In the original live broadcast [Crossover]

Although he didn't get any information related to the mission, Zhu Xun continued to let go in a very Buddhist way. Soon, this peaceful life was disrupted, and he had to worry about the mission again.

[Note: Today is the second day of No.20, and you have eight days left to make the list. 】

9527: "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! There are still eight days, eight days!!"

9527 screamed like a groundhog, and Zhu Xun leaned against the stone expressionlessly, his heart stagnant.

That's right, Zhu Xun can't live broadcast now, because the anchors participating in the mission can't start the live broadcast by themselves. Only when the system defaults that Zhu Xun's current situation involves the live broadcast content, it will automatically start the live broadcast. The rest of the time, Zhu Xun and the system are in a stand-alone state .

No live broadcast = no audience, no audience = no popularity, no popularity =...

A series of symbols flashed through Zhu Xun's mind. He still remembered that during the 1000-day countdown, his ranking was in the [-]s, which was only a few places away from [-]. After the past few days, he didn't know How much will it drop.

Unknown tribe members walked in front of him, and Eli quickly walked towards him. Zhu Xun pulled himself together, stood up and patted the sand on his body.

"Zhu Xun, have you seen it? The weather is still very hot today." Eli looked serious. He pointed to the sun high in the sky, and said each word, "Look at Kabi's sun, it's full of energy, it will shine tomorrow It will rise as it does today."

"It seems that's what you said." Zhu Xun's lips were a little dry, and he licked his lips, feeling no less flustered than Eri.

The time for ranking is getting closer and closer, and he is panicking now. The system prompts every morning make him feel like he is sitting on pins and needles. The passing time seems to remind him how urgent the remaining days are.

Reaching the top [-] in the remaining eight days is simply an impossible task.

It's not a good feeling at all, and no one likes to do something that is impossible.

"The rainy season has been dragging on for a long time, and everyone is in a hurry." Eli frowned, looking very worried, "My family packed up the food early, and now I can't determine the time of the rainy season, and I have to put some back...It's too bad. "

It's not just Eli, the Morata people seem very disturbed, and people who walk by Zhu Xun can see how nervous they are.

After the Judgment Day, although Zhu Xun was cleared of his crimes, not many people were willing to approach him. Now, these people can't care so much anymore. The problem of the rainy season is more important than any trivial matter. They can't afford to bear the flood. result.

"What should I do..." Zhu Xun muttered to himself. In fact, he wanted to rank the anchors, and Eli naturally regarded his eagerness as the impact of the delay of the rainy season, so he comforted him.

"Don't worry, Priest Rab has already said that if it doesn't rain in the next few days, we will directly bring food and migrate to the altar of Paolas."

"...Why don't you go now?" Zhu Xun asked suddenly.

"Because... Priest Rab needs a few days to seek Paolas's consent, which is a necessary process." Eli closed his eyes and made a prayer to the clear sky, "Great Paolas, Please bless us poor people!"

Zhu Xun's mind was in a mess. He didn't think about these gods at all. What he cared about was how to start the live broadcast and improve his anchor ranking.

A day passed in a hurry, Zhu Xun returned home, Xiu saw that he was not very happy these days, and there was a hint of concern on his face.

This guy has always been very arrogant, unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not show his true emotions. From now on, it can be seen how sullen and coquettish Xiu will be in the future.

"Zhu Xun, you have been looking at this pile of sand for a long time." Xiu's voice sounded from behind Zhu Xun, Zhu Xun didn't respond, Xiu paused, and quickly came to Zhu Xun's side.

"Zhu Xun, what happened?"

"..."

Zhu Xun couldn't say anything to Xiu. Seeing that Zhu Xun ignored him, Xiu insisted on turning his face to her.

"Look at me, not this pile of sand."

Xiu looked at Zhu Xun seriously, and suddenly, his face blushed, as if giving up something, he closed his eyes and said loudly.

"Is this pile of sand prettier than mine?!"

Although he is a product of close relatives that the tribe hates, his appearance is nothing to say.

Under Xiu's impactful words, Zhu Xun finally had some reaction. He rolled his eyes and cast his eyes on Xiu's face.

"Zhu Xun, what's wrong with you?" Xiu's eyes were full of doubts, but his blood-red eyes were fixed on him. "If it's because of the delay of the rainy season, we should pack up our things now and go to Paolas' altar."

"..."

"If Paolas doesn't welcome us, we'll go together!" Xiu Dayi said in awe-inspiring manner, and the big bird under his feet seemed to agree, and also called out.

With their encouragement, Zhu Xun finally confided his inner thoughts.

"...I'm very disturbed." Zhu Xun was in some pain. To be honest, he didn't know why he was like this.

"Is it the uneasiness brought about by the rainy season?" Xiu gritted his teeth and covered Zhu Xun's eyes with his hands. Soon, his voice was much lighter.

"Don't be afraid, I will always be by your side until you don't need me."

9527: "..."

Zhu Xun was a little dazed. Xiu's ability to say these words was beyond his expectation, but before he could think about it, Xiu's voice continued to come.

"This is what my mother told me when I was very young. When I was afraid, she would always put her hands on my eyes. This is the comfort of the Harper people on the plains." Xiu's voice was very low and trembling. "When my mother was still paying attention to me...she used to do that."

For a moment, Zhu Xun couldn't think about it. What 9527 said to him a long time ago echoed in his ears, and it couldn't disappear at all.

If you fail to make the list, you will lose the most important thing.

Xiu didn't withdraw his hand, Zhu Xun's eyes could feel the warmth of his palm, it was warm, like the sun shining on the water, gentle and calm.

This made Zhu Xun's heart gradually soften.

important stuff...

Zhu Xun recalled these words. Initially, what was important to him was the salt that he could put in food, but with the changes in the people around him, it has changed.

Although 9527 has been avoiding this question, Zhu Xun still cannot avoid thinking about it.

The figures of Dawu and Xiu flashed before Zhu Xun's eyes, like a revolving lantern, fleeting.

Zhu Xun: "9527, if you fail to enter the list, you will lose the most important thing...is life the same?"

After a long time, 9527 did not reply.

9527: "Well..."

It was as if a light flashed in front of Zhu Xun's eyes, and it penetrated Zhu Xun's body and extended to places he couldn't see.

At this moment, Zhu Xun finally understood the meaning of being on the list.

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