Video Bloggers in Meiman

"We need to talk." Zhang Ming imagined a table and chair in the space of consciousness. He sat in front of the table with his hands crossed and his chin propped up. A beam of imaginary lights fell on him from top to bottom.

The small TV floated obediently in mid-air, looking at Zhang Ming with a smile on his face.

"I think we define the word 'task' a little bit differently.

Let me give you a chestnut, the normal task should be: within 12 hours, kill ten slimes with a wooden stick, and reward 500 coins.

The more difficult task is: within 12 hours, use the legendary purple smoke-patterned dragon stick to kill ten golden spark glass slimes, and reward 5000 coins...

Maybe this?Which system have you seen that allows the host to give psychological counseling to the characters in the plot? "

The small TV was in mid-air, shaking from side to side, "Host, are you going to give up the mission?"

The subtext is: love to do or not to do.

Zhang Ming waved his hand, removed the tables, chairs and benches, and the consciousness space returned to nothingness again.

"If I had chosen the normal difficulty of 4000 coins before, what task would I have to face now?"

The small TV replied: "Normal difficulty, the task at this stage is: assist Thor enter the S.H.I.E.L.D. base, try to pull out Thor's hammer, and bring him out safely."

It's so simple.

but……

Money is hard to earn, and S is hard to eat. This is Zhang Ming's choice.

After exiting the consciousness space, Olivia was making faces in front of him. Zhang Ming pulled her face away and walked back to the monitoring room.He is only nineteen years old, and his life experience is pitiful. He comes up with crooked ideas and cleverness. Zhang Ming is good at this, but he can pour chicken soup for others...

He needs to seek off-court support.

Olivia rubbed her face, her makeup was all smeared, she raised her middle finger at Zhang Ming's back in displeasure.

"Olivia, come here, help me get over the wall, I want to go to Huaguo's website."

In terms of the level of cooking chicken soup, no one can compare with all kinds of emotional bloggers in China.

Olivia, who had raised her middle finger just a second ago, changed her face and smiled.

"Come on! Boss, I'm good at this!"

Chapter 97 Zhang Ming Chicken Soup for the Soul ([-])

Task time limit: 11 hours and 14 minutes.

Sol was locked in a hut, with his head bowed, exuding a deathly, desperate aura.Drops of cold rain dripped from his hair, and mud was everywhere on his body and face.

He had never been so embarrassed.

Inside and out.

Zhang Ming is next to Sol, directing the staff of S.H.I.E.L.D. to construct.

"To get a ball, the hammer should be in the middle, and the angle must be in the middle." Zhang Ming was wearing a yellow helmet. Under his command, he gradually formed a one-meter-diameter ball around Thor's Hammer. Plastic balls.

Except for the exposed hammer handle, the entire hammer is wrapped in the ball. The staff uses equipment to polish and polish the plastic ball, and apply a layer of lubricating grease.

The ground carrying the plastic balls is also polished into an arc.

The plastic ball was lying in the arc-shaped hole, and Zhang Ming asked the staff to dig a deep hole next to it.At this point, Zhang Ming's preparations were finally completed.

Olivia, who was squatting bored in the corner, saw that the construction was completed, ran over excitedly, held the handle of the hammer, and exerted force with both hands at the same time——

"Still can't move it." She tried to push it again, but it didn't move at all.

"Of course it can't be pushed, the broken hammer is still in the core. You go and talk to Coulson, ask him to call the big idiot from the next room over, and then give us a little private space without being disturbed."

After a while, Sol followed Olivia slowly, like a walking dead, and all the agents around him withdrew.

He saw Zhang Ming and recognized him as the "generous gentleman" who invited him to drink today, but he was really not in the mood to say hello to Zhang Ming, and stood there in a daze.

Zhang Ming didn't talk to Saul either. He took off his safety helmet and threw it aside. He grabbed the hammer handle with both hands, and with a sudden force, tiny thunderbolts appeared on his body.

Sol, who had lost his soul at first, saw the lightning, his eyes were bigger than a cow's. He looked at Zhang Ming, then at Meow Hammer, feeling inexplicably wearing a green helmet...

"Don't think about it, I'm not interested in your hammer." Zhang Ming let go of the hammer.

Although the rainstorm had stopped, the air was still very humid. The electric current that generated electricity for love surrounded Zhang Ming. Sol felt his hairs stand up slightly, and there was a faint tingling sensation on his skin.

Olivia, who was standing behind Zhang Ming, felt crisp and numb to the touch, and her skin was tingling. Her eyes lit up instantly, and there was a slight change in the way she looked at Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming didn't notice this, and now all his attention is on Saul. "I didn't lift Mjolnir, but I have the power of thunder and lightning just like you."

"You know me?" Saul asked in surprise.

"I know a lot." Zhang Ming made a gesture of invitation, "You can try again."

Thor hesitated for a few seconds, walked over bravely, and held the Meow Hammer again.But the ending didn't change anything.

"I can't, I can't do it." Saul stood there dejectedly.

Zhang Ming pointed to the big pit next to him, "Hold the handle of the hammer, go into the pit little by little, and try again."

"I..." Saul held the handle of the hammer, and as soon as he took a step, he noticed the difference.

Meow Meow Hammer Moved! ! !

Of course the hammer can move. The reason why it can't be lifted is because of Odin's restriction on it, not because of its weight.Just now Zhang Ming asked the staff of S.H.I.E.L.D. to make precise calculations and place the hammer precisely in the center of the plastic ball.