Apocalyptic Forecast

"Apocalypse Forecast(

"Name?"

"Huai Shi, male, 18 years old, the lecturer of the classical music appreciation classroom of the Ivory Tower, and concurrently serves as the Astronomical Society inspector, the prince of the paradise, the disaster musician, the abyss cook, the legendary investigator..."

It's like pressing a terrible switch.

In front of the gate, the manager just asked a question procedurally, and Huai Shi dragged her hand to talk for five minutes.

After speaking, he looked around and asked: "Is there any water? Let's continue to say..."

"Enough is enough!"

The managerial life interrupted his words without love: "As long as you approve your name, there is no problem. You don't need to memorize your resume."

"Traditional skills can't be forgotten." Huai Shi wiped the froth on her mouth, rather reluctant: "It's been a long time since I said it so smoothly, why don't we do it again?"

The manager rolled his eyes, put away Huai Shi's remarks, and pointed to the door that opened slowly behind him.

Motioned him to get out.

Huai Shi was in a rare mood, decided not to care about this rude behavior with him, turned around and couldn't wait to walk into the huge facility.

After a rigorous blockade, there is enough underground space the size of a football field.

It is as if a bridge has been erected over the bottomless abyss, leading straight to the center of the abyss, and there is endless darkness on both sides.

I can feel the sound of howling wind blowing from it.

At the end of the bridge, there was only a narrow round platform, shrouded by a heavy alchemy matrix.

Just standing on the round platform, many hallucinations continuously appeared before Huai Shi's eyes.

It seemed as if countless deep hells were coming to his face, and after a brief period of disguise was lifted, countless fires appeared in his perception.

Even if the entire miracle engraving hasn't started yet, Huai Shi has already felt a sense of trance that seems to be rapidly expanding.

In the literal sense, expansion.

This is not an illusion.

In the deepest part of his soul, the quiet as night stigmata of the Young Commander has begun to run on its own, and can't wait to follow this sense to explore the abyss, to welcome the arrival of the destiny.

Huai Shi gasped, dizzy.

Still lack of control.

The silence in the past is not because Huai Shi is able to control it, but because nothing has made this miracle come alive. At this moment, when it began to try to break free of its restraints, Huai Shi could hardly stop it for a while.

In a flash, countless phantoms came out of his body, doing their own things, almost covering the entire bridge.

Different from the past, the images of those afterimages turned out to be different, no longer a vague and simple outline, but an extension of Huai's life.

Huai poetry dressed as if he was about to play, Huai poetry in pajamas pulling his feet, Huai poetry fully armed and ready to go to **** to explore, and Huai poetry that was giving lectures in his hand...

The mighty tide has covered the entire dragon flute matrix, making the managers in the control room sluggish.

Gein Shaoshiming's source quality fluctuations actually interfered with the operation of the matrix. Like an overly excited discordant sound, it preempts the main axis of the melody.

This is the first time ever...

"Mr. Huaishi, please try to condense your stigmata, otherwise, the activation of the matrix may be disturbed, and something unexpected will be summoned—"

A reminder sound came from the speaker in the dome.

Huai Shi tried to take a deep breath.

After a long time, the afterimages wandering around finally came back reluctantly one by one and returned to his body.

But there are still some deviations.

Now he looks like dozens of double images stacked on top of each other, looking extraordinarily vague, and every action is like a stage performance of Avalokitesvara, full of strange aura.

But under the restraint of his efforts, the operation of the Dragon Calling Flute finally returned to a safe threshold.

An odd iron chair full of cables hangs from the split ceiling in front of Huaishi's eyes.

When he sits on it, the source quality rushes smoothly in the huge matrix, as if it merges with the whole matrix.

Stars of light were shining rapidly, and he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

The resonance is about to begin.

The time to draw cards is coming!

He couldn't help rubbing his hands in excitement.

Today's Huai Poetry is equivalent to using his own stigmata as a wave-frequency feature to broadcast indiscriminately to the abyss-in the quiet late night, suddenly use the square dance loudspeaker to broadcast the announcement of missing persons and recruitment broadcast.

There will be some unexpected situations and unknown maliciousness.

Maybe something else will stare at him because of this.

But this is the most reassuring point of the dragon flute itself-now his soul is under the protection of the ivory tower.

Unless the ruler in a certain **** hates Huai Shi to his bones, and immediately can't wait to lead the army to fight him when he hears the voice, Huai Shi can sit back and relax in any event.

The only thing he didn't think of.

When his source quality characteristics were cast into the abyss with the broadcast of the dragon flute, it seemed as if he stabbed a hornet's nest and threw a string of 800 sounds into the pigpen.

At first, there was a short and dead silence that made my heart hairy.

Immediately afterwards, in the sudden roar, countless dead hells boiled instantly.

Countless scarlet eyes opened from the darkness, listening to the sound of the flute from afar, inexplicably wanting to go out to Kangkang. The old house is not good at home, I always have to go out to apply for jobs——

Just like Mengxin just entered the group and immediately posted 999+ news, the second-hand laptop bought for 80 yuan just opened the Penguin and hundreds of video pop-ups popped up, and went out at 7:30 to catch up with the morning peak in Yizhou... Had it not been for the acceptance of information higher than that of ordinary people, coupled with the assistance of the Book of Destiny, Huai Shi would now be bombed on the spot.

However, Huai Shi still started to foam at her mouth and her eyes turned black.

The soul is overloaded and the stigmata is about to run out of control.

Countless voices one after another in my ears.

