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Chapter 78 Star Dream Live Room (4)

[This is what you said, I remember you! 181, right?I'll beat you to 149! 】

'Bloody Sun' followed the anchor and threw bricks*444
'Memory 768', throws a chainsaw*1
Although Hang Jing's irritable and arrogant attitude was scolded by the barrage, the number of people and popularity in his live broadcast room has been increasing.

[It’s so exciting, come on, little handsome guy! I like 181 men. If you can kill them all, I will give you 10 popularity points. 】

[I was laughing so hard. Is the anchor’s style of quarreling and scolding? 】

[When they come to find you, can you start a live broadcast and I will increase your popularity? I especially want to see the scene where the 181 anchor fights the black fans. Is it the black fans who live or die, or the anchor is beaten to 149? 】

[You are still the first anchor in Xingmeng Live Room who dares to scold the audience, you are so awesome, 666. 】

[Don’t be afraid then! 】This barrage turned into a rusty red.

"Cowarded? Don't be cowarded! I want to see what kind of evil spirit you are."

The popularity of the live broadcast room has reached [-].

Liu Peng exited and returned to his deserted live broadcast room, "Why don't you learn from him?"

"It's best not to get involved." Zhu Zhiyong said earnestly, "He is Hang Jing, a DPS player who is close to S level. I have read his information. He has high attack and defense, so he is so wasteful."

"The other Jiang Qi, there was a lot of discussion on the forum in the past two days. His combat power is not very high. He is good at finding routes and using resources in the game. I don't know how the two of them bumped into each other."

Liu Peng gave up the idea of ​​imitating Hang Jing's style, "It's no use that she's good at decryption. In this game, it's good to be able to go up five levels with her little bit of combat power. The other two looked like they were doing their own thing, like they were improvising The team that came out.”

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Shi Wei looked at the person on the screen who pretended to be dead and shut down the live broadcast at the right time, skillfully turning a cone-shaped sharp blade in his hand.

Those in the live broadcast room who were guessing how the 'corpse' died exploded when they saw the 'corpse' moving, saying they wanted to settle the score with the person who cheated them of gifts.

But she didn't seem to care much about it. It seemed that she had found a clue.

The late night live broadcast is also really exciting.

The 'anchors' inside have no personality, and the barrage is simply a feast for lunatics and perverts.

Jiang Qi had had enough rest and was ready to start working to find clues.

10 hours of basic live broadcast means that every move during this period is under the gaze of other players. Even though she knows that after adjusting the camera, what she can see on the other side is only a limited perspective, but psychologically she does not like doing things under the gaze of others.
This feeling was terrible, as if there were a pair of eyes behind her always watching her.

The first of the 'Instructions for Anchors' posted on the wall is that you cannot leave the range of the camera during the live broadcast.

Second, don’t leave your room casually.

There is a 360-degree camera hanging at the door.

Article [-]: You are not allowed to go to a floor that does not belong to you.

Article [-]: Xingmeng Live Room encourages popularity competition, but competition by any means is not allowed outside of live broadcast time.

The contract signed by the player does have restrictions. Jiang Qi tried it. She cannot use the silver key to teleport directly to the floor above her head, but can only move on the same floor.

They are not allowed to compete in climbing stairs outside the live broadcast time. This is a restriction for players, but it also has a good side.

Jiang Qi looked at the late-night stimulation file on the screen, and she silently wrote down a few pieces of information.

In late-night live broadcasts, the people in the camera, or people who don't look like humans, all have a kind of hysterical perversion, and they will do anything for the sake of popularity.

Behind the roar of the chainsaws are walls stained red with blood, deformed people are being reformed on the operating table, and people on the cross are voting on how to die.If the normal live broadcast performance does not meet the requirements, the live broadcast content will be adjusted and sent to the second type of live broadcast room for people to use as consumables. Whether they can survive depends on their fate.

It's pretty good below the 20th floor, but becomes less and less human the higher you go.

No. 666 is on the 26th floor.

No. 555 is on the 25th floor.

666 calls himself a doll maker, 555 calls himself a taxidermy expert, and has a room full of formalin glass jars.

These live broadcast rooms correspond to the monsters on the floor. Among the live broadcasts that can be seen so far, the doll craftsman on the 26th floor is the most troublesome.

He never appeared, and the only thing in the shot was the doll.

People on each level are trying their best to go up, eager to eat the people in front of them alive. If the players want to go up, they will madly stop them.

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The next day, it was meal time at seven in the morning.

The cafeteria is on the 10th floor. It has only two windows and a few rows of fixed tables and chairs. The food is particularly poor and it feels like pig food.

Jiang Qi took a look at the players' popularity before coming out. The others were pretty much what she expected, except Hang Jing.

"With a popularity value of 2, I really can't tell that you have more potential than those two anchor players." Jiang Qi ate his breakfast seriously.

".I get angry when I talk about this." Hang Jing said angrily, "I waited for Na Shabi all night yesterday, but he didn't come."

Jiang Qi looked at the rankings scrolling on the screen. There were 10 anchors on the 78th floor. Today they have to reach 10 popularity to survive. According to the current situation, only Hang Jing still has a chance.

"The layout of the live broadcast room and the cafeteria we saw just now have no windows. Calculating the area, there are 4 anchors in 78 areas. I can't imagine the appearance of this place."

Jiang Qi silently calculated in his mind how to run if there was a chase on this map. Apart from the live broadcast room, there were narrow corridors, making it easy to be caught.

Even if she could teleport and run, she still had to know where to run. Keeping around on the 10th floor wasting energy and time. Other players could use up two or three days, but she couldn't afford it.

Went up the stairs and elevator to the 11th floor, but couldn't find them yet.

Just after breakfast, the broadcast on the camera reminded them, "The day's plan starts in the morning, sum up experience and shortcomings, catch up with popularity, prepare to start work, don't waste time."

As soon as Jiang Qi came back, she saw people in the comment section clamoring to complain about her fake live broadcast before it went live.

[I’m really impressed by you, you idiot. Can you be more dedicated to cheating me out of gifts? You’re so perfunctory. 】

[I hope what I see next time is the real corpse of the anchor. How about we guess the way of death? 】

"There seems to be no stairs in this place, and there are rules on the wall." Hang Jing tilted his head, "Can you go to the upper floor only during the live broadcast? But the rules say that the live broadcast time must be enough, and you cannot leave the camera."

"I'm talking about cameras, not this camera." Jiang Qi looked at the door, "There are them everywhere outside."

"I tried it yesterday. As soon as the door opened during the live broadcast, the voice of agent No. 66 came out of the radio and warned me to return to my post, otherwise my attendance would be deducted." Hang Jing chuckled.

"Because it was a trial broadcast yesterday, you already had some guesses about the news on the barrage. It's not like they were saying harsh words through the Internet."

Jiang Qi looked at the internal information on the screen that kept urging the broadcast, pointed the camera at the desktop, and clicked to start the live broadcast.

What she was thinking was, where in the building were the viewers in the live broadcast room?

(End of this chapter)