Terror broadcast

Su Bai sat by the pond. It was already dark. He was like a lonely night watchman.

Is boring,

Very boring too,

Because Su Bai didn't know how long he would stay here, and, in a certain sense, since the broadcast had tampered with the definition of "3 hours" and extended the time accordingly, then, Broadcasting certainly limits you greatly in this story world.

Otherwise, in such a long period of time, Su Bai could go to the monster cave to hunt monsters, or hunt for treasures at the Taoist mountain gate, and push the natives in this story world all the way, grabbing whatever he sees, taking whatever he sees, this Letting Su Bai into the story world suitable for low-level listeners like Xun'er is basically equivalent to sending a tiger into the sheepfold.

But obviously, Su Bai couldn't even smell the smell of mutton anymore, let alone mutton. The pond was very clean, but there was no fish. He couldn't catch a fish and grill it.

Fortunately, if he doesn't eat for the time being, it won't have a big impact on Su Bai. In the past, the glass frame would cover you and constantly extract the life inside. Su Bai had experienced such an environment. Now this environment , although it restricts your freedom, it is already quite friendly.

However, Su Bai felt a little uneasy in his heart, that is, his strength was still too high for an audience of Xun'er's level.

It is impossible for Broadcast to directly set himself as the final boss. This is almost unsolvable for Xun'er and the others, but if this idea is followed, what if Broadcast wants to set himself as an NPC boss?

Then, broadcasting should weaken one's own strength, weaken one's own strength, or simply seriously injure oneself, let one's strength fall, and fall to the level of listeners like Xun'er who "work together as one" and "cooperate sincerely" and then "escape from death" "Levels that can be defeated below.

In short, there are many methods and many possibilities. It depends on the broadcaster how to choose.

There are actually houses in the yard, but Su Bai has tried it before. The doors and windows here are closed tightly. Even if you hit them with your fists, you can't open them. Here, it's really like being in a solitary confinement. You don't even have the right to vent. .

However, just when the moon hung at the top, layers of white mist began to rise from all the rooms here. This white mist slowly gathered into the pond and melted when it met the water, creating a "wonderland" "Ethereal" feeling.

What's going on?

Su Bai stood up, walked to the door of a room, stretched out his hand, but his hand stopped in mid-air.

Oh shit,

Isn't this intentional on the broadcast?

If I keep sitting here admiring the moon in a daze, how can it have the chance to seriously injure itself?

After thinking this, Su Bai took two steps back.

Depend on,

What I’m getting is a reward, and it’s not my story world. If I don’t follow your wishes, can you really punish me, a normal audience?

If it was a story world that he entered, Su Bai would definitely have to abide by some established rules. This was a tacit understanding between the audience and the broadcaster.

However, now, Su Bai came in with the "reward". Su Bai really didn't believe that the radio station would treat him as a normal listener, otherwise the reward would become a joke.

However, although Su Bai did not open the door, all the doors and windows opened automatically at this time, making a "squeaking" friction sound;

Su Bai stood at the door, watching the mist blowing on him. The mist was neither poisonous nor smelly, and seemed very pure.

However, soon, the sound of sheng and flute came from the house, and pieces of simple and heavy music sounded from inside.

Su Bai didn't know much about music, especially this kind of classical music. Naturally, he didn't know what music was playing in it. However, as the music rose, black clouds gradually formed in the sky, covering the moon. Covered up.

"Click..."

"Click..."

"Click..."

A clear sound of friction came from the house.

Su Bai's face also showed a solemn look, because not only the sound, but also the pure white mist began to seep into a dark black color at this time.

"Clang..."

This is the sound of the collision of armor plates, and there is also the faint collision of the guide blade and the scabbard.

At this time, Su Bai suddenly thought of a possibility, a very obscene and trivial possibility, but one that was in line with the aesthetics of broadcasting.

Oh shit,

Maybe Ren Xiang did not intend to make himself the final mission NPC, but used himself as a whetstone.

The corpse energy was already billowing inside, and it was obvious that a big rice dumpling was about to come out, but this big rice dumpling was probably incomprehensible to an audience of Xun'er's level, so Su Bai needed to seriously injure him.

Whether he is seriously injured or Su Bai is seriously injured, there is no difference to the broadcaster by randomly selecting a suitable NPC for the final mission.

But Su Bai couldn't accept it. But then, Su Bai realized another problem. Back in Tianjin, the young firefighter, his father, was right next to him, but he watched the explosion happen. Seeing that his son was likely to die from this, he did not go up to save him. Instead, he waited for Su Bai to pass by and took action. In the end, he accepted Su Bai's favor and was kind to Su Bai in the world of punishment stories. .

