Make money at the end of the day to redeem the earth [Live]

The pitch-black fuselage stood quietly in a vast open space, and no one was stationed around, because the entire warship was the greatest protection.

It can be said that as long as someone dares to approach within a kilometer of the spaceship, they will be blasted to pieces by these high-tech weapons hidden under the skin.

This is the warship where the xx civilization is stationed.

At the hatch of the warship, a young man stood tall and straight like a lone pine, with a calm expression. His military uniform that fit him perfectly gave him an iron-blooded temperament.

His name is Babumi, he is the highest authority on this warship, and he is also one of the secretaries of His Royal Highness Second Highness xx Civilization.

As the confidant of His Highness the Second Highness, Babumi hated this group of earth ants who didn't do anything practical but couldn't die.

If it weren't for this group of redundant people, they would have already mined the resources that make them excited, and they would have trampled on His Highness's hypocritical factions!

The shadows in Babumi's eyes flowed, and the steps on his feet were not chaotic at all. He walked through the bottom floor of the warship, where the "elites" sent by the ants on the earth were imprisoned.

Every time he returned to the warship, he would pass by here, watching these gifted elites fight bloody like gladiators, watching them sacrifice their last drop of value.

"Bang bang bang!"

Babumi didn't even need to turn his head to know what was going on inside. It was nothing more than a few elites being instigated by the spies they deliberately brought in, and there was another internal friction.

Thinking of this, Babumi's eyes flashed with joy.

The leaders of the group of ants are probably still dreaming of relying on these elites to rise up, but unfortunately, their Second Highness is so brave, how could he give them the slightest chance?

Enough of admiring the ugliness of this group of elites, Babumi strode towards the office where His Highness the Second Highness was, and made today's report routinely.

After leaving the bottom floor, all the facilities of the warship have taken into account both comfort and practicality. Not only are comfortable rooms arranged for sailors on long voyages, but there are also spacious training rooms and arenas. .

As Babumi walked through the corridor, he could still hear a few soldiers gossip.

"Hey, tell me, why didn't His Highness just kill this group of ants and offer sacrifices to heaven?"

Because that idiot organization of the Universal Peace Federation disagrees!

"Maybe it's because His Highness is kind-hearted. They signed the deed of selling themselves and gave them a chance to redeem it. However, can they really take out 1000 billion star coins?"

It's just that if they can't take it out, the sooner they die, the better!

"I don't know, but to be honest, the live broadcast of this group of ants is pretty good."

fart!

Babumi couldn't listen anymore, stepped out of the shadows, and glanced at the crowd with dark eyes: "Is the training finished?"

"Lord Babumi!"

Immediately, all the soldiers gathered together lowered their heads, cursing bad luck in their hearts.

Babumi stared straight at them, and he didn't go in with a cold snort until the Second Highness's growl came from the office.

A few soldiers who survived the disaster patted their chests: "Fuck, this is too fierce!"

"Yes, yes, I don't feel human rights at all..."

"Actually," a soldier said in a low voice, "I think they are pretty good."

The rest of the people were silent for a moment, and no one dared to speak, but obviously there were not a few who agreed.

Babumi, who didn't know anything about it, was standing upright in front of the second highness's desk, watching the second highness smash everything that could be smashed in his hands, like a crazy hungry wolf.

After the Second Highness calmed down, Babumi said, "Your Highness."

His Highness the Second Highness suddenly leaned back, sat on the chair, his face darkened: "You want people, you want people, you want people, pressure, pressure, pressure, this group of ants is a good way!"

Babumi quickly scanned the documents and knew what the Second Highness was worrying about.

Unexpectedly, an insider appeared in their "closed beta" quota, allowing ordinary people to enter the live broadcast room, and now they have been stabbed to His Highness.

Babumi pondered for a while: "Your Highness, Zhouhe will agree to the live broadcast. We just need to hide the channel of the secret broadcast, and His Highness can only turn a blind eye."

"Of course I know! If it weren't for that idiot organization, how could there be so many things!" His Highness was a little irritable, but he still managed to calm down, "Now even the Orc Empire is petitioning, let's apply for the live broadcast to the star network, Once they are exposed to the star network, how can I let them die?"

That's right, Proxisl never thought of letting this group of so-called elites live to make money, he wished that these people would be finished in three days!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have secretly colluded with some countries on Earth to replace the selected elites with trash.

but……

Proxisle clenched his fists: "Ants of bad things!"

Babumi was very calm: "Your Highness, don't worry, there are so many live broadcasts, and only a few are relatively famous. We will continue to cast the unknown ones in the secret broadcast, and keep a few to attract attention."

His tone was weird: "It's just a few ants, and they can't save a trillion star coins."

Those abandoned planets don't even have spaceships to fly out of the planet. It's wishful thinking to earn star coins. Relying on live streaming rewards alone, the share is also a huge flaw.

Proxisle paused, and obviously thought of something with Babumi: "If they really get it all together, we won't lose money."

More than not losing money, it is blood earning!

After thinking about it, Proxisle looked at Babumi with admiration.

Duwei Babumi blushed uncommonly, and cleared his throat: "But star coins are too difficult to earn, why don't we impose a deadline on them..."

Babumi talked eloquently, scratching Proxisle's itch at every point. When Proxisle closed his eyes, he could imagine that in the future, he would return with a large sum of money, public support, and resources to kill the boss. The scene of stepping on the feet.

