First Player Chapter 886

Su Mingan was taken aback—he obviously put the necklace in his backpack, why did he get out?

He immediately pulled the Eye of the Old and put it back in his backpack.

Wearing the Eye of the Old One can "see fate", and his power-holder task is to "kill fate". Although it said [As long as it is something you can see, even fate will kill you. 】—But he suspects that the moment he sees his fate clearly, it is like opening the box of Schrödinger's cat, which will cause irreparable consequences.

He turned on the Dream Tour platform and glanced at Su Luoluo's live broadcast. Since he was in a coma in the small village before, he has not been able to meet Su Luoluo.

In the live broadcast, Su Luoluo is wearing a dashing chivalrous attire and is participating in the Penglai Fairy Selection. I saw her standing on one of the high platforms, holding an ice blue rapier, and fighting with a swordsman. The battle was very "intense".

Su Mingan only took one look, and realized that this was pecking at each other. Su Luoluo's strength is only at the first level, and the strength of the opposite swordsman is similar. On both sides, you hit the sword with the sword, and the fight was full of mistakes and omissions, and the talisman seals were not used because neither side knew how to run the talisman seals.

Penglai Xianxuan is an audition system. The winner is the one who wins to the end. They will fight from early this morning to night. The competition between Su Luoluo and Swordsman is just one of them. As far as the eye can see, there are hundreds of high platforms holding one-on-one fights at the same time. Those who win will advance to the next round, and those who lose will be eliminated.

There are many people watching the excitement in the audience, such as aunts selling vegetables, children, old people, and martial arts knights from all walks of life. The crowded flow of people extends to the outside of the wilderness. There are commentary seats and judges seats next to them, responsible for explaining some wonderful competitions.

On a high platform that was heavily protected, there were members of the royal family sitting and watching the battle, Princess Jinghe and the second prince stood out, but Princess Jinghe seemed not interested and kept looking at the sky.

Su Mingan glanced back to Su Luoluo's fighting platform, she held the hilt of the sword, shouted "hehehe", and finally broke through the knife wind of the chicken swordsman, with a sword across his neck.

"I won!" Su Luoluo shouted happily.

This fight was almost without technical content. The two poked each other a few times, but Su Luoluo reacted a little faster than the other side, and she won.

She has the qualifications to advance, and the next round of competition will have to wait until half an hour later.

Because a local tyrant sent a "whirlwind building" yesterday, her number of fans rose to three thousand. She found a waiting seat, sat down and chatted with the audience.

"Huh? You say I set up a person on purpose? How could that be? That's how Miss Demon King travels around the world!" Su Luoluo chatted with the barrage, saw a troll, and immediately retorted: "I am such a person, I love to laugh Cheerful, like cats, very healing. If you have any unhappy, you can come to see me."

She showed love to the audience, and smiled gently: "As long as you click into my live broadcast room, you will see that Miss Demon King is here. Please support her."

【Okay, Miss Demon King~】

【The face is indeed pretty. 】

【Hope it doesn't overturn, I hate the anchor overturning the most. If it collapses, I will spray you to death. 】

[Miss Demon King, I was very lucky to be attracted by a gift of 'Whirlwind Building' last night, and found your live broadcast room. You are a very cheerful girl. Seeing your live broadcast, my negative emotions seem to be purified. I will always support you. 】

【Miss Demon King, win! Although you are a newcomer, you are very good at chatting! You are an entertainment anchor with unlimited potential! 】

【like you. 】

【In the end it was just a chicken. 】

Su Mingan frowned.

The Internet is an incredibly complex place.

Since the development of science and technology, the inclusiveness of civilization has become less and less. Everything on the Internet can cause quarrels. As long as you see a sentence that doesn't meet your own intentions, it's like the speaker has committed a great crime.

Even if Su Luoluo is optimistic and cheerful, it is impossible for everyone to make kind remarks. In particular, she is an entertainment dream tour anchor, a profession that most needs to absorb the negative emotions of others. Some people will deliberately express negative remarks to the anchor, as if in this way they can get the self-satisfaction and sense of difference that crushes public figures.

—Entertainment dream tour anchor is a "purifier" of negative emotions. All malice, all insults, all jealousy and dissatisfaction will be transmitted along the network cable, and they must accept it with a smile, because once the defense is broken, it means "destruction".

