People in Tiga, just become Leo

Chapter 167

Neon, Tokyo Tower, the highest location.

Qin Long was standing here at the moment. He was standing on two extremely slippery iron frames, with his hands in his pockets, looking down at the steel jungle filled with lights of various colors.

"Okay, it's time to start acting."

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"Good evening, everyone. This is TV Tokyo. Today we are honored to have Mr. Yixiao Qingchen, a famous novelist. Hello, Mr. Qingchen." It was given to a young man with thinning hair and glasses.

"Hello." The boy smiled, looking a little cautious.

"As we all know, Mr. Qingchen is best at writing strange novels about ghosts and ghosts, and the sales volume of light novels published a while ago is the highest in history." The hostess said with a smile.

The two then exchanged some issues that had been discussed earlier.

Soon it was time to ask questions, the hostess glanced at the question board and said.

"Mr. Qingchen, do you think ghosts and gods still exist in modern society?"

"About this, I think you can believe it or not."

"What about your personal opinion?"

"I personally think there is. In my opinion, the gods and demons have never left. They just stayed away from people or fell into a deep sleep." The young man wearing glasses on the TV screen said with a shy smile.

"Wow, what a bold statement, so now..." The hostess stopped in the middle of her speech.

All the staff and the young novelist were a little nervous seeing this scene.

OMG, there shouldn't be a live broadcast accident, right?
The director winked wildly, but the hostess suddenly stood up.She was surrounded by holy light, and then floated in the air amidst the exclamation of everyone.

The female host opened her mouth, but what came out was a male voice.

She spoke an unknown language, but strangely everyone understood what she meant.

"The old rulers are coming back, and humans can't fight against them. There is only one way to save humans, and that is to pray for God to come!"

TV Tokyo is the largest TV station in Neon, and this is the prime time at night.

This scene was broadcast live, which immediately caused an uproar.

"Hey, hey, isn't this acting?"

"Are you kidding? This is a live broadcast. There are no wires or special effects!"

"If you say that, is it true?"

"My God, do gods really exist in this world?"

"Are you all idiots? This is obviously a trick played by the TV station, don't be fooled!"

……

On the screen, the voice of the hostess continued.

"As long as you call God's real name, God will appear in radiance, and he will turn into an invincible giant to save all people from fire and water!"

"And the real name of God is..."

Countless people were looking forward to it, waiting for the hostess' next words.

But the next second, the female host slowly floated down from the air, then lay on the table unconscious.

The director immediately switched the screen to an advertisement, and then called the rest of the staff to check the situation.

Some people called for an ambulance, some called for a miracle, and the studio was suddenly busy.
"I'm going, is this gone?"

"Where is the key point? God's name?"

"Isn't this really a prepared script?"

……

Qin Long was lying on the sofa at home, comfortably checking his phone.

The aftermath of the TV station incident is still brewing, and the Internet is already abuzz with controversy.

"That's good, that's right. We've built up momentum now, and we're waiting for the 'overlord of the old world' to appear, but it's too soon."

That's right, he was responsible for the live broadcast accident on TV Tokyo this time.

Qin Long easily achieved his goal through the skill of the Kiriairods—mind control.

When it was almost midnight, there was another knock on Qin Long's door, and Qiao's embarrassing voice came in.

"Qin Sang? Are you still there?"

"Of course." Qin Long opened the door, and saw old Uncle Qiao and a young man standing at the door.

The young man looked to be about 25 or [-] years old, with a strong and strong body. Although he was wearing casual clothes, he still gave off a military demeanor.

"Sorry, I forgot the door key in the room again, please get a spare key." Joe was a little embarrassed.

"Nothing, who is this?"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce, he is..."

"My name is Ford Brody, and I am his son. Who are you?"

"My name is Qin Long, and my hobby is divination." Qin Long smiled at him and then handed the key to Qiao.

The hero finally appeared on the stage, and this chess game officially ushered in the beginning.

"Uncle Qiao, is my calculation accurate?" Qin Long asked jokingly before closing the door.

Joe smiled awkwardly, and then took his son into his room.

(End of this chapter)