"Brother, add a friend?" Does Xiansen need service? ','Bronze Eye is trustworthy','The first border casino in the abyss is online','Hello, I am the son of Leviathan. I am now living in the Middle East, and I urgently need a hundred people to return home. When I get home and inherit the throne of Leviathan, I will make you my crown wearer','Chu Hai of the grass and mud horse, get out of me','Freedom Maiguan, thank you','Hello, do you have time to learn about our Heavenly Father and Savior Rancher','High-paying male public relations recruitment, daily pay'...

In the ear-piercing siren, Huai Shi opened her mouth and spouted a mouthful of blood.

Subconsciously raised his hand, pressed it on the book of destiny, and wrote the first recruitment requirement.

-Excluding all source quality records other than resonance responses, including threat groups recorded in the blacklist of the Ivory Tower.

If you don’t apply for a job, just climb it!

In an instant, under the shield of the dragon-calling flute matrix, the noise was reduced by half.

Huai Shi finally took a breath, but still dizzy, and hurriedly wrote the second article in his hand: weed out all the abyss races who already have allegiance targets.

The destiny of Shao Siming is unique. If the target of allegiance is not him, then even the most powerful Abyss Clan will not get any correction value.

It's better not to.

With the release of Huai Shi's second article, the countless noisy voices stopped for a moment, and again lost more than half.

Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi wrote the third article.

-Eliminate all the abyss groups that have formed a large scale.

If it is an ethnic group that has become so large that there has been a leader of the large group, it has no value in training. What Huai Shi needs is not a one-step process, but a process from scratch.

The noisy and chaotic messages are beginning to decrease rapidly again!

Article 4-Eliminate all responses containing blood sacrifice conditions.

This time, thousands more were cut off.

Huai Shi's consciousness gradually returned to Qingming, but at this moment, facing the remaining complicated resonance, he still couldn't start.

What is left is still a huge number!

But this time, the stigma of the young commander's life turned on its own.

The miracle hidden deep in Huaishi's soul was connected to the Book of Destiny, took over the matrix of the Dragon Summoning Flute by itself, and then blocked at least three quarters of the responses.

Obviously, under the influence of the young man, these are the abyss races that do not have the development potential or have no correction value to earn.

This time, there are only more than 400 left...

Huai Shi raised his eyes and glanced at the time.

Half an hour has passed, and there is still an hour and a half to choose for myself.

But in fact, the faster the better.

Every minute and every second when the dragon flute is activated, it consumes a large amount of elemental crystals-in just half an hour, at least 60 million US dollars have been burned!

He pondered for a moment, and began to think about his needs for the Abyss Race.

Soon, he cleared his thoughts.

First of all, don't look weird. Otherwise, he can't bear to summon a group of tentacle monsters or inexplicable things.

Then, don't be too troublesome and demanding too much. Otherwise, is he a leader or a grandson?

In the end, since I don’t plan to do a one-off sale, naturally, the more you get along, the better——

Just as his thoughts were formed, a burst of light surged in the huge matrix in front of him.

There was an abyss race that fully met the regulations and couldn't wait to respond to his call.

As the light dissipated, a pair of ice-blue jealous eyes had emerged from the darkness. The classic black and white color scheme, as well as the evil charm and the slight smile at the corners of the mouth, a burst of domineering strikes.

After opening his mouth at Huai Shi, the abyss species that resembled a certain sled dog came to the edge of the round table briskly, lowered his head and smelled the surroundings, and then pried a hind leg in front of Huai Shi...

Beep!

Huai Shi pressed the button in front of her expressionlessly and sent her back to the abyss.

Goodbye!

——He really has enough of this shit!

Anything is fine, even a group of green-skin goblins will do, but it must not be a dog!

Then, as a burst of light emerged, the green goblin with only a rag under his crotch jumped out of the summoning formation...

Beep!

Huaishi pressed the button again.

He changed his mind, even goblins won't work!

Then, the light came on again, and a tempting hot silhouette slowly emerged from it. A high-heeled shoe stepped on the altar.

Accompanied by a groan of ecstasy, a young lady who is not only hot enough to measure but also wearing a three-point small **** walks out of the summoning circle~www.ltnovel.com~The charming and sweet face lifted up and looked at Huai Shi His cheeks flushed with excitement, opened his mouth, licked his lips, before he had time to speak...

Beep!

Huaishi blankly photographed the button and repatriated.

Not only does he have no fluctuations in his heart, but he wants to laugh a little—Smelly sister, who are you coquettish with? Is it true that the kiln opened here? Climb for the Lord!

The light shined again.

"Mortal, who is calling for the great..."

Beep!

"This noble lord is an abyss idol trainee, good at singing..."

Beep!

"You **** belong to Lao Tzu..."

Beep!

"you……"

Beep!

This time, Huai Shi got it right, and she gave it away without seeing it clearly. Just when he regretted for a while, the light once again lit up from the summoning array.

"Kitten Paradise, operating with integrity, is now hiring urgently...Fuck, why are you again?"

The familiar figure in the puppet outfit saw Huai Shi, just like seeing a ghost. Before Huai Shi reacted, he walked up and slapped it on the repatriation button.

Ran!

And it ran faster than before!

Huai Shi didn't even have time to scold her for selling critics-everyone has worked together for so long, so you don't support it, even if you run so fast, you really have no conscience!

Can only be incompetent and furious.

After encountering such a bunch of unreliable goods, he was desperate for the channel promotion of Dragon Flute.

Is there really no normal abyss race to apply for?

When Huai Shi had already begun to doubt life, the summoning circle lit up again...

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