At this time, due to the appearance of the discordant barrage, Su Luoluo's live broadcast room instantly became noisy. Both those who like her and those who hate her are mixed up. Crosstalk, insults, comfort, ambiguity, persuasion... a mess.

Su Mingan looked at Su Luoluo's forced smile in the live broadcast room. He opened his "Number One Dream Watcher" account. His current number of posts is 0, and the number of fans is 429,831,827, ranking first in popularity.

He edited it, changing his ID from "Anonymous" to "Lighthouse". Anyway, everyone already knew that the number one Dream Watcher was Su Ming'an, so there was no point in being anonymous.

Subsequently, he edited a post and posted it on the forum as his first post.

[Lighthouse (Dream Watcher in the first progress): I watched a few Dream Tour anchors recently and liked them very much. @易钟玉、@猫天瑞、@杨冯荣、@林恒心、@收起你奖着世界味味，@请把差子，@她如月光白，@请叫我魔王小姐、@车车哥哥、@ Brandy, @阿金尼冰冰】

Su Ming'an didn't just mention Miss Demon King, but praised more than a dozen anchors together. Among them are top-notch dream watchers, entertainment dream watchers, first-line anchors, and newcomers who have just started, all of which he asked Ah Du to choose.

As soon as this post was posted, it instantly jumped to the top of the forum, and tens of thousands of replies appeared below.

【First! 】

【Uh, ah, post! 】

【Who knows, I squat here every day. 】

【The No. 1 Dream Watcher actually praised Yi Zhongyu? Is it a superficial boast? Is it cooperation or ambiguity? 】

【Don't assume that Yi Zhongyu and the No. 1 Dream Patroller are enemies. Yi Zhongyu obviously didn't say anything, and insisted on labeling him. In fact, what's wrong with having one more strong person? 】

【Why did No. 1 Dream Tour praise a few new anchors? That should have great potential. 】

【Brother Lighthouse, look at me! My live broadcast room is very nice, you can add a private account and send private photos! 】

Su Mingan closed the interface and returned to Su Luoluo's live broadcast room. At this moment, the popularity of her live broadcast room has increased by more than ten times, and her fans have soared from 3,000 to more than 100,000, and it is still rising. The increase is heart-stopping shock.

"Hey, hey?" Su Luoluo was dumbfounded.

After a moment of panic, she immediately reacted, realizing that something good might have happened, and immediately waved to the camera:

"Welcome to Miss Demon King's live broadcast room. If you like it, you can pay attention."

Gifts began to screen. Although they were all small gifts, they had surpassed all her previous efforts.

Just the "No. 1 Dream Patrol" mentioned her, and people remembered this Miss Demon King who kept live broadcasting almost 12 hours a day. But before that, who cares about her efforts?

Su Mingan thought about it and was sure that there was nothing wrong with his behavior. If he didn't intervene, it would be impossible for Su Luoluo to realize his dream within twenty days. If there is no traffic in the live broadcast, no matter how well it is done, it will be difficult to skyrocket. The next step is to see if she can absorb these huge fans.

He took out his mobile phone and bound the anchor "Please call me Miss Demon King".

—This is the rule he just saw in the live broadcast room, because the entertainment anchor accepted too much negative emotion. In order to prevent them from committing suicide, the top entertainment anchors will basically be equipped with a "psychological counselor". After the anchor accepted the malice from millions of people, the psychological counselor relieved their sadness.

"Ding Dong!"

Su Mingan received a text message without any number.

【After becoming the anchor's psychological counselor, the gods will protect the privacy of the two of you, and will not let your daily text messages and network communications be monitored by the country and the government. 】

【Are you sure you will become the psychological counselor of "Please call me Miss Demon King" and be bound to her? 】

Su Mingan replied to confirm.

【You have become the psychological counselor of "Please call me Miss Demon King". 】

【This message will be sent to four contacts on your mobile phone, please choose. 】

This is equivalent to Su Mingan becoming the guardian of Su Luoluo, and he cannot be the only one who knows about this. In this way, if something happens to Su Luoluo, in case he doesn't know, others can find him immediately.

He glanced at the address book, checked all four people, and then the message was automatically sent.

