People in Tiga, just become Leo

Chapter 295 Qin Long’s second script

"I'm very happy that you have this kind of heart, but you don't have to die. I don't want you to die." Qin Long smiled, "In addition, if you have done well, then I will give you the rewards you deserve."

Queen Caesar looked at the man on the throne obsessively, and the words were all in her mind-I don't want you to die.

Sure enough, His Majesty has his own in mind.

Even if it's not love, even if it's just using value, it's enough.

This matter must be done beautifully, so as to live up to His Majesty's expectations.

Queen Caesar bowed her head slightly, her jasper-like eyes were slightly closed, and she already had a rough plan in her heart.

In this galaxy, a Hundred Stars Alliance Competition is held every 20 years.

The forces of each planet will send candidates to participate, and then determine the amount of acquisition of some rare resources in the galaxy according to the ranking of the competition.

The higher the ranking you get, the more resources you can share.

In the past hundreds of years, Pitt Star has also participated in the Hundred Stars League many times, but the rankings are not ideal.

That's why the Rodney Empire has been quietly developing genetic technology in order to breed Ailei Emperor, so that it will shine in the future Common People's Union Conference.

Even if there is no Lightning Man, the Pitt Stars can still produce Eleidi for at most a hundred years, so it is really just Qin Long and Shikali who are unlucky.

"To complete His Majesty's mission, the Hundred Stars Alliance Conference is a good starting point. It just so happens that some old things that are not pleasing to the eye should be taken care of!"

……

After Qin Long explained the matter to Queen Caesar, he immediately returned to the real world.

When he returned to his room and turned on his phone to check, it was already eight o'clock at night.

Today, Ju Jianhui worked overtime as usual, the room was so empty, she was very calm.

However, Qin Long has gotten used to it, skillfully opened the refrigerator and took out the ingredients to make something to eat, then returned to the desk and began to think about how to collect Beria's power of faith.

The collection of the power of faith, to put it bluntly, is to collect the wish power of other living beings.

Whether it is prayer of faith or fear, it can be collected as the power of faith.

"Maybe I can get some inspiration from the experience of the Godzilla copy." Qin Long thought for a moment, and quickly took out a pen and paper to record and analyze.

It's a habit he's only recently begun to pick up.

The copy of Godzilla is not complicated, but after a series of manipulations of his own, Leo has gained the huge belief of almost the entire planet.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if there is no need for system rewards, Qin Long can collect a complete set of golden medals just by strengthening the power of faith!

However, in order to keep it for urgent use in the future, Qin Long kept it.

"Since we want to publicize Beria's existence, we need to create momentum, but this time the time is tight and we can't do it like last time."

Qin Long held the pen and wrote the last word on the white paper, then got up and walked to the mirror.

Since there is going to be a big scene, Su Nagui can't be too weak.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a lot less fun?

In the mirror, the handsome man smiled.

Then the lights suddenly went out, and the room was suddenly plunged into darkness.

……

Akita Prefecture has the deepest lake in the world, Lake Tazawa, and there are rivers and plains with abundant water. It is a rich land of fish and rice.

Suna Mountain is located here.

In the county, on the fifth floor of an apartment, a room was still lit.

The decoration of this room is not cute, but rather gloomy.

A beautiful girl was frowning, propping her delicate chin with one hand, and writing something on paper with a pen in the other.

Her name is Akabane Fuka, and she was born into a wealthy family.

So not long after graduating from university, he entered a company for an internship, but was harassed by his boss because of his good looks.

She slapped the pig-headed boss and then resigned, but she also suffered retaliation.

She encountered obstacles in subsequent interviews, so she had no choice but to try to enter the online live broadcast industry.

She doesn't have a good singing voice, she can't dance, and even if she looks pretty, she can't stand out.

So in the end, at the suggestion of her agent, she switched to the section of spiritual adventure.

Relying on the courage she developed since she was a child, and her honest and unaffected reactions, Akabane Fuka quickly accumulated a large number of fans.

She was looking forward to her life here, but now she encountered a little trouble.

"Spiritual ghost school, supernatural tunnel... ah, other anchors in these places have already done it, and it is completely meaningless. Obviously, it will be the agreed live broadcast time in a few hours, but I don't even have a place to go. decided!"

Akabane Fuka frowned, took a pen and crossed out the places just written on the white paper one by one, and finally sighed and lay down on the table.

Those big smart eyes looked at the photo frame on the table, which contained a group photo of a family.

"Father, mother, are you all right?" Akabane Fuka looked at the smiling faces of the family of three in the photo and whispered.

If only Ultraman Leo could tell me where some monsters are hiding.

In this way, at least for a while, there is no need to think about how to retain fans.

Akabane Fuka thought about it, and she was amused by this thought.

Suddenly, an unexplained sleepiness came to my head.