When the two of them finished their plans, more than half of the time had passed, and Babumi was about to leave, when Prosis suddenly stopped him.

Babumi was puzzled: "Your Highness?"

A trace of anxiety flashed in Proxisle's eyes, "I'll leave these things to other people, come here, I have other orders."

Babumi approached obediently, listening to Proxisle's instructions, his eyes gradually lost sight.

Ok?

Let him lurk as an undercover agent to cause sabotage?

What the hell?

Babumi walked out of the office in a daze, the shock in his eyes was hard to hide.

He scanned all the surviving materials in the live broadcast room, but he didn't understand why the Second Highness would do this.

After all, they are just a group of ants, no matter how they can jump, they are still ants. With the earth in their hands, what can the earth ants do?

However, Babumi is obviously obedient to His Royal Highness. With a serious attitude, he decided to lurk into the live broadcast room with the most potential first, and break through the effects of these live broadcasts one by one, disappointing the people of other civilizations!

Babumi lowered his eyes, and without hesitation entered the current list of No. [-]. Lu Liuyu's live broadcast room had not been broadcast for a long time, and there were tens of thousands of people gathered in him.

Now that the protective cover has disappeared for a while, this ordinary person who is not awakened in the legend should now live in a harsh environment... right?

Babumi glanced casually, and instantly squeezed his brain.

In the live broadcast room, a lot of golden ingots were piled up into a small mountain. The young man sat cross-legged on the boulder, and carefully folded the golden paper that he had finally found into a small and delicate gold ingot with downcast eyes.

Every frame is very graphic, and every barrage is full of tranquility and serenity.

[Woooooo so beautiful, I want the full identity of this anchor in 1 minute! 】

[What kind of hands are these!I originally came here to see dead people, but now I have no interest in dead people at all! 】

[It's so exquisite!I envy that bear cub, my father spoils me too much, he really deserves to be a member of my orc empire! 】

[Don't talk nonsense, the anchor looks like a person from our spirit world! 】

Babumi frowned and turned off the barrage, and a young man with a gold ingot in front of him even had a warm and friendly voice: "Bao, don't crush my ingot."

"It's my ingot!"

It was only then that Babumi realized that there was a happy glutinous rice dumpling lying in the golden Yuanbao Mountain. The little dumpling rubbed here and there, with round eyes, full of curiosity and happiness.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is the damned ants!

When did you actually assume the identity of the spirit world and the orc empire?

These big civilizations, are they able to curry favor with them!

Babumi lowered his face. As expected, His Royal Highness was right, so he should send someone to beat these ants in the face!

On the Evil Ghost Planet, Lu Liuyu, who made Babumi break his skills in an instant, was in a very happy mood.

For some unknown reason, none of the spectators who entered by mistake left, but the "spectators" who were already inside slipped away one by one.

Everything is going well, and Lu Liuyu feels that the future is smooth.

Lu Liuyu folded the last gold ingot and patted Xiao Jiu on the bear's head: "I see that there are still a lot of soft paper in this store, do I need to make some more skins for you?"

"do not want!"

Xiao Jiu refused very firmly, even a little scared.

Its family Liuliu is also an alternative kind of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is proficient in everything. The gentleman's six arts have been dabbled a little, but the dabble is a bit crooked.

For example, in painting, he will always only draw round cartoon characters and stick figures, as well as his own stunning photos.

When Xiao Jiu just woke up, she was tricked by this bastard into taking off her original skin, and then harvested a panda skin that was even bigger than a normal dumpling, which didn't match its heroic appearance at all!

Being disgusted, Lu Liuyu didn't force it, instead he cheerfully stacked a lot of ingots into a structure that was easy to burn.

"My treasure," Lu Liuyu sighed while piling up, "Dad has sacrificed a lot for this meal of yours!"

Who would have thought that there was not even a substitute for a lighter on this broken planet. He searched all the stationery stores and finally found a substitute for a magnifying glass.

Lu Liuyu planned to use his 30-point physics knowledge in junior high school to make a fire and burn the ingots to Xiaojiu later.

Little Nine glanced at the live broadcast barrage, and blinked at Lu Liuyu in a blink of an eye: "Liu Liu, hungry, eat!"

Then, [-]% of the fans felt distressed.

[Liu Liu, hurry up and feed the child! 】

[Reward the anchor, the anchor has worked hard, don't work hard kids! 】

[Wooooow How much is the anchor in debt?I paid you, bring the child back quickly, the orc empire can't afford to lose any cubs. 】

Lu Liuyu was just discussing life with Xiao Jiu habitually, but he did not expect to be condemned by the collective.

He was shocked by Xiaojiu's sudden cleverness, and also shocked that none of these fans were attracted by his heroic appearance, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

After being silent for a while, Lu Liuyu could only choose the most unpretentious clarification: "Although he is short of money, Xiao Jiu is indeed not a child of the Beastman Empire."

[? ? ?No, not registered, pup? 】

[Fuck!Anchor, is your child for sale? Bah!Does your child want to be a godmother?Graduates of imperial colleges earn millions a month and own many companies! 】

[I'll just say hello to my husband!Husband, take the kids home for dinner! ! ! 】

【shameless!Husband, look at me, I don't want cubs, I want your copy of "Ten Thousand Ghosts Chaozong" and the craftsmanship of stacking ingots! 】

Lu Liuyu: "..."

Didn't anyone appreciate his incomparable charisma?