E-sports god's black powder

The night was as quiet as a blood demon. Gu Qingyao lay on his back on an ancient tree. He looked up at the sky, and there were leaves falling around him.

Before it falls, it is like countless sharp knives passing by!

The fallen leaves shattered into dust in the air and scattered into the night with the wind.

Gu Qingyao stretched out his finger, and an emerald green leaf just fell on his palm. Gu Qingyao twisted the leaf with two fingers, and stood in front of his eyes to observe the veins on it.

"Do you know where my generator is?"

The leaves in his hands were like a breeze, and the slender fingers slowly let go, and the leaves slid from the tree to the ground.

Light and fluffy without a trace of weight.

When it fell to the ground, there was only a slight shock, and it immediately turned into powder.

"Hey, a deserted island without internet..."

The black bear in the ruins of the castle guards the door and does not dare to come out. It is very cowardly.

"Aww?" the black bear tried to call out.

Gu Qingyao lay on the tree with his hands behind his head, as if he didn't hear it. After a long while, the black bear sneaked away on tiptoe and on catwalks.

At this moment, Gu Qingyao opened his eyes.

Because he suddenly thought of where his generator was, he turned over and fell from the tree. Gu Qingyao looked at the slightly eerie and eerie castle in the dark, feeling extremely proud!

When it was first built, because his hearing was sensitive and the sound of the generator was too noisy to delay his sleep, he asked someone to dig a basement under the third floor.

Dedicated to storing loud items.

After thinking this through, Gu Qingyao narrowed his eyes slightly, and in the next second, he was nowhere to be seen!

Below the castle, Gu Qingyao stood on the legendary generator with his long legs slightly apart, with an unattractive expression on his face.

He looked around, even though there was no light inside, the vampire's eyes had a special structure, even in the darkest environment, they could still capture what they wanted to see.

The entrance and exit of this basement have been crushed to death by gravel, and now if Gu Qingyao spends time and effort to dig through that road, he might be suspected by others.

After looking for food, the big black bear originally planned to go back to sleep where it often stayed, but when it thought of that little man with a terrifying aura, it twisted its buttocks and planned to find a place to make a living tonight.

As a result, when it turned around, a huge boulder rolled down from the mountain!

The black bear has probably never seen such a strange time in its life. It quickly hid behind the tree, and the boulder didn't seem to notice it, and it still rolled past quickly with the force of defying gravity!

Soon, a loud noise shook the sky and woke up the birds in the jungle. The black bear squatted down with its head in its arms, not daring to move!

Gu Qingyao shook his hand, glanced at the boulder falling on the ground out of the corner of his eye, he didn't expect that he hadn't done anything for a long time, and now his hand felt a little numb all of a sudden.

He was still standing on the generator, the moonlight shrouded Gu Qingyao like a mysterious veil, and beside his feet was the boulder that the frightened black bear hugged his head to save his life on the spot.

The huge boulder weighed a thousand catties, and the water droplets stirred up by falling from the air seemed to awaken ghosts and ghosts, and the shadows in the water swayed with the moonlight.

Due to the age, the basement has seen water seepage for many years. When the moonlight came in, it was vaguely discovered that there was already a meter of water here.

Gu Qingyao stood firmly on the generator with a pair of long legs, took out the mask from his pocket and shook it casually, and after putting it on, he took off the sunglasses from the collar and put it on his forehead.

Then with a hook of his finger, he hung the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

Looking down at his own reflection in the water, Gu Qingyao took off the sun hat from his waist.

It was at this time that Gu Qingyao took out his mobile phone and turned it on, using the last bit of power to start the live broadcast.

——? ? ? ?

——Am I not mistaken, there is still electricity?

——I rely on being so black?

"The thing under my feet is the engine from 100 years ago."

Gu Qingyao turned his wrist and pointed the camera at the iron lump under his feet.

This generator is as tall as a person, but the power generation is less than half of the current small generators. The convenience and speed brought by the advancement of science and technology are far beyond what humans could have imagined 100 years ago.

——Although I can’t see what’s around, the light reflected from the ground should be water, right?

——Ning’s generator has been soaked in water for 100 years, can it still work?

——It’s dark, I can’t see anything clearly

——Can it be repaired?

"I don't know yet," Gu Qingyao propped his chin with one hand, his voice still lazily lazy, "but live broadcast with the last bit of power, just to tell you that I'm not dead yet. After the generator is repaired, continue the live broadcast. I was forced! I had to go on vacation! Do you understand?"

——…

——I was speechless.

——Then the question is, now that there is so much water, how should Qing Yao repair it?

Gu Qingyao was too lazy to answer these questions, he looked up at the open-air ceiling, and then remembered that he had to explain this matter.

So there was no notice, Gu Qingyao turned the camera and pointed the phone directly above his head!

"Did you see it? The rock on the mountain fell down and made a big hole in the basement. I just found the generator."

——Although, I always feel a little strange

——Why do I always feel that something is wrong?

——Am I thinking too much?Could it be that Shitou heard Qing Yao's heart and came here to help?

——There are falling rocks here, it’s too unsafe, Qing Yao, hurry up and change places

——At the moment, I only worry about a bear

Gu Qingyao looked at the last 10% of the battery, and estimated that it would automatically shut down within 5 minutes of the live broadcast at most.

He stuck his phone between the pipes above the engine and, in front of millions of fans, stood up and did a warm-up routine.

Because he was wearing a T-shirt, every inch of his waist and abdomen could be clearly seen when stretching.