"I'm so sleepy, but I haven't worked yet..."

Before Akabane Fuka finished speaking, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, she felt as if she had a dream.

Somewhere in the dream, a figure of a man whose face could not be seen was standing in front of him with his hands in his pockets.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to himself, but his voice was floating.

Akabane Fenghua was a little scared, but wanted to hear what he said clearly, so she slowly leaned towards him.

"who are you?"

"Ghosts and gods are about to recover." The man completely ignored her words and said to himself.

"Ghosts? What exactly do you want to say?"

"The knives and statues to suppress ghosts and gods have been stolen, and the seal has been broken. Su Nagui will wake up soon, and human beings will pay a heavy price for their stupid behavior!"

After the man finished speaking, he turned around, walked into the darkness, and quickly disappeared.

"Wait, is what you said true?" Akabane Fenghua wanted to catch up, but strangely found that no matter how hard she ran, she couldn't catch up with the man.

It's a lie, that guy is obviously only walking, how can he not catch up?
Akabane Fenghua stopped in place, suddenly feeling a chill on her back.

Then, she woke up.

"Ah~, my head hurts so much, how could I have such a weird dream?" Akabane Fuka said as she reached out and pressed her sore temple.

She tried her best to ignore that dream, but that dream seemed to be imprinted in her mind, and she couldn't forget it at all.

She still has a deep memory of the man's standing posture and erratic tone.

Akabane Fenghua shook her head and wanted to get up to get a glass of water. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the white paper spread out on the table.

Under the place names that she crossed out one by one, suddenly there was a name with an extremely conspicuous font.

Su Nashan!
"This... I remember that I didn't write this place name before!" Akabane Fuka looked at the place name on the paper with fear in his eyes.

The writing strokes are very deep, and the outlines that should be rounded are sharp and sharp.

This is definitely not my own handwriting!
"Could it be that what the man in the dream said is true? The ghost is about to wake up?" Akabane Fuka forced himself to calm down and quickly analyzed.

As a native of Akita Prefecture, she had heard her grandfather tell the legend of Suna ghosts.

Rumor has it that a terrifying demon named the Suna Ghost once appeared in the Suna Mountain area. It had a very ferocious face and a cruel personality, and the local people suffered greatly from it.

Later, a swordsman named Ida Jinglong passed by here to fight with him, and then defeated Su Nagui, buried his body in Su Na Mountain, and then used his own statue and knife to suppress the remnant soul of Su Na Gui.

She had always regarded this as a legend when she was a child.

If what the man said was true, then things were pretty bad.

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly sounded in the room, which startled Akabane Fuka.

Turning his head to look, he realized that it was his cell phone ringing.

It was exactly eleven o'clock in the evening.

"What a mess, it's almost time for the scheduled live broadcast, and I haven't had time to put on makeup yet!" Akabane Fuka was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly began to pack up.

Soon, she packed up her clothes, took the live broadcast equipment and got into the car.

"Where are you going? Haven't decided on a location yet?" Manager Yokoyama Toru asked while holding the steering wheel.

"Go to Shuna Mountain!" Akabane Fenghua tidied the messy hair on his forehead, and then said in a firm voice.

Now, she has no other choice.

What the man said is true or false, as long as you go to Suna Mountain to find the ancestral hall in the temple, and see if the sword is still there, you can prove it.

"Huh? Are you serious? Although Suna Mountain is indeed a barren mountain and old forest, we are doing spiritual live broadcasting, not survival in the wilderness." Yokoyama Toru turned his head and looked at Akabane Fuka and confirmed again.

"Believe me, Ah Che, just drive first and I'll tell you on the way."

"All right!"

Soon, the black car turned on its lights and drove out of the city towards the mountain road.

In the car, Akabane Fuka told her agent about her dream.

"Are you... okay? Although work is very important, your body is your capital. If you are too tired, you can take a good rest for two days."

Obviously, Yokoyama Toru did not take Akabane Fuka's words seriously.

"Then how do you explain this? Ache, you should recognize my handwriting!" Akabane Fuka didn't get angry, and directly took the white paper out of her backpack.

"This... really doesn't look like your handwriting." Yokoyama Toru's eyes widened when he saw this piece of paper, and he was a little shaken.

He knew the handwriting of Akabane Fenghua, Xiaojiabiyu type, and it was impossible for her to write such powerful handwriting that penetrated the back of the paper.

Could it be that……

"Ah, I see, this is the script you planned this time, right? Ah, you finally got the hang of it, I said before that there is always a time when the exploration of the supernatural place is completed, and then you can only construct the script, but you Why didn't you tell me, I'm very good at this." Yokoyama Toru suddenly said in surprise, treating all of this as a script constructed by Akabane Fuka.

Akabane Fuka shook her head.

"Forget it, everything will be revealed when we get there."

(End of this chapter)