Full-level evil god airborne paranormal live broadcast [unlimited]

To describe it, this feeling is very similar to tinnitus from exhaustion, or auditory hallucinations caused by excessive anxiety, and sudden fear for no reason.

Fortunately, this feeling disappeared in the blink of an eye.

No one cares, after all, people in this era have already developed immunity to negative states, and the moment of losing their minds is just one of thousands of discomforts.

This discomfort evolved from despair 20 years ago.

From the day when the White Walkers appeared in the first subplane, human beings thought their doomsday had come.

Their hero, Hao Ren, stood up in the chaotic despair and reached an agreement with the wanton ghosts-this is the "New World Covenant".

The covenant binds humans as much as it binds the White Walkers.

From the date of achievement, the ghosts are not allowed to kill human beings at will, and human beings are divided into three classes: superior people, reserve soldiers and sacrifices.

Elite people account for 1%, and they are the core of the operation of human society, and they are indispensable.

Reserves account for 89%, and they can live as ordinary people, but they may face the danger of being selected.

Sacrifice accounts for 10%, and those who are selected as sacrifices need to sacrifice their own lives to maintain the stability of the New World Convention.

Although it is not fair, most of the interests have been preserved.

And those tragic sacrifices were not lifeless.

The convention gave them a way to survive.

The core device is implanted in the body to become the anchor of the "platform". After surviving every live broadcast, and gaining enough points, they can cancel the identity of the anchor.

Of course, the anchor cannot get cold feet.

Either broadcast live, or the core device explodes.

Since that day, the world has returned to normal.But the fear of the future hidden deep in everyone's heart is destined to make them unable to live comfortably.

On the screen, Zhu Yi had already withdrawn his gaze.He stood up and walked slowly back to the toilet.

The audience looked at him in disbelief.

This person is not only crazy, but also crazy.

There is a hidden danger in the toilet!

However, Zhu Yi seemed to have forgotten the knock on the cubicle door, and went straight to the water-stained mirror.

Fortunately, the knock on the door had stopped for a while, and there was no intention of continuing to make trouble for a while.

Zhu Yi leaned forward and wiped an area on the mirror where the reflection could be clearly seen with the palm of his hand.

His face was so dark that his facial features could not be seen clearly, the dried blood was stained, and his hair was like straw that grew wildly.

He looked at himself in the mirror, then frowned and said to himself: "It's so ugly."

There was a creaking sound from the water pipe, like a coughing old man clearing his throat. After a while, clear water flowed out.

Zhu Yi bent down and splashed a handful of water on his face, leaving a layer of black paste on his hands.

The audience in the live broadcast room spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

——What time is he still washing his face!

— That compartment is right behind you! !Stop the second iron! ! !

——Washing your face in front of the mirror in the toilet of the supernatural live broadcast, there are too many elements, so pay attention.

——Although, the host is called Zhu (zhu) Yi (yi), the illiterate one in front.

Zhu Yi didn't know how anxious the dozens of people in the live broadcast room were, they closed their eyes and wiped off the drops of water on their faces.The wet hair was tucked behind the ears, revealing the soft lines that had been hidden.Clear drops of water flowed across the cheeks, gathered at the tip of the chin to form a small bucket, and then fell down.

The whole face is beautiful enough to describe, except for those eyes.

Because the eyes are Zhu Yi's own, containing indescribable terror, endless knowledge, and the power to deprive others of their sanity.

Because he is a god awakened by believers at the cost of their lives, an existence that comes from the depths of the ocean and cannot be touched by humans.

Suddenly, a moment of confusion appeared in his eyes, the light that distorted the space, and the reflection in the mirror seemed to be blurred.

The flesh and blood of human beings cannot withstand the coming of the godhead for a long time, and it is thanks to the pious belief of the original owner of this body that he can maintain his body.

Moreover, Zhu Yi absorbed the energy of the two ghosts continuously. Although these energies are very useful, they are undoubtedly making things worse at this moment.

Zhu Yi held his forehead, feeling that his sanity might collapse at any moment.

