In the end of rebirth, I rejected all gods

As the last enemy fell, the sword in Lin Yan's hand gradually disappeared.

It turned out that Fang Qing, who was the real sword holder, also fainted.

Without a strong physique, the ability to control the golden god for such a long time is not bad.

Now only Lin Yan and Rossi are left on the field.

Rossi doesn't have time to talk to Lin Yan at all right now. Seeing that her backstage ratings are rising again and again, she is already jumping for joy.

A dialog box popped up before Lin Yan's eyes again.

The dusty king in the yellow sand (orange)

Vast Cosmic Dragon (Golden)

Undertaker in Frozen Burial (orange)

Sky-Eyed Deceiver (Gold)

Marufel's Heart Stone (Golden)

King of the Old City-State (Golden)

The above gods have voted for you, please choose the object of your crowd.

Lin Yan glanced at it. Lin Yan hadn't read the hoarding news before. This time, more than 100 gods had sent invitations to Lin Yan.

But Lin Yan simply glanced at it and turned it off again.

Seeing Lin Yan's actions, Rossi nodded in satisfaction.

To be honest, she really didn't want Lin Yan to read more invitations from the gods, because she was afraid that Lin Yan would be moved by a certain powerful god, and her ratings would drop significantly.

Lin Yan sat next to the fainted Rossi, panting slightly.

This was the first time he had experienced the power of the Lonely Sword, and it was indeed stronger than he had imagined.

You know, Lin Yanxian's current body only has 5 points of agility attribute, but it can exert such a powerful force, which can further prove the strength of Lonely Sword.

Lin Yan beckoned Rossi to come over, seeing her jumping up and down happily, Lin Yan asked.

"What's your rating now?"

"More than 2."

Rossi replied casually, more than 2 ratings are equivalent to more than 2 gods watching Lin Yan, and just after the first battle, Rossi received a tip of [-] New Zealand dollars.

For this kind of enthusiasm, it is estimated that the middle-level broadcaster Kenner is not enough.

Rosie has found a treasure.

Lin Yan thought about it in his heart, and felt that the time was ripe, after all, there were so many people.

Time to announce your plans.

He stood up and let Rosie look at him.

Lin Yan's deep eyes looked at Rossi's childish and ignorant eyes. He also knew that he was looking at the camera, just like a live broadcast. Lin Yan began to introduce himself.

"You so-called gods, you are living comfortably, right, but our group of humans is not feeling well now."

"Let me introduce myself first. I think you already know that my name is Lin Yan. Those of you who I have rejected and are hiding behind the screen wish to see me die."

"But such a hateful person like me is still alive, isn't it surprising?"

"Okay, I won't beat around the bush anymore. I want to sign a contract for everyone. Of course, it is a contract that is mutually beneficial to both parties."

Rossi frowned, he was in a state of bewilderment now, what exactly does this guy want to do?
Lin Yan spoke again.

"I believe that everyone feels that their abilities are very strong, and they even feel that they dare not be in the white, blue, or even purple ranks. I can endorse a beautiful advertisement for everyone."

"Gods, you can bestow your abilities on me. I have absolutely great popularity and can help you advertise until other gods recognize you. I will show your abilities to the best."

"Of course, I will charge you a certain advertising fee. The initial contract is once a week. Since my current popularity is not too high, the advertising fee is as follows."

"White-level gods: $200 a day, blue-level gods: $400 a day, purple-level gods: $800 a day, orange-level gods: $1400 a day, gold-level gods: $2000 a day."

"I don't believe there will be a red level for the time being. This is just the price list of this week's advertising fee. As my popularity changes, the next week will be different. Thank you."

After speaking, Lin Yan sat down again.

Rossi's eyes widened in disbelief, she never thought that this Lin Yan could be so bold.

Not only do you want to prostitute the ability of the gods for nothing, but you actually want to charge the gods for advertising fees?
You know, after a person gains the ability of the gods, he needs to pay the gods New Zealand dollars every day.

What the hell is this guy thinking?
is it possible?

Are those gods really stupid enough to pay Lin Yan to use his abilities?
"Hey, what on earth are you trying to do? Take back your stupid statement!"

Rossi scolded Lin Yan, but Lin Yan didn't take it seriously, and sat quietly on the stool.

Sure enough, in the face of such explosive speeches on the program, Rossi's tipping became more and more.

A striking golden barrage flew past Rossi's eyes.

Holy King of All-Seeing Eye: "This guy is disrespectful to the gods!"

Looking at the sender of this barrage, Rossi was a little scared. This is a god of the golden level, and neither he nor Lin Yan could bear his anger.

Moreover, this god once sent an invitation to Lin Yan, but now Lin Yan actually said such a thing.

Rossi quickly lowered her head and squatted beside Lin Yan, begging Lin Yan to take back what she just said.

From the initial yelling, to the request, to the begging.

No matter how Rossi lowered her posture, Lin Yan sat quietly in her seat without saying a word.

Finally, Rossi became angry. She raised her right hand high, and a red light shone brightly on the palm of her right hand.

A moment later, the blood umbrella appeared in her hand again.

She pointed the blood umbrella at Lin Yan's head and shouted angrily.

"Apologize to the great gods! Do you understand? You idiot!"

Rossi's anger finally made Lin Yan face up to it.

Lin Yan raised his head slowly and looked at Rossi in front of him, but he didn't feel nervous at all.

"Miss Rossi, if you kill me now, do you know your result?"

"what?"

Rossi was a little puzzled and frowned. What on earth was this guy trying to say?
"You and I are already grasshoppers tied to a rope, but now the rope is on fire, all we can do is put out the fire together, because you can't escape."

"If you kill me, then the higher-ups will know the contract you signed with me. Even your boss, Kenna, will definitely be jealous of you. If it is light, it will flatten you, or if it is serious, it will kill you."

"Okay, even if you have a hidden hole card, you can despise Kenner, but what about Kenner's superior?"

"Aren't you afraid of the executioner of purgatory?"

This sentence brought Rossi back to his senses, and he seemed to have violated the rules.

My current income is at least higher than that of a mid-level broadcaster. Although it may not be as high as a senior broadcaster, I have already made a mistake. If I lose the support of Lin Yan, I may bear the wrath of high-ranking people.

Rosie lowered her head sadly, two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks.

In this case, Miss Rosie, a low-level broadcaster of the demon species.

Actually cried.