The barrage in the live broadcast room immediately changed its style.

——My mother! ! ! ! !

——Lick the screen, lick the screen! !

——To be honest, no matter what Qing Yao looks like, I'm going to be a fan just because of her figure and long legs!

——Fuck, porn anchor, report it!

——Drool flowed all over the screen, I believe I am not the only one now

——Any screenshot can become the cover of a male model magazine, so sexy!

After warming up, Gu Qingyao jumped into the water without saying a word, the splash of water stunned the fans in the live broadcast room for a second.

——The water has seeped underground for hundreds of years, will Qing Yao be poisoned to death if she jumps in like this?

—What did he go down for?

— Check the condition of the engine, shall we?

——Ah, why do I always feel that Qing Yao is trying to die? Does he have a medical team on the island alone?

Like a swimming fish, Gu Qingyao's diving posture was very beautiful, and he followed the engine to find the cylinder block and crankcase underneath.

He touched the general structure of the cylinder block with his fingers, and then went down the engine. When his feet fell to the bottom of the water, he felt the depth of the diesel engine into the mud.

After making up his mind, Gu Qingyao paddled the water with both hands, and quickly dived out of the water.

When appearing in front of the camera, Gu Qingyao didn't forget to put on the sunglasses first, and then jumped up while supporting the engine.

——emmmmm, this is embarrassing

——Don’t think I didn’t see Qing Yao wearing sunglasses

——Is it the big girl of Huang Hua?Afraid of people watching?

Gu Qingyao didn't go to watch the live broadcast room. After landing on the shore, he took off his wet T-shirt neatly, wrung out the water in his hand, put it on again, and prepared to take off his pants.

With his fingers on the waistband of his trousers, he glanced back at the camera, then moved to the side before making a move.

——What the hell, my pants are almost off, why are you hiding!

——Your finger is on the report button, you should take it off!

——Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah good figure, must have abdominal muscles, it is a pity that I didn't have a chance to see Little Cherry!

——What the hell is in front of the trough?

After putting on the clothes again, Gu Qingyao sat in front of the camera with a pair of long legs crossed.

"The water intake of the engine should be fine, and there are few oxidized places. Now I want to be thankful that the rubber is not something that is easily corroded, otherwise I am really helpless."

Gu Qingyao was taking off his hat at this moment, and was playing with his hair casually with his hands.

—Can you still repair the engine?

It's a pity that before Gu Qingyao could answer, the phone had exhausted the last bit of battery, and the screen was completely black.

Gu Qingyao didn't care either, he stood up and planned to collect materials locally, and find something to use as a lever to send the engine to the ground.

If he didn't plan to live broadcast, Gu Qingyao didn't care and just moved the engine to the ground, but once the live broadcast started later, it would be troublesome for the audience to ask for an explanation, so it would be better to repair the engine step by step and in a human way.

So Gu Qingyao, who didn't need to sleep at night, took out the military knife in his backpack and went to cut trees.

Animals and birds that have been quiet in the mountains for a hundred years have always been good animals that go to bed early and get up early, but tonight...

They had to stay up all night amidst the noise since that long, strange creature had arrived.

Misery!

When going up the mountain today, Gu Qingyao saw a kind of tree in the rainforest, the hard Central American rosewood. It is not easy to cut down this kind of tree, but it is definitely good to cut a thick branch to make a pulley.

Using the trunk of the tree in twos and threes, Gu Qingyao climbed up the tree beautifully. Gu Qingyao pinned the military knife to his waist, held the horizontal bar of the branch with both hands for support, and lowered his waist and abdomen with both arms, with a click!

Gu Qingyao let go of one hand and propped one foot on the tree pole. The click sound became louder, and the whole branch was actually boarded off!

The little bat landed on a nearby leaf, grabbed the edge of the leaf with its small claws, and hung itself upside down. Seeing the heroic posture of its master taking the branch in mid-air, it squeaked twice.

"Even if you want to start a live broadcast, there is no battery."

The little bat was instantly discouraged.

The master just folded the branches so handsomely, but there is no audience, what a waste!

Pile the branches directly under the tree, Gu Qingyao jumped down from the tree, gathered the branches together...

"Little Bat, move it back for me."

Little Bat, "Squeak?"

"Since there is no audience, I won't be handsome." Clapping his hands, Gu Qingyao left without taking a piece of his sleeve.

After Gu Qingyao returned to the castle, he walked around inside and found that the black bear who had been away for a night had not returned, so he wanted to go to the black bear's den to make do with it.

But when he got closer and saw the black bear's hair falling inside, he curled his lips in disgust and walked to the other side.

After a whole night of tossing, the sky was already slightly bright, but Gu Qingyao didn't dislike it in the slightest.

He sat on the castle wall and admired the gradually bustling dense forest, and rubbed his belly.

Seems like it's time for some wild game?

The author has something to say: In the evening, when I brushed the clear water, I came across such a post:

Subject: An author in favorites, very excited and happy to reply when there is a comment at the beginning[22]

I feel so guilty, because I seem to reply to you less recently. In fact, I will read all the comments you leave. Some small readers leave comments for a long time, and I will happily read them again. The reason why I don’t reply It's because I don't know what to reply, I will smile knowingly when I see you happy and jumping, I will feel guilty when I see the comments that everyone reminds me to update, and I will say "huh~" when I see typos in your comments, cute.

But when I want to reply to your words, I suddenly feel that I am very short of words.

Don't despise me, little cuties.