Terror broadcast

"You're... very... weak right now."

Pan Wenji spoke to Su Bai in very poor Chinese.

"Yes, I am indeed very weak now, but I still have the strength to pull the trigger." Su Bai's chin rested on Pan Wenji's short shoulder, but the seriousness in his words was very clear.

threaten?

Su Bai never accepts threats from others, and rarely threatens for the sake of threatening.

For some reason, Pan Wenji felt that if he didn't give him the eggs, he would really shoot him, even if he was killed by Jin Yingai after his death.

Pan Wenji is a very conceited person, and conceited people are often extremely sensitive people.

This is not a negotiation, and the other party has no intention of negotiating terms with me.

"OK."

After a brief hesitation, Pan Wenji gave in. Although insect eggs are precious, his own life is even more precious. If his life is still there, the insect eggs can continue to be cultivated. If his life is gone, there will be nothing.

In the game rules and ecosystem of radio and listeners, listeners know better that nothing is more precious than the last breath they have left, because as long as you still have breath, radio can also take you there after you leave the story world. Complete recovery in an instant.

Two insect eggs floated out from Pan Wenji's clothes. Su Bai smiled, reached out, grabbed the two eggs, and put them into his mouth without hesitation.

Pan Wenji even heard a crunching sound similar to chewing jelly beans, which made Pan Wenji feel as if ten thousand chickens were rushing past. What kind of freak was this!

Because in the Eastern circles, the Chinese audience circle rarely intersects with the Korean and Japanese audience circles, there is a saying circulating in the Korean and Japanese circles that among opponents of the same level, the audiences in the Chinese circle are often more terrifying.

Because they are utilitarian and because of their more brutal competitive environment;

Compared with the Korean and Japanese listeners whose internal circles are relatively harmonious and who need broadcasters to step down to create conflicts between the Korean and Japanese circles, they are a bit like flower buds in the greenhouse compared with the Chinese circle listeners. Otherwise, they would not have much influence. Have enough leisure time to evolve your own strengthening into a real profession.

A samurai needs to have the appearance and habits of a samurai, and a ninja needs to have the creed and elegance of a ninja. These things are just a waste of time in the eyes of Chinese audiences.

"Will you kill me?" Pan Wenji asked.

Su Bai has already swallowed two insect eggs. With these two eggs as a foundation, he can basically recover from his injuries. If the blood of the two senior listeners in front of him can be added, then You can directly return to your peak state.

But after thinking about it, Su Bai still replied: "No, I won't kill you."

yes,

What if I still need you to give me bugs to eat in my next reincarnation?

Kill you and you might be absorbed by someone else.

Letting go and putting away the Hellfire Shotgun, Su Bai gently patted Pan Wenji on the shoulder, turned around, and left.

Pan Wenji turned around and looked at Su Bai's back. Jin Yingai came over at this time,

"Don't chase?" Jin Yingai asked.

"If you dare to chase, do you still need to ask me?" Pan Wenji shook his head and sighed. He began to raise his head again, looked at the dark sky, gritted his teeth,

"Tell me, is there something wrong with this story world?"

………………

This is a stop leading from the county town to the nuclear power plant. In the past, ordinary civilian vehicles were absolutely not allowed to appear here, but this stop plays a very important audit and warning role.

However, what originally needed to be protected in this station has exploded, and this place has completely become a no-man's land.

The three fat men deliberately slowed down their progress. Everything was exactly the same as in the last reincarnation. The smarter people are, sometimes, the more cautious they are and the better they know their choices.

Therefore, for the fat man and the monk, even if they are given ten more reincarnations, they will still follow this rhythm and deliberately slow down, instead of being the first ones to enter the nuclear power plant.

This is where they are different from Su Bai. If Su Bai is reincarnated ten times, probably most of the time Su Bai will choose to follow the crowd and walk slowly, taking his time and letting others go first. We'll talk about exploring the way ahead, but it's probably going to happen once or twice. Young Master Su suddenly lost his temper and hurriedly broke into the nuclear power plant.

The fat man leaned against a wall and took off his helmet. He was wearing a radiation-proof suit. It was actually very uncomfortable. Taking it off at this time was a kind of self-relaxation. Even if it caused more radiation for the fat man, it didn't matter.

"I haven't met Dabai yet. Maybe Dabai is really not in this story world." Fatty muttered.

The monk shook his head, but along the way, the monk seemed to be shaking his head frequently. In the monk's opinion, Su Bai should also be in this story world. Since the broadcast arranged the three of them together, it would not be wrong. As for the lack of one of the three, this is also a pity for broadcasting.

But where did Su Bai go? From the beginning of the story world, was he not in the same place as himself and others?

