Survival in the wasteland: I have a template for cultivating immortals

Chapter 21 Masked Words

"It's only on the first floor, why are all the Gods of War from the West and the East coming out?"

"If this is really the case, isn't there a fight between gods and immortals?"

Many people were dumbfounded when they saw the discussion upstairs.

Entering the first floor of the Tianji Tower, are you going to fight Sun Dasheng? !

Is this reasonable!

"Hey, stop arguing. I just spent some supplies to buy a hand. It's not Ares, the god of war, who defeated the Buddha's monkey in a melee fight, but **! Got it!"

At this time, a person's information was brought up for some reason.

"Brother, did you buy it? Who is it? Why didn't I see it."

"Boss, I am collecting meteorite wood to change the water. I am not willing to spend this material, but... what are those two asterisks?"

"Yes, yes, if it's not these two giant Buddhas, who are they?!"

"What does the asterisk mean?"

"Is he scolding us? Was it automatically blocked by the system?"

"Is there a foul language check here? I'll try, shit."

"Fart! Those two asterisks are **, see!"

The survivor who bought the language materials was also stunned.

how is this possible……

Can't display it? !

He blinked, his face full of confusion.

"**?see that?"

"**!"

"Come on, come on, stop scrolling. If you don't know, you don't know. Stop scrolling here and wasting our expressions."

"Hahaha,**!"

"Who are you**."

"You curse again!"

"Then you are looking for the network administrator! Oh no, you are looking for the boss who bought the information upstairs!"

"You f***ing!"

Many people looked at the asterisks on the regional channels with helpless expressions.

Some survivors who just came in saw this, and thought that there had been a shocking foul language riot, and the system couldn't see it, so they blocked it all.

"I'll kill you, immortal."

"Well, it's not blocked?!"

"..."

"Slip away."

"Bye now,**!"

……

impossible!
Really can't send it out? !
Yan, who was peeking at the screen behind the light curtain, watched the regional channel a little nervously.

Because someone just bought a paid content from him, and then started to say that he got all the information on the regional channel.

Seeing the words from that person, Yan couldn't help but feel his heart twitch, and the corners of his mouth began to tremble.

If he revealed that the tower guards on the first floor were zombies, how could he continue to sell them?

During this period, he still wanted to find Qin Yu.

But Qin Yu replied.

[In the field, don't disturb! 】

This sad word makes it hard to sit or sit.

When the survivor uttered a long paragraph, he closed his eyes and didn't read it at all.

until……

The system prompts that someone has purchased the data again.

"Huh? I can't type the word zombie? Is it replaced by an asterisk?!"

I thought it was a little strange, but I clicked on the regional channel, and then I was happy.

……

"I can't type out the tower keeper's name, so you can change it to another description, for example, talk about his physical characteristics."

"Oh yes! He's humanoid, and, and..."

The survivor was also overjoyed to see someone talking to him on the regional channel.

I must describe the zombies!

This person thought.

But after thinking about it, the characteristic of zombies is that in the case of no headshot, only the other limbs or the body still have good threat and mobility, and the blood flow of the severed limb will not be affected.

"And... it has broken limbs, but still has a certain ability to move and fight."

"Huh? Isn't this the so-called immortal iron will?"

"That's right, I asked you to describe it, not to expand the original information, we are not primary school students!"

"That's it!"

Uh……

This is indeed a good description!

The man was also confused for a moment.

He combined the publicly available information on the information, and then described it with himself...

Nima is [-]% similar.

"It is very sensitive. If it finds humans, it will attack us recklessly until death."

He wrote another wave quickly.

But, this feeling, why does it seem to be the same again!

Suddenly realized something was wrong, he wanted to delete and retype, but accidentally pressed the "send button"!
Ah!
do not!
Finished!

Coincidentally, at the same time as sending it, the information on the public information slipped in front of him again, and the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.

"???"

"Do your best and never die, isn't that the same as yours until you die?"

"Good guy, listening to what you have to say is like listening to what you have to say."

"Oh I see, this man is well versed in nonsense literature!"

"The last time I saw your copywriting was the last time!"

"cut!"

"Waste of my precious time on tree-rolling and iron-sticking!"

……

Ah ha ha ha ha ha! ! !

Seeing this, Yan suddenly hugged his stomach and laughed.

"I didn't expect it to work!"

And the Tie Zi who was ridiculed by the crowd also didn't believe in evil, and his mind was flipping through the thin vocabulary book, trying to find some words that could be replaced.

Got it!

The living dead!
The man was shocked and overjoyed.

But when calling the regional channel, it shows...

"***"

The man suddenly turned pale.

He didn't expect it.

Even synonyms will be blocked!
……

[Congratulations on getting meteorite iron*0.9, wood*0.9]

[Congratulations on getting meteorite iron*0.9, wood*0.9]

While Qin Yu was still squatting outside to keep watch over the watering of the spirit rice, there was a reminder in his mind.

"Okay, it's on sale now."

I didn't open the light curtain to see where the materials are, but Qin Yu knew it when he saw the special 0.9 copies.

"It can still be sold. Hey, the survivors are really getting more and more anxious now. This is not possible."

Just when Qin Yu started planting Lingmi, Yan Du sent more than a dozen messages, saying that he himself is very anxious and panicked, afraid that no one will sell it, afraid that others will scold him, and afraid that there will be no future partner in him...

Qin Yu also understands this.

For example, when writing a novel, the outline, detailed outline, characters, world and background settings are all finalized, and then sent to a certain Chinese website with confidence.

From the moment it shows "successfully published", every 5 minutes, you want to click on your book to see if you have saved it, if anyone voted, if you leave a message and send a barrage, for fear that the book will not meet the public...

Uneasy, but full of hope.

But Qin Yu didn't understand much about this.

Because he thinks, why people can't think about it, so they come to write novels?Is farming bad?

I think so, but Qin Yu has a friendly personality, and he will vote for the books he has read!

So after a little reassurance and telling him not to have such high hopes, he continued his farming work.

But what made Qin Yu feel tired was that the wind on this wasteland seemed to be much stronger.

The light wind at dusk, now strong enough to blow up a lot of sand and dust, made Qin Yu, a little monk at the second level of Qi refining, a little bit too much.

"I'm so tired. I'll go back after this time."

I looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock.

"There are two more... Hey, what is that?!"

(End of this chapter)