Terror broadcast

"Are you not satisfied with your life?

I haven’t laughed in a long time and I don’t know why,

Since I'm not happy and don't like this place,

Why not go all the way west to Dali..."

In a small bar in Caicun, a relatively fat man was sitting at the top singing this song affectionately.

"I didn't realize before that Fatty can sing quite nicely." Lord Fo took a sip of beer and leaned slightly to one side of the sofa.

Except for the appearance of five Indian Bodhisattvas at the beginning, which almost caused the situation to collapse, the past two days have been uneventful. In this romantic place, it is a bit difficult for you to do as the Romans do. Of course, this is also because whether you are a Buddha or a monk , are not the type of ascetic monks, they also know the principles of adapting measures to local conditions and taking pleasure in time.

After the fat man finished his song, many of the drinkers clapped and expressed their gratitude. The fat man even bowed, walked down with his face glowing, and sat down at the table where Buddha and the monk were sitting.

The three of them drank wine and looked at the stars. For the audience, it was already a luxurious and decadent feeling.

The fat man lit a cigarette, took out his mobile phone and flipped through it casually. Then, he let out a surprised sound,

"This... the story world I originally planned for a week later has been cancelled."

"Cancelled?" The monk said a little surprised, "A second notice was sent?"

"No, I just took it out and took a look. It originally informed me that I would enter the story world a week later, on the 27th, but now the time has been erased." The fat man shook his head, "It can't be because of being arranged before. Did any of the listeners who were about to enter this story world suddenly die suddenly in the real world?"

"Even if there is a problem with the audience arrangement, the broadcaster can randomly arrange someone to take over. After all, the names of people who do not know each other are blurred, and replacement is not difficult." Monk analyzed.

"Or maybe the broadcaster thinks that the story world will not be interesting because that person is missing?" Fo Ye guessed.

"Broadcasting has a paranoid pursuit of storytelling, but it does not have obsessive-compulsive disorder, nor is it an absolute aesthete." The monk shook his head, "This explanation does not make sense."

"But if your explanation doesn't make sense, the other explanation that follows will make even less sense." Buddha smiled.

Because another explanation is that there is a problem with the broadcast.

"It's not like there have been problems with the broadcast once or twice. What's so surprising?" the monk retorted, "Not counting things in the story world, let's just talk about the blood corpse incident. If the fat man hadn't said it accidentally, With the name 'Ye Zi', the broadcast couldn't do anything about the bloody corpse.

Moreover, we know that Su Bai’s parents are not dead and have escaped the broadcast’s attention. Is this considered a problem caused by the broadcast? "

"Monk, you're being arrogant. It's understandable that you have some problems, but if you mean that the broadcast has to be suspended because of other things, even the originally arranged story world missions, then that's really too much. It’s unbelievable.” Buddha said after taking a sip of wine.

"Oh, then the scheduled mission here has been erased and postponed unconditionally. What does that mean?"

With that said, the monk took out his mobile phone,

"There may be something really wrong with the radio."

……………………

All 9 people finally came out of the incubator. Diana made a strange choice. She took the initiative to release the rest of the people from the incubator, which led to the current atmosphere.

A little too harmonious.

Of course, this is also because the ghost is still in a "dead state" and has remained motionless for nearly two hours.

There is no specific task, and there is no conflict of interest. This is the essential reason for such a harmonious atmosphere at the moment. Don't put too much expectations on the audience's conscience. How much is the audience's conscience worth?

Chen Ming and Mengtali spent some time, and at this time they seemed to really understand a little bit about the machine control here. They pressed a button on the command board, which caused a glass cover to slowly fall from above, and the gems were given to them. Covered in.

This glass cover should also be made of special materials, because when it wraps the gem, everyone can clearly feel that the power in their bodies is slowly recovering.

After the strength was restored, the hierarchy and identity became clear. Hills sat next to Su Bai. This was a small group, and the rest were divided into two other small groups.

Both Chen Ming and Muntari used honorific titles when they came to greet Hills.

Hills didn't pay much attention to it. He was just a little concerned, no, he was curious about Su Bai's current situation.

Even though Su Bai's strength was gradually recovering, Su Bai felt that something in his brain seemed to be getting worse.

For example, everyone he looks at seems to have absolute malice, and everyone seems to want to kill him.

The grass and trees are all soldiers, and the shadows of snakes and cups can all describe Su Bai's mental state at this time.