The monk closed his eyes. He felt as if he had thought of something, but it was so vague. For example, from the beginning of the story world?

"The most critical thing is that the main mission has not been released on the radio, so now we are like a poor woman with bound feet in ancient times, stumbling with no goals and no motivation."

The fat man yawned and stretched. It was already evening, and the sky was gradually changing from drowsy to dark.

"This is quite lyrical." Gyatso smiled.

At this moment, the monk, who had already sat down cross-legged to meditate and plan to rest, suddenly stood up and looked towards the forest opposite.

The fat man also sensed this, and looked at each other with Gyatso, and the two of them immediately stood up.

"How alert."

In the woods, a man wearing casual clothes walked out. The man was very handsome, giving people the feeling of a big boy next door. There was no sharpness in his whole body. In short, he made people feel Very comfortable.

But among those who can be an audience and appear in this level of difficulty, who has never had blood on their hands? Who has not seen numerous births and deaths?

This guy is actually able to resolve everything and only reveal his spring-like temperament, which in itself explains a lot.

"Mu Nan, I didn't expect to meet you in this story world." The fat man stared at the man walking out of the woods, his voice seemed a bit deep.

"It's just that you failed to trick me last time and I fought back in self-defense. You don't need to keep such a small thing in mind, right?"

"Amitabha, what's the matter?" The monk clasped his hands together and acted very politely. Of course, this was because four more people came out of the forest behind Munan. One of them, a woman, made the monk take a second look. Not because of beauty, but because the monk felt that the other person's aura seemed a bit unstable. Was he injured?

It would be hard to tell if Munan was the only one who came out and the monk was still rude.

"It's nothing, we just happened to meet each other." Munan looked very casual, "I discovered that there are listeners from other countries in this story world. In this case, our own domestic listeners should not say that they are united as a monolith, but we must say hello first. Unless it is really necessary, we should try our best not to take action internally, as it is not cost-effective for foreigners to take advantage."

The fat man twitched his face and said, "You also care about this?"

"Of course, of course I care about this." Munan pursed his lips, "Okay, that's what I'm talking about. I believe that you won't join our team, so I won't invite you. I wish you all the best. Survive this story world smoothly."

Munan turned around and was about to leave. When he turned around, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something and asked: "By the way, I remember receiving a message. You all seem to be living in Shanghai now, right? But you seem to be Four people, where’s the other one?”

"Did you arrange for the broadcast to enter the story world?" Fatty asked nonchalantly, "Whoever it arranges to enter the story world also needs your approval?"

Hearing this sarcastic answer, Munan, who had his back to the three fat men, had a look of surprise on his face. He didn't care whether it was sarcastic or not, because he had already got the answer he needed.

Immediately, he looked at the location of the nuclear power plant in the distance.

It should be,

That’s it.

However, when Munan was about to take steps to leave with the four people around him, in the direction from which they came, a man with tattered clothes walked out of there.

Munan's eyes instantly noticed the other party's clothes and aura.

The clothes were severely damaged, with obvious time deposits, and the breath was very unstable. It should have been forcibly restored with the help of foreign objects after being seriously injured. Moreover, although most of the skin seemed to have just shed, there was still some residue left. A smell of body decay.

"Dabai!" Fatty shouted.

The three of them had a look of surprise on their faces. They didn't expect that Su Bai would come into their sight like this at this time.

"Are you Su Bai? I've heard of your name."

Munan smiled at Su Bai and prepared to leave around Su Bai.

However,

Su Bai turned his head at this moment and looked at Munan,

"Let me see how long you can keep pretending!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Bai reached out and grabbed Munan's shoulder. Munan subconsciously took a step back to the side, but Su Bai's fingers had grabbed the opponent's shoulder hard before.

A piece of human skin was torn off by Su Bai.

After this piece of human skin was torn off, Munan's shoulders were exposed with smooth and tender skin similar to that of a woman.

Pretend?

There was a solemn look in the monk's eyes. Since this disguise technique even imitated the breath of others, how could he have misjudged it just now?

"hehe……"

The only woman among the four people on Munan's side came out. The skin on her body began to fall off, revealing rotten flesh. The originally delicate and pretty face turned into the face of an extremely ferocious man. His eyes were fixed on Su Bai,

"Originally, I was still a little unsure."

The real Munan's voice became very hoarse because his body organs are basically in a semi-necrotic state now.

"However, what you did just now confirmed my previous suspicion. You are still too careless."

A hoarse and intermittent voice came out of Munan's mouth at this time, with the aura of a dying person.

"Oh, are you careless? Maybe." Su Bai shrugged nonchalantly, "But I don't intend to let you leave alive?"