【I, "Su Wensheng", have become the psychological counselor of the anchor "Su Luoluo". I invite you to be the supervisor of this relationship. If "Su Luoluo" needs psychological help and "Su Wensheng" is unable to act, the text message will notify you as soon as possible. Please help "Su Wensheng" and "Su Luoluo" in time . 】

This text message did not involve the dream patrol identities of the two, but only mentioned that they are anchors and psychological counselors. The information has not been leaked and is very safe.

The more Su Mingan watched, the more he felt that the Dream Tour live broadcast was a fairly complete system. There are not only emotional transmission, audience rewards, and popularity rankings. There is also the supervision of the gods and the psychological counseling system.

—God is like a behind-the-scenes big boss, who even asks for 50% of the rewards for the live broadcast.

He stared at the text message without a number, and began to wonder—whether this number came from a god?

"Ding Dong!"

The message reply sounded, and after Su Mingan's text message was automatically sent, someone replied soon.

【Month (Remarks: Godfather): Got it. 】

"Ding Dong!"

【Month (Remarks: Godfather): You have grown up, and you should do everything carefully. There is nothing wrong with becoming a psychological counselor for a dream tour anchor. If you need help, contact me. 】

"Ding Dong!"

The second reply arrived quickly.

【Xia Jiawen (Remarks: head teacher): Okay. I am also very sorry for the child Su Luoluo, her family could not send her to school. However, you are about to take the college entrance examination soon, so take it easy and don't let yourself be depressed because of psychological counseling, which will affect the test status. Although your strength is enough, the college entrance examination will also test some cultural knowledge, I hope you can come to the class. 】

【Xia Jiawen (Remarks: head teacher): I missed class again today, and even sent a text message to the teacher. Student Su, remember to send a text message to ask for a leave of absence next time, and then send these to the teacher. Otherwise, the teacher will be very hurt. 】

Su Mingan replied, "We will meet again if we are destined".

"Ding Dong!"

The third reply was a little slower than the second reply of the first two.

【Lin Yunting (Remarks: Head of the Counseling Center): Known. Dr. Su, please don't forget the psychological lecture in the afternoon. 】

Su Mingan was silent.

He seemed to have discovered Su Wensheng's vest unknowingly.

"Ding Dong!"

The last reply is long overdue.

【? (Remarks: I don't know when I added this friend, I forgot who it was): Got it, don't reply. 】

Su Mingan stared at the question mark, saw the word "Don't answer", and put away his phone.

Until now, he still doesn't know who the question mark in the address book is, but the other party has no intention of communicating with him at all.

He opened the door and went to the church.

He walked through the ruins of the city and walked through the potholed gun craters. Along the way, there were always people on the side of the road staring at him coldly, as if judging whether to rob him.

This abandoned city is full of homeless people, homeless orphans, hungry people picking up airdrops, robbers and soldiers who rob others, old, weak, sick and disabled are everywhere. Perhaps Su Mingan's temperament was too calm, these robbers took a few glances at him, but they still didn't dare to strike.

Arrive at the destination, the vicissitudes of sunlight pass through the stained glass and project from the top. This church is extremely majestic and majestic, with dark spires that go straight into the sky, and every brick is engraved with gorgeous patterns. Its magnificence is incompatible with the ruins, and it is a place of peace in the war.

The church believes in the gods. No matter how courageous those **** soldiers running around the city were, they would not dare to extend their greedy hands here. So the church has been standing here, standing among the broken tiles and dilapidated bungalows, like the difference between the rich area and the poor area.

Su Mingan stood where he was for a moment, and walked into this magnificent church. The rainbow-like stained glass appeared in his eyes, as if the starry sky was in front of him.

"Da da da."

Just as the door was pushed open, a priest in black robes was running towards him, almost bumping into Su Mingan.

"Sorry." The pastor apologized in a low voice, and was about to go around Su Mingan, but Su Mingan suddenly pressed the pastor's shoulder.

The pastor looked up, revealing a handsome and unfamiliar face—this is not the point. The focus is on the pastor's shoulder, where a green praying mantis is parked.

"Lu Shu?" Su Mingan asked.

"...Huh?" The pastor was taken aback, his eyes lighted up slightly: "Su Mingan?"

Su Mingan was shocked. He really didn't expect that Lu Shu's real identity would be a priest. Where does this match up?

"Do you have a person named 'Yue' here?" Su Mingan was shocked for a while, and decided to get down to business first.

"It's the person in charge of the church inside." Lu Shu pointed to the door and put away the praying mantis: "I'll wait for you outside."

Chapter end

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