My World: From Zombies to Demon King HIM

After hearing Black Blade's arrangement, Peng Peng had no objection and said after thinking for a moment.

"When you lead people to fight the Withering, also broadcast live."

"After I arrange everything, I will also take some people to meet the Withering..."

"No matter how good the public relations is, if the players see that our zombie players are greedy for life and afraid of death and do not take action, they will not join in."

Peng Peng is not impulsive, and his consideration is reasonable.

Although Peng Peng recorded the video of HIM and his subordinates meeting, there will be live broadcasts of his subordinates fighting against the Withering Storm and Withering in a while.

These can only make players realize that HIM is protecting the world.

But it is not enough to make players join in and fight with HIM.

For the players, these monsters are too powerful, and they subconsciously think that these monsters are not something they can deal with.

They will not think that this battle is related to themselves.

So in this battle, Peng Peng and Black Blade must stand up and let the players realize that HIM is not fighting for this battle.

It is for this world, for the world of players.

Players have always been selfish. Only when they realize this problem will they be likely to join in.

After hearing Peng Peng's words, Hei Dao did not stop him.

"Well, just don't die anyway."

As the first zombie player infected by HIM, Peng Peng still has a certain symbolic significance.

After all, Peng Peng is also the first person to be given power by HIM. If Peng Peng dies, players will definitely think that the strength of zombie players is just so-so.

There will be some impact on HIM in the future.

So Peng Peng must not die. Even if he wants to die, he must be voluntary like Hei Dao, instead of being killed by Withering.

Hearing what Hei Dao said, Peng Peng smiled.

"Don't worry, although my operation is not as good as yours, at least this attribute is not added in vain."

"Those Withering are only at the purple level. We have dealt with purple iron golems before, and it's not a big problem."

Although Peng Peng's operation is not as good as Hei Dao, his attributes are there after all.

And he had experience fighting against purple-level players, so there would be no problem as long as he paid some attention.

Black Blade nodded when he saw this.

"Okay, I'm all here, I'll go first."

After Black Blade left, Peng Peng immediately started his public relations work.

Since Peng Peng was a zombie player, he had no way to open the forum in the game.

So basically the public relations work was done by a player under his command named Feng Luo.

"You watch the forum, and when the live broadcasts of several people on the Withering Storm side are turned on, put the video up."

"Then pin the live broadcast room where I and Black Blade are."

"Watch the comments below at any time, give some guidance, and you should know what to do."

After Peng Peng handed over everything to Feng Luo, he began to gather people to prepare to fight the Withering Storm.

After Feng Luo received the news, he stayed in the forum.

At this moment, the players in the game forum were in an uproar.

[Cthulhu monsters appeared in the main world!!! 】

[I seem to remember that HIM can control the withering? Could this be done by HIM? ! ]

[Is HIM going to destroy the world? ! ! ]

[What a slap in the face, wasn't there a rumor that HIM was protecting the world? So where is HIM? ]

...

Although the appearance of these monsters has nothing to do with HIM at all, the players still immediately linked it to HIM.

Seeing these posts, Fengluo was also very angry.

These posts are either accusing HIM, saying that these monsters were created by HIM this time.

Or they are questioning why HIM didn't show up to destroy these monsters.

Fengluo naturally knows the truth of the matter, so he is so angry.

If it weren't for HIM, the main world would have been trampled by the void countless times.

HIM silently protects this world, but he is still slandered and framed by these people.

Fengluo was originally going to manipulate these posts.

But when he clicked in, he found that those cynical and conspiracy-theorizing players were still in the minority.

Most players still have brains.

"It's outrageous. This kind of post was actually selected as a featured post? Is HIM your summoned beast? Does he have to help you fight monsters unconditionally when you encounter them?"

"Although I don't know what happened, I was a zombie player before, and a group of us were attacked by that monster, so this was definitely not done by my king."

"Some people are really outrageous. They brag when there is nothing wrong, and HIM when there is something wrong.Black..."

"They are not strong enough, so they use keyboards to make up for it. If they can't beat those monsters, they will have to find something to vent their anger, so they can only drag HIM to take the blame."

"..."

Seeing the comments of the players, Feng Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

From the direction of the players' comments, most players have a very good impression of HIM.

In this way, the next progress should be smooth.

About ten minutes later, the three players assigned to the live broadcast of Withering Storm finally contacted Feng Luo.

Under Feng Luo's instruction, the three people started the live broadcast at the same time.

After the live broadcast started, Feng Luo was about to make some appropriate operations to increase the popularity of the live broadcast room.

Unexpectedly, these three live broadcasts were directly selected as featured shortly after they were started. Pinned.

Players immediately rushed into the live broadcast room.

When they saw the scene in the live broadcast room, they were all stunned.

I felt goosebumps all over my body, and my blood was boiling.

At this moment, in the three live broadcast rooms, although the war had not started yet, the smell of gunpowder had already overflowed the screen.

Entity 303 was suspended in the air, holding a black sickle, and surrounded by a huge fire shield.

Although he looked very small in front of the withering storm, the murderous aura emanating from the scarlet eyes under the white hood had already rushed out of the screen.

"Hiss... Entity 303!!!!!!"

"What the hell?!! Arson... ah... no... the God of Fire has descended!!!!"

"Ahhhhh!! The God of Fire is so handsome!!!"

"It's over. I clearly hated him before, but now I seem to be falling in love with this man!! "

...

On the other side.

Both NULL and the Dreadlord were surrounded by black auras.

The thick black auras were dancing and rolling around them, as if they were ready to try.

They were on both sides of the Withering Storm, sandwiching it in the middle.

Their eyes were full of evil madness.

"Look!!! It's NULL and the purple... Dreadlord!!!"

"What's wrong with these two... They look so gloomy... But so handsome!!!"

"NULL, who has the same eyes as my king, is so handsome!!! The Dreadlord, who has a skull, can be so handsome!!!"

"I don't know why, but I feel like they are a good match... I'm in love with this CP!! "

...

At this moment, the most popular one is the live broadcast room where the Ender Queen is.

The Ender Queen holds a big sword made of bedrock and obsidian, and keeps teleporting around the Withering Storm.

The wind blows across her cheeks, lifting the bangs that cover her left eye.

The crystal clear purple eyes and the beautiful face are exposed.

The Dragon Prophet is at a relatively far distance, holding a staff and silently observing the Withering Storm, closing his eyes from time to time to think about something.

The last dancer is opposite the Ender Queen, ready for battle.

"What the hell? ! ! ! Who is this? ! ! ! "

"Beautiful sister ! ! ! ! Beautiful sister ! ! ! "

"This... this can't be HIM's..."

"Is this beautiful sister also HIM's? ! ! When did she join? ! ! ! ! "

"Shock! ! HIM actually has a mistress in his house! ! "