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[Countdown to Doomsday: _______]

The scarlet reminder in front of him made Ji Huaichuan a little helpless.

When he woke up, he found himself in an unfamiliar environment. The place hadn't been cleaned for an unknown amount of time, and there was an earthy smell, and there was a thick layer of dust on the table. He didn't dare to take a big breath, for fear Take another breath of dirty ash.

After a few minutes.

After reading the memory of the original owner, he couldn't help but sigh.

In his previous life, because he was weak since he was a child, he was the reclusive young man from a rich family who always kept a mystery on the news. Unfortunately, no matter how rich his family was, they couldn't keep his life.

He had just turned 24 when he died, which is an untimely death.

Who would have thought that when he opened his eyes, he didn't die, but borrowed another body with the same name and surname as him to come back to life.

The man was as old as he was.

But it was much more embarrassing than him.

When I was young, I didn’t study hard, so I managed to pass three exams. After I got out, I worked a nine-to-five job. I was tired. I just wanted to make a lot of money, so I quit my job and wanted to follow the trend of the times and become an anchor. But fate didn’t favor me. For a person like him, let’s take a video like others. The highest number of views is only more than 1. Because he looks good, he still has a lot of fans. Unfortunately, this number of fans can’t make him realize his dream of getting rich overnight.

He simply started to find another way, trying every means to attract people's attention. He imitated other people's appearance as an anchor but couldn't hold his own. He was scolded for being too greasy. He came back and made some weird things to try to be a food broadcast. Some people paid attention to this. After all, what kind of live octopus he made was eating live octopus and so on. It was disgusting enough, and he almost sent himself to the hospital.

The attention gradually gained, but most of it was scolding. During the days when he was eating and broadcasting, his body was also ruined, and his appearance has seriously declined. Now the audience just treat him like a clown.

However, this "clown" was still unwilling and wanted to make a comeback.

He found a haunted house that was said to be haunted all the year round, and challenged him to live here for a week, and the script was written to ensure that there would be enough gimmicks, but he died on the first day he came in—maybe he was so courageous I just think that there are not so many mysterious things in the world, but there really are here.

As soon as Ji Huaichuan opened his eyes, he saw one hanging on the beam of the house.

In this world, everyone has secrets.

Ji Huaichuan naturally has it too.

His secret is that his eyes can see people's past and future, as well as creatures that ordinary people can't see.

Maybe this is the reason why he was weak since he was a child. He saw too many things he shouldn't see, so his life span was naturally short.

To describe it in one word, it might be "peeping into the sky".

But this rebirth brought him a second secret.

He has a predictive system that collects fortune.

As long as he collected enough luck required by the system, the scarlet countdown that appeared in front of his eyes just now would be unveiled, allowing him to see the string of numbers.

"That's the end..."

If you don't know when it will come, you can't prepare in advance. Human beings are likely to be completely wiped out in this disaster, and he is naturally included in it.

After half an hour.

Ji Huaichuan thoroughly understood how good luck came about.

In fact, it is very simple. If a person turns a corner in a dangerous incident, it is a blessing.

There are so many people on the earth, as long as he goes out and wanders in the street, he can always find a few unlucky ghosts, but if he just ran out rashly like this and said, "Oh, you will be in bad luck later, I will show you now." You better do what I tell you, you better do as I tell you", and you will be beaten if you are not caught as a lunatic.

So first of all, it's a matter of trust.

Ji Huaichuan pondered for a while, and suddenly had an idea.

The internet is so convenient now.

He intends to use the identity of the original owner and his special eyes to be a "magic stick".

Things like luck can always be collected.

Just do it.

Ji Huaichuan ignored the "person" dangling on the beam of the house, let it play on the swing, and quickly tidied up the original owner's equipment.

This haunted house is really suitable for pretending to be ghosts and ghosts. It is gloomy and dark, and there is an ominous smell everywhere, and the most important thing is that it used to be a shop selling funeral supplies!

The yellow talismans pasted on the cabinet at the back are still there.

Although it doesn't work anymore.

The original owner's mobile phone was unlocked with a fingerprint, and it turned on with a single press. He turned on the fill light, found the Ivory Live app, thought about it, set the title, and entered the live broadcast room.

The original owner now has a total of 10,000+ fans, most of them are black fans who read jokes, but it is enough.

Ji Huaichuan turned on the forecasting system and began to sit on the sidelines.

This system is quite easy to use, but those usernames that seem ordinary to others have become very different in his eyes.

Just find and countdown is the name of a color...

Chen Qingchen was happily eating instant noodles and watching a short video when he suddenly received a notification from the system.

"The anchor you follow [Xuanmen No.80 second-generation successor-Dachuan] has started live broadcasting, hurry up and watch it~"

Chen Qingchen laughed out loud.

"Brothers, the idiot I told you about going to catch ghosts on a live broadcast is now live!"

"It's just opened? You said it more than ten days ago, why is it only opened now, and the script is so difficult to write?"

"Damn it, I lost five games in a row just now, go for a walk, and go to his live broadcast room and swear a few words!"

There are six people in a dormitory, two of them are playing games online, and the remaining four are all enthusiastically led to the live broadcast room.

No matter what he is broadcasting, just scold him first!

But Chen Qingchen was not in a hurry to turn on the microphone, but carefully observed the background of the live broadcast room.

"Fuck, don't tell me, the place this idiot is looking for this time is really gloomy. It's much scarier than the deliberately old classroom last time. He even turned on a small light!"

"Wait, let me take another look at the title of the live broadcast room."

"Hahahahaha the big silent incident, the big silent incident, brothers! Come and see!"

"Live fortune telling - no money required -"

Everyone in a dormitory burst into laughter on the spot.

"Let's take a look again. The place is randomly selected from the audience who participated in the lottery. How about it? Do you want to click it? If we win the lottery, let's go and fuck him?"

"Okay, try it, I'll order first."

"Come on! I ordered too!"

"I also......"

A few people happily sat around a table, unwrapped the package of spicy noodles and made instant noodles.

The lottery mechanism of Ivory Live is used to distribute benefits to fans, and the lottery can be opened when there are 100 people.

Because of the previous dark history, the live broadcast room only started for 5 minutes, and the number of viewers quickly rose to more than 1.

And it's still growing.

After all, everyone likes to watch "Monkey Show".

Ji Huaichuan tapped the lottery button unhurriedly. Because of systematic intervention, the prize plate stopped spinning very quickly.

"Brother! Hit!"

"The above reminds the winners to send a private message to the anchor with their birthday and a photo in the backstage. Video is the best."

"..."

"Will it be posted? Who will it be?"

Chen Qingchen rolled his eyes, and suddenly settled on his roommate who was happily playing games.

"Sent to Lao Wang, hurry up, ask his birthday, 2000.1.19...sent successfully!"

But the smile on Chen Qingchen's face only appeared for a few seconds.

Then he frowned, his expression very puzzled.

"What?"

"He replied that he wanted mine."

"Fuck, how does he know that I didn't send it to me?!"