

You can't log in to your account, you can't speak, you can't like it, and there are no endless advertisements and traps for tempting consumption.

Yes, it's just an ordinary live broadcast.

In the picture, the tall, ferocious, ferocious black emperor stood quietly in place like a tiger about to be released from the cage.

And on its shoulders stood a man wearing a blue-purple cloaked knight outfit and a mask.

With just one glance, Peter and the others, who are fans of the Black King, recognized the person in the picture as their idol, the Black King.

There is also a countdown in the upper right corner of the video, and there are still 120 seven seconds left before zero.

Judging from the time from when they received the text message to entering the live broadcast room, the original time should be about 3 minutes.

The Black King and the Black Emperor were motionless in the picture. If it wasn't for the corner of the Black King's cloak being blown up by the breeze from time to time, they might have thought that this so-called live broadcast was actually just a picture.

Since most people did not receive the live broadcast invitation, and it was inconvenient to watch on mobile phones, soon some students took out a small projector.

Connect the mobile phone and project the screen of the live broadcast room on the wall of the villa.

The students who were originally scattered in the courtyard couldn't help but gather together, looking at the live broadcast on the wall.

"One minute left, what do you guys think Black King is doing this live broadcast for?"

"There must be a major announcement, and I can't help but feel excited."

"He is now the most wanted criminal in the Federation. Isn't he afraid of being found by following the signal when he starts the live broadcast?"

"Hehe, so what if they found the black king, could they still catch the black king?"