Super thriller live broadcast

"Wait, you mean us?" The butcher sneered: "Half of the injuries on my body came from you. Have you forgotten all of this?"

"Our common enemy is fate. Besides, injuries sustained in deep dreams do not involve the physical body, so they should be easier to recover from." I stood together with the man in colorful robes: "The four of us are the last anchors of the show. We work together for a win-win situation. He was right."

The butcher snorted and said no more. In fact, after seeing the true form of fate, everyone's beliefs were shaken to a certain extent.

"Then from now on, the four of us will form an alliance. A will stay in the dreamland to deliver the resources here to you. I will return to reality with you and strive to let more people control their destiny." The man in the variegated robe took the initiative. By giving in and being willing to leave the dreamland, he is showing his sincerity.

"Then it's settled."

The chess pieces of destiny in the deep dream were left to Little A to clean up, and the man in the variegated robe personally sent the butcher and me back to reality.

…

Opening his eyes, Zhu Li was lying in the middle of the room lifeless. A black robe fell on the other side of him, but there was nothing else.

"Erase all traces? This is the price of fighting fate, right?" I solemnly put away the black robe on the ground, closed Zhu Li's eyes, and was about to open the door when I suddenly found a faceless woman standing at the door. She looked at Zhu Li's body quietly, wondering what she was thinking.

"Your black hair helped me a lot, but I really couldn't find that face. Maybe Zhu Li hid it in his heart. That madman had a miserable childhood. He didn't know how to love. You two are together. , maybe it was destined to be a tragedy from the moment I fell in love with the other person." I walked past the faceless female ghost, took off my mask, and ran towards Hongqiao Port.

"Did you see the mirage in the sky over Jinghai last night? It was so amazing!"

"What a mirage. The buildings in that phantom are different from our local ones. Some people say it is the Atlantis civilization that sank in the ocean!"

"You are talking nonsense. Why don't you talk about aliens?"

There were people discussing everywhere on both sides of the road. The strange scene last night was seen by a small number of people. Unfortunately, for some reason, no one went to take pictures. It was as if there was a voice in the dark that prevented them from doing so. Do the same.

"It seems that the battle between the black robe and fate has made many people suspicious." I tightened my collar: "Paper can never cover the fire. One day everyone will be able to see the real sky. .”

After picking up Truman from the underground parking lot at Hongqiao Port, I was ready to fulfill my promise: "Do you have time recently? I can take you into a deep dream."

"No need for the moment, I have something urgent to do and I have to go back to Jiangcheng." Truman's expression was relaxed, and he didn't look like he was in a hurry. He refused directly, and I couldn't force him.

"Then come to me after you've taken care of it." Having shared the joys and sorrows, I now trust Truman very much and want to let him get in touch with something about fate and destiny.

"Okay." Truman waved his hand and turned to leave. I looked at his back and wondered if it was my imagination. The moment he turned his head, I noticed that there was a smile on his face, and it was that standard to weirdly familiar smile.

At this moment, my mind seemed to be electrocuted and I recalled a detail. At the end of the live broadcast of the Real Death Game, the name Socratic Paradox appeared in the live broadcast room barrage, but at that time Du Yu was sitting next to me, and he... ...It seems that the live broadcast software on the mobile phone is not opened.

"Both Du Yu and Chu Men have helped me unconditionally. Could it be that they are also people in the show, but there are only four of us left as anchors of the show. Is there any other way to arrange the show in the human world? If so, then the show The strength of the field is really impossible to predict.”

I am both a show anchor and a show examiner, but I am not the owner of the show. I am just the fish that swims furthest upstream in the long river of fate.

"Ding!"

The sun rose as usual, facing the morning light, and a text message was received in the mailbox of the mobile phone.

"The fifteenth live broadcast has been completed, and the second phase of the assessment has been completed. Now we will open some show permissions for you, open a new product catalog, and add one hundred categories of redemption products..."

I closed my phone without looking at it carefully. I took a deep breath and walked aimlessly along the street like an ordinary person.

"It's time to go back to Jiangcheng and take a look. Buried under that big tomb should be the last secret of the show. Standing on reincarnation represents destiny. After this live broadcast, I have part of the show If you have the authority, you might be able to make different discoveries when you return to Jiangcheng." I still remember that I had seen other people wearing paper masks in other underground rooms at No. 44 Wudeng Road, Jiangcheng, and their identities were also the same. fan.

"The show branch in the yin and yang world was destroyed by the Two-Faced Buddha, and the show branch in the deep dreamland was destroyed by the betrayers under the instigation of fate. If the will of the fate master wakes up, it will definitely try its best. If we attack the show, Jiangcheng will be in danger by then."

I don't think Jiangcheng will be safer than the Yin and Yang world and the deep dreamland. Everything starts there and will most likely end there.

But these are not things I should consider now. It will take a long time for fate to fully wake up. This gap period is my opportunity.

"Three days later, there will be a new live broadcast. Fate is terrible, but at least I haven't lost in the previous duel! Yes, as long as my life lasts, it doesn't count as a loss!"

…

On Tingtang Road in Jiangcheng, a small noodle shop opened next to an adult store called Happy Peak.

The boss wears a veil all year round and is said to be a very gentle woman. She also has a lazy native dog.

The shop is not big. It opens on time at eight o'clock in the evening and does not close until dawn. Some people have tried to persuade the hostess of the shop, but she always politely shakes her head and refuses. She never cares about others or quarrels with others. Most of the time They all looked quietly at the corner of the long street, as if waiting for someone.

"Bai Qi, we're open for business." The woman's voice was nice. Under her repeated urging, a big dog reluctantly got out from under the table, held the lock on the door in its mouth, and pulled it open.

"If you don't move, you'll be too fat to run." The woman's helpless voice came from the kitchen. After a while, she realized something was wrong. The big lazy dog ​​would always bark a few times in protest. , but this time there was no sound outside: "Bai Qi?"

After taking off her apron, the woman hurried out and was stunned as soon as she opened the curtain of the kitchen.

There was a young man standing at the door of the noodle shop. Bai Qi, who was usually a scoundrel and lazy, was wagging his tail and spinning around him.

"Long time no see, Xiaofeng."

I rubbed my white head and walked to the woman whose shoulders were trembling slightly: "I remember that I still owe you a promise..."

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