Is it because I am too deliberate?

Taking the reward of broadcasting, but deliberately wanting to come in and destroy the balance in the world of broadcasting stories?

If the broadcast determines that this is the case, then this so-called reward may no longer be a reward;

It's like a general in ancient times received a gold medal for immunity from death from the emperor, but because of this, he deliberately ran into the emperor's harem and committed mischief with the gold medal for immunity from death. Do you think he will die in the end?

But now it seems that the broadcast is just punishing himself, and it is only aimed at himself. This can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

With this idea in mind, Su Bai stopped worrying about anything, waved his hand to disperse the black fog in front of him, and took the initiative to enter the room inside.

As a result, as soon as I stepped one foot in, a salty and smelly wind hit my face.

Su Bai immediately stepped back, but was still grabbed by two hands with long nails on his shoulders.

"Roar!"

A low roar like a beast came from inside, and at the same time, the opponent's arms also carried strong power, and it seemed that he planned to pull Su Bai in directly.

This action

This posture,

This step,

Su Bai is really familiar with it. The next moment, the other person will probably bite the soft meat on his neck. Whether they are zombies or vampires, they actually have a habit, that is, the best place to bite is from the neck of a living person. Cozy and most enjoyable.

"boom!"

Su Bai raised his hands and grabbed the opponent's arms. His legs were slightly bent and his center of gravity was pressed down.

for a time,

Su Bai formed an evenly matched stalemate with the unknown zombies in the black fog.

But then, the opponent suddenly withdrew his strength and rushed directly towards Su Bai. Su Bai was not expecting it and had to be pushed backwards.

The opponent's figure also emerged from the black mist. It turned out to be a zombie wearing an imperial robe. The zombie's skin was very white, but this should not be his natural skin color. It was probably a relic after death. For makeup, I applied thick layers of white powder.

"Plop..."

Su Bai and the zombie wearing royal robes fell into the pond together. The water in the pond was very cold, but the bodies of the two of them were even colder.

This zombie seemed to be overly hungry and thirsty. It kept trying to press Su Bai down and gnaw on Su Bai's flesh and blood. Even with Su Bai's physical strength, he could only keep in a stalemate with him, unable to do anything. drive him.

Finally, Su Bai deliberately sold the other party an opening. When the other party lowered his head to nibble on it, Su Bai strangled the other party's neck with both hands, and turned his body up and down. Although there was resistance from the water flow in the pond, the physical bodies of both parties In fact, power cannot be offset by a small flow resistance.

Su Bai strangled the opponent tightly with both arms, bent down, then exerted force on his waist, turned around suddenly, and smashed his shoulder hard!

"boom!"

The zombie was thrown directly onto the shore by Su Bai, and his figure streaked across the floor tiles, creating a string of sparks from the friction.

However, the opponent immediately jumped up again and continued to pounce towards Su Bai. Su Bai quickly retreated and landed on the other side. There was a pond between the two sides.

"Fuck, it really looks like a piece of candy." Su Bai spat. People with special status become zombies after death, and their terrifying level will rise sharply. This person is also wearing a dragon robe. He must be someone from the Manchu Qing Dynasty. The emperor, the guy who sat on the Dragon Throne during his lifetime, was inevitably contaminated with Ziwei Qi. Once he died, it would be a bug.

In the fight just now, Su Bai didn't hold back at all. He threw all his punches and blows at the zombie, but the opponent was really thick and thick-skinned that Su Bai had never seen before, and he completely ate his own attacks. , but there was not much reaction or damage at all.

The other party began to jump towards Su Bai. He was very fast and could even bounce out afterimages in the air. He was in front of Su Bai almost instantly and rushed towards Su Bai directly.

"boom!"

The two physically strong men pressed together again, and the other's smelly mouth was facing Su Bai's face. Drops of water from the pond or saliva kept dripping down.

This time, the distance was closer, and the water from the pond washed over him, and all the makeup on the other party's face was gone, revealing a face full of pockmarks, and at first glance, the pockmarks were not natural. , should be residual disease.

At this moment, Su Bai could finally guess the true identity of this zombie. Immediately, Su Bai's body quickly shrank and became rigid, completely switching into zombie state.

The other party's movements suddenly stagnated, as if he didn't understand why the food in front of him suddenly turned into his own kind.

"Xuan Ye?" Su Bai called tentatively.