Terror broadcast

Those who know Su Bai, such as Fatty, Monk and Lord Buddha, actually have a little bit of pity for Su Bai. For ordinary people, having a "good parent" who succeeds in fighting for his father is indeed something that makes others envious. thing.

But when this happened to Su Bai, it seemed a bit tragic, even a bit too tragic.

It's just that Su Bai never seemed to have time to grieve his life experience. In other words, after learning the true identity of his parents, the subsequent blow was like the aftershock after the first big earthquake. He became numb and got used to it. Well, there really aren’t many choices for myself.

Therefore, in this story world, when Su Bai discovered that the source of the toxin was emanating from himself, when Su Bai heard the conversation between this skeleton and Su Yuhang twenty years ago, when this skeleton danced and shouted... The toxin has taken effect and the broadcast has begun to paralyze when these words are spoken:

Su Bai's heart was relatively calm.

He has become accustomed to seeing the backhand and calculations left by the man and the woman in himself, and at this time, he also realized that this time should be the real opportunity for the man and the woman, just like uncovering his last The trump cards are the same, and the outcome of winning or losing depends on this one.

At the same time, this seemed to be a relief for Su Bai, which meant that from this time on, he was no longer involved in the slightest with that man and woman.

Therefore, Su Bai is still in a good mood. This cannot be blamed on Su Bai's mentality being a little wrong, or that he has a bit of Stockholm Syndrome. The reason is because when the man and the woman were making arrangements, Su Bai was just a child. Even a ghost baby who had lost his body. At that time, Su Bai had no way to resist and didn't even realize how to resist.

Going all the way to today can be considered an end in disguise.

Su Bai took the red wine from Hills' hand, drank it in one gulp, then smiled and said, "I guess the real world is about to become chaotic now."

"There will be no chaos. Even if the radio suddenly goes down like a host, the audience circle in the real world will still be calm, even calmer than usual." Hills said with confidence. Obviously, he You can completely put yourself in the perspective of those listeners in the real world.

However, the chaos Su Bai is talking about does not refer to the chaos in the audience circle. The man and the woman will never give up this opportunity. They have been dormant and hidden for so long, not for self-cultivation.

"Su, do you already know his name?" Hills looked at Su Bai seriously. You must know that it will only take 10 hours for the world to collapse in this story, although he looks normal while drinking red wine. , but no one wants to be buried in this story world in such an unclear way.

"Absolutely." Su Bai nodded, "Actually, I can confirm now that there is really a big problem with the broadcast. Even if I can't know the situation in the real world now, the tasks released from this broadcast and Judging from the answers I got, the current broadcast has become extremely chaotic.

even,

It may not be what it used to be. "

"You still haven't told me the answer." Hills shook his head dissatisfiedly, "Do you want me to find you a tape recorder and play a BGM you like, then gather everyone and you can slowly walk out of the darkness? Come and announce the final result?"

"Or I'll give you an anesthesia injection and you sleep here while I hide behind the table." Su Bai reluctantly withdrew his hand from the skull's eye socket.

"Although I don't know what this sentence means, but if nothing else, it should come from the cartoon called "Conan" that you told me before, right?"

Su Bai took two steps back noncommittally and looked at Hills.

"Actually, this story world is still 10 hours away from collapse. Let's not consider the equivalence of time flow between this story world and the real world for the time being, but I still feel that as the two of us, we can stay at this time. In the story world, it is the wisest choice to wait until the outside calms down and the results come out before going back."

"NO, I choose to refuse. I don't like this proposal. The real world must be very exciting now, how can I miss it?" Hills directly rejected Su Bai's proposal.

"But after you return to the real world, your range of activities is from your place to my place. You can't get out at all. You are completely unaware of the movements and changes outside. Moreover, you should have guessed some of it yourself. , I can tell you more openly that there is a problem with the broadcast. To use an old Chinese saying, Qin will lose its place and the whole world will chase it away. Broadcasting will not have problems for no reason. There must be someone behind it.

We are the guardians of the Place of Enlightenment. Now if we return to the Place of Enlightenment, let me ask you a question. If the broadcast changes greatly, or even overturns, can you guarantee that the pattern of the Place of Enlightenment will remain the same? "

"First, I don't think broadcasting will really be overthrown. Second, I also think that the place of enlightenment should be a place that will exist forever..."