And Hills was curious about this. Moreover, Hills "saw" a blue flame rising from Su Bai's body, even though Hills was not willing to admit it at first or even intended to show it to that person. He wanted to think in this direction, but the facts and all the clues he encountered now had to make him consider that aspect.

Su Bai took a deep breath, as if he was trying his best to get out of his previous state, but the effect was not great. Fortunately, with the recovery of his strength, Su Bai finally became calmer.

No matter at any time, if the strength is still with you, it is like a veteran with a gun in his hand, so he will not be so panicked.

"I feel something is wrong." Su Bai said.

"Nonsense." Hills chuckled and continued, "Guess what I just saw?"

"Speak quickly and don't beat around the bush." ​​Su Bai pursed his lips and said.

"I see you are like a radiation source, constantly spreading something outward. Moreover, I even suspect that the reason why this ghost NPC is stuck here now seems to be because of that thing on you."

"Radiation source?" Su Bai said with some confusion, "I didn't feel it. I only felt that my spirit began to become more and more depressed, no, it became more and more extreme, more and more..."

"It's becoming more and more like a person who has reached a dead end. No one has the slightest sense of security anymore, right?" Hills continued Su Bai's words.

"Yeah." Su Bai nodded. This was indeed how he felt now, "But you said I caused this ghost...hiss..."

Su Bai suddenly took a breath of air, because he suddenly felt that the feeling was a little stronger just now.

At the same time, in a cold city, two experiencers were forced into a desperate situation by a ghost. They were already at the edge of the rooftop, but the woman covered in blood was still approaching step by step.

Just when the two experiencers were about to have a fight, the woman covered in blood suddenly stopped there, neither speaking nor taking action. Even the cold aura that had been exuding from her body could no longer be felt at this time.

"what happened?"

"I don't know either, but I think we should leave here right now. Our previous escape route was wrong. We should find shelter in a nearby temple instead of walking to a dead end."

The two experiencers mustered up the courage to go around the female ghost, but the female ghost still stopped in place, motionless, seeming to have completely forgotten her responsibilities and the mission she had been given in this story world.

In another glacier, three veterans were being attacked by more than a dozen frozen zombies. These zombies emerged from under the ice and were still wearing ancient armor. They looked extremely ferocious. At the same time, their power No less than a senior and low-level listener, under the siege of more than a dozen zombies, these three seniors who had different intentions and had other thoughts could only fight and retreat.

But at this moment, these dozen zombies suddenly stopped, and their bodies began to melt. Slowly, as the ice on their bodies melted, the bones of these zombies slowly began to smell and rot, turning into There were more than a dozen pools of pus.

The three seniors looked at each other, confused as to what was going on.

Weird things like this, which were obviously out of touch with the plot of the story world, spread like a virus. During the same period, half of the NPCs in the story world had abnormalities that were difficult to understand.

………………

Su Bai's eyes were getting redder and redder. Hills' guess was correct. Su Bai was like a radiation source, constantly radiating to the outside world. However, Hills didn't think so exaggeratedly, nor did he. Knowing that there are now a dozen story worlds at the same time is already causing problems.

Su Bai, on the other hand, felt that his emotions were becoming more and more extreme, inexplicably extreme. No one came to stimulate him, but he couldn't help but think that everyone around him wanted to kill him, even those sitting next to him. Hills, Su Bai seemed to hear the other party whispering in his ears that he wanted to kill him.

Damn it, what the hell is going on, what the hell is going on!

"What the hell is going on on the radio..." Su Bai roared almost angrily. The other listeners seemed to have noticed something was wrong with Su Bai, but because of Su Bai's senior audience's breath and the person sitting next to Su Bai Hills, the others did not dare to get too close,

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Su Bai's current state is really unstable, as if he is in a state of going berserk at any time.

"I said, what's wrong with you?" Hills asked, "Besides, I don't think it's the radio..."

Su Bai grabbed his head with both hands, and his body trembled uncontrollably, as if he was addicted to drugs. However, it was really unbelievable for this situation to happen to a senior audience member.

Su Bai's eyes were staring straight ahead. In front of him was the glass culture container where he was just now.

Suddenly, a picture like this appeared in Su Bai's mind,

In the screen,

Every time I want to emerge from the petri dish and leave,

That elegant man will appear in front of him,

He stretched out his hand to hold his head and pushed himself back down.

once,

once,

again,

countless times,

and now,

Exactly the same feeling......