This kind of collapse requires the power of faith to suppress it, and the faith left by the body owner alone is not enough.

He took a breath and straightened his back.

Use this body to liberate the body that is still imprisoned in the deep sea - this is the only way for him to escape that guy's imprisonment.

So he had to find other humans as soon as possible before his body was disintegrated, and let them become his believers.

At this moment, a translucent green bullet box popped out in front of him.

[Non-compulsory mission - Juanzi's request.

(Open the second toilet compartment, you can trigger this task.)]

[Task level - Mountain of Swords and Sea of ​​Fire.

Note that this task is life-threatening. 】

【mission rewards--

1. In this live broadcast, I got help from Juanzi once.

2. Obtain four hearts. 】

Zhu Yi's live broadcast room has attracted many new viewers because he escaped from death twice in a row.

The newcomers only came to watch Zhu Yi's live broadcast because of recommendations from friends.

According to their words - watching the live broadcast is a kind of learning, and it is the best behavior to increase the chance of survival when you are unfortunately sacrificed for yourself.So time should be spent wisely, wouldn't it be good to watch more of the boss's live broadcast?

Seeing Xi Qi's anchor is like buying a fund that fluctuates up and down. Who knows that one day this chicken will no longer be able to swing up.

Therefore, most of the new audiences who came in came in with their own condescending mentality.

It turned out that Zhu Yi was either washing his face or looking in the mirror, and he was not serious about the live broadcast at all, so there were a lot of question marks on the barrage.

Beauty is beauty, but it is a vase.

New viewers come to that conclusion.

Viewers can also see the live broadcast tasks released by the platform.

Although I don't know what kind of NPC this Juanzi is, but after completing the task, I can get help from an NPC during the live broadcast, which is a very useful trump card for the anchor.

But no one thinks that Zhu Yi, a vase that depends entirely on shit luck, dares to take on the task of swords and fires that almost no one dares to touch during the apprenticeship.

——Rubbing your hands, although you know it's impossible, you really want to know what Juanzi looks like.

——Don’t dream about the previous ones, it’s impossible to pick up the second railway.

——If the second iron dares to pick it up, I will stand upside down and eat shit.

——Eating shit upside down is useful, you have the ability to give him gifts.

——The anchor is really not called Ertie, hey!

While the barrage was still wrangling, the door of the second compartment was suddenly kicked open.

Zhu Yi raised his leg and still didn't take it back: "Ah, I forgot to accept the task."

Audiences:"……"

[You get a caring little padded jacket*1 from "Xiao Ming".With it, it will never be cold again when you hit the road. 】

[Currently, the total points of gifts contributed by the live broadcast viewers are 100 points, and the total points of the live broadcast room are 350 points, which is still 14999650 points away from your purchase of the withdrawal rights card (effect: return to the reserve). 】

The compartment was empty, with cobwebs in the corners, and it looked like no one had opened the door for a long time.

Yellow talisman paper was pasted on the three partition walls and the door panels, as if to restrain something.

However, these talisman papers had already drooped down, sticking to the wall so that they could not fall off, and it seemed that nothing could hold them down.

Zhu Yi looked at the mission pop-up window at the edge of his field of vision, and asked tentatively, "Can I get on the bus first and pay for the ticket?"

The pop-up window changed from green to red, which seemed to be angry.

The cold system sounded: "The series of missions 'Juanzi's Request' has become a mandatory mission, please accept it, otherwise the mission will automatically start in ten seconds."

Zhu Yi still kept the believer's memory. He followed the method of the believer and said "accept".

The pop-up window disappeared immediately, and there was a little girl in a red dress in the cubicle in front of her.

Her limbs are so slender that her head appears large and malnourished.

His whole body was terribly white, and under the faint moonlight, the surface of his skin seemed to be covered with a layer of cold blue.

The little girl raised her head, her face seemed to be made of white wax, with two strange blushes on her cheeks, her eyes were standard circles, like two black holes.The corners of the mouth reach to the ears, but the lips always cover the teeth.

The dolls in the New Year paintings also look like this, but in three dimensions, it makes people shudder.