Su Bai interrupted Hills directly, "Hiles, I don't believe you can't see, what's the significance of the Place of Enlightenment? It's just a collection room of the broadcast, and those tombstones are just the collection of the broadcast. But Just like people, interests and hobbies may change.

Once Broadcasting no longer intends to continue collecting, is it still necessary for the two places of enlightenment in the East and the West to exist? "

"Your reason is really..." Hills was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then a look of disbelief and fear appeared on his face. His hands began to tremble slightly, but he still pointed at the skeleton in front of him and asked: "Su, it...it...what the hell is it!"

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"What it is, you should be familiar with it, but also, after you took the train to that place, you probably haven't experienced this white light teleportation for a long time." Liu Mengyu said looking at Lychee in front of him.

White light is very familiar and very nostalgic.

At least, when Liu Mengyu saw this white light falling, she felt a lot in her heart, as if she could smell the rhythm of life before.

Every time the white light falls, it means either a new beginning or the end of a paragraph, but unfortunately, this time the white light did not touch her, but just covered Li Zhi.

immediately,

Lychee's figure disappeared with the disappearance of the white light. The bloody corpse that had escaped from that place was unable to resist the forceful pull of the white light even after being informed of its identity by Broadcast, and was finally suppressed and killed by Broadcast in the story world.

Now, the person standing in front of him was gone. Liu Mengyu didn't feel much joy in his heart. However, no matter what his mood was, he still had to do what he should do.

Her figure floated over the Terracotta Warriors and Horses History Museum, then she raised her hand and slowly closed her eyes.

At this time, it seems that many memories from the past are emerging in my mind one by one. The people, things, and scenes from that year come back one after another.

twenty years,

For an ordinary person, it is an inseparable part of life, but if there is no particularly huge accident or change, it is actually difficult to completely separate a person from his original circle in twenty years.

But for the audience, twenty years is really a change of generations. Those who were able to enter the story world with her and cooperate with her to stab her in the back either fell into the story world or fell into the world. On the garbage pile at the end of the train.

"rise!"

Liu Mengyu let out a slight sigh, and then began to slowly raise his hands upward.

There was no loud noise that shook the earth, nor the roar of war drums, nor the courage of an iron horse.

some,

Just strips of white light rose up from the depths of the ground, gathered into a white body and began to surround Liu Mengyu.

The terracotta warriors and horses that had not been developed and had been buried deep in the ground also lost their color at this time, becoming darker than those that were excavated, and at the same time, cracks began to appear on their bodies.

Liu Mengyu used both hands to control this huge white drill. For a while, several scars appeared on the originally white and smooth hands, and blood began to flow out.

These white drills were transformed from the Qin army's fighting spirit buried underground. They were so sharp that even Liu Mengyu still couldn't control them freely.

Looked up,

Liu Mengyu looked into the sky,

Twenty years, no, more than twenty years,

The fear you brought to me, the depression you brought to me,

today,

I want to give it back to you!

I can feel your breath of paralysis, I can feel your powerlessness at this moment, I can feel your confusion now,

Then, let me give you another ride.

And at this moment,

All the listeners in the East and the West, and all the listeners in the world, felt their chests tighten at this moment, and the feeling of pain and suffocation suddenly came, but as usual, it went as quickly as it came.

Only this time, when the audience subconsciously picked up their mobile phones to browse,

But I didn’t receive any notification about new missions and new story worlds.

at this time,

in the east,

A woman carried a waterfall-like Bailian from bottom to top and rushed into the sky. Wherever Bailian passed, it seemed that even the sky had been cleaned.

in the West,

A man carried a palace up the stairs, walking step by step towards the sky. The space in and around the palace emitted a deafening vibration, mixed with the angry roars of the dead souls inside the power supply;

All the senior audience members and above almost subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the top of their heads at this moment.

A feeling like this suddenly arose in everyone's heart:

like,

Things are going to change...

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PS: The terracotta warriors and horses are actually colorful, not the image of "mud warriors" that everyone has in mind. The reason why the terracotta warriors and horses in the museum look like this now is because they did not take protective measures when they were excavated to allow the colors on them to come into contact with the air. It has oxidized, which is also an important reason why the country has suspended the continued excavation of the imperial tombs. ————Little Dragon Press