Her eyes were bitter and cold, looking at Zhu Yi from bottom to top as if looking at a dish of food.

However, Zhu Yi didn't respond.

He lowered his eyes and asked, "What is your request?"

Because Zhu Yi's appearance was too natural and casual, as if he had asked this question thousands of times, Juanzi paused for two seconds before making a hoarse voice.

"If you want to make me happy, as long as I am not happy, I will kill you!"

[Compulsory side mission - Juanzi's request.Current progress 0/1

(Juanzi is entangled with you, you must please her to gain a chance.)]

Zhu Yi was a little puzzled.

Satisfying the requests of believers is his daily life in the long years.

Although he has been imprisoned in the deep sea for thousands of years by some bad guy, and his believers have gradually disappeared, but Zhu Yi is sure that he has never seen any believers pray to him in this tone.

This little girl wanted to kill him while begging him.

something.

Zhu Yi bent down and brushed away the hair blocking his eyes with his hands, intending to study this new type of believer up close.

Juanzi suddenly let out a scream, and squeezed out between his legs, covering her face.

Saya ran away.

[Compulsory side mission - Juanzi's request has been updated, current progress - 1/1

(Juanzi doesn't want to see you anymore, do something to win back Juanzi's heart!)]

audience:"?"

Zhu Yi: "?"

Zhu Yi felt hurt when he became unpopular.

very subtle.

Unfavorable start, Zhu Yi was about to leave this sad place when he suddenly found an extra piece of paper on the floor of the cubicle.

He bent down to pick it up, turned around, and realized it was a photograph.

It was taken at the entrance of the activity center, and there were three people on it.

The child in the middle is obviously Juanzi. On the left of Juanzi is a scrawny woman, and on the right is a grown man whose head has been torn off.

Juanzi's appearance is much more normal than it looks now, it should be taken when she was still alive.

But the woman in the photo looked uncomfortable, not because she was ugly, her face was out of focus and blurred, but it gave off a gloomy and desperate feeling.

At this time, the woman's eyes seemed to blink.

The audience in the live broadcast room was taken aback.

- reflective?She must have blinked!

——Not only blinked, but also let go of the hand on Juanzi's shoulder.

—Leuwenhoek was terrified in front of him.

Zhu Yi also noticed the strangeness of the photos.

Eye?

He suddenly remembered something, and hurried back to the activity room.

I didn't think it before, but when I went in from the outside, I could smell a musty smell in the room. It must have been a long time without ventilation.The curtains are thick and embroidered with dense stitches.A few low-quality metal color strips hung on it like decorations.

There were two long tables by the window sill, and there were some odds and ends on them, all of which were covered with a thick layer of dust.

A pair of glasses with lenses thicker than beer bottles was surrounded by the pile of sundries, and the tortoiseshell-colored thick-rimmed frames looked old-fashioned.

Zhu Yi had an expression of extreme disgust on his face, and after a long time of mental work, he picked up his glasses.

Then he pulled two metal colored strips, carefully wrapped them around the temples by moonlight, and finally tied them into bows to fix them.

The resistance in Zhu Yi's eyes turned into reluctance, and he put his glasses on the bridge of his nose with one hand.

The eyes behind the lenses are less conspicuous.

If the guess is correct, the two female ghosts and Juanzi ran like hell because they looked straight into his eyes.

This is still a ghost with spiritual power. If it is an ordinary human being, it is impossible to bear such a gaze.

"Except for me in this live broadcast, all the other anchors are my potential believers. Now my body urgently needs the power of faith to maintain stability, and I can't do bad things because of a pair of eyes."

We need to find these people as soon as possible.

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The gloomy corridor was filled with cold wind, and the moonlight was like ice, coating everything with a layer of blue light.

It makes people feel that maybe just making a little noise will be pulled into the abyss of fear.

Looking at Zhu Yi's point of view, the audience unconsciously held their breath.

Zhu Yi pushed his glasses and stood in the corridor, holding up the newspaper wrapped in a bucket.

He asked loudly, "Hey! Is anyone there!!!"

Audiences:"???"