National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

The audience in the live broadcast room made filthy comments one after another.

Jiang Yuan didn't feel honored at all to be singled out by many viewers in the live broadcast room.

What to push?

He stands in front of the audience, has a shield, and tries to convince people with his reasoning. Who can push it away?

One by one, they say that they are Nantong female coppers. They scream for joy when they see handsome men and beautiful women. Their sexual orientation can change flexibly according to their appearance. They are a group of pretty girls and old women.

It is better to believe that Qin Shihuang can really be resurrected and lead an army to unify Water Blue Star.

With so many people in China, who might just randomly have the ability to summon an ancient boss?

He mentally rolled his eyes and continued to drift back to the screen.

The demonic energy condensed around the Chensong Pot became thicker and thicker.

It was Burns and Tia who massaged him, and they were very strong.

He felt a little sleepy after eating and drinking enough.

He sat up.

"Okay, you guys should rest too. How tired can I be if I lie down?"

He stretched and was halfway through his yawn. He just blinked and opened his mouth. He saw different movement on the screen than before.

"Hey - look!"

He raised his hand.

Everyone followed his reminder and looked at the screen.

There is movement! It's movement they can see!

The Chensong Pot is shaking in the center of the screen. If you look closely, it seems to be driven by demonic energy?

Jiang Yuan, who had always turned on the enhanced version of elemental vision, could see more clearly.

The demonic aura condensed into a humanoid figure with even stronger demonic aura. It was that figure that tentatively stretched out its hand to touch the Chensong Pot.

But because the Chensong Pot was already wrapped in demonic energy, others could not see it.

The black figure tested it and found that the Chensong Pot did not move.

So it became bolder, held the Chensong Pot directly in its hand, and started to move in one direction.

Perhaps it was because the Chensong Pot was curious, and it shook the pot in its hand from time to time.

And its pace is also bouncing, a bit lively.

Jiang Yuan's expression at this scene was a bit strange.

Isn't it the so-called mass-produced demon that is condensed from demonic energy? This demon is quite childlike, huh?

It was quite different from his impression of the Demon God in the past.

He can see clearly, others cannot.

What they saw on the screen was the Chenge pot that was suddenly moved to a certain place by the demonic energy and would shake a few times, and Jiang Yuan's complicated expression.

The screen formed by white clouds made the viewing angle far away, and the Chensong Pot moved from one side of the screen to the other in the darkness - this couldn't be because the screen was idle and was learning how to move the camera, right? That means the Dust Song Pot is moving.

"Jiang Yuan, what did you see?"

Paimon was extremely curious about the scene in Jiang Yuan's eyes.

Others also looked over.

When Jiang Yuan told what he saw, other people's reactions were similar to his.

"A bouncing demon? I can't imagine it."

"Could he be imitating someone in our team?"

"That must be one of the orcs. When they turn into beast form, they run up and down."

"That's humanoid, and it definitely has nothing to do with us."

"Burns?"

"Hey, hey, I can only jump when I turn into a rabbit, okay?"

"..."

Everyone discussed it but did not come up with an accurate answer.

"Is there a possibility that it wants to go like this on its own?" Kolding raised a possibility.

"...It's possible." "Koldin is right!" "Yes." "Probably a mutated demon god."

While he was talking, the mass-produced demon god had already run away for some distance.

Jiang Yuan opened his eyes wide.

"many!"

"A lot of what?"

"So many demon gods..." Jiang Yuan suddenly wondered if it was wrong to use demon gods to call creatures condensed by demonic energy.

The one who condenses the demonic energy is not necessarily the demon god, right? Even if the Demon God is mass-produced, can it produce so much?

He glanced around and saw dozens of dark humanoid creatures.

"Dozens!" "Should we take action now?" "This time it's a bit challenging!" "Okay, it's on fire!"

This amount won’t sway anyone.

Jiang Yuan waved his hand to indicate that he was still observing.

On the screen, the black figure handed the Dust Song Pot to another taller figure.

"Captain! I found something shiny!"

It was a cheerful teenage voice.

Even Jiang Yuan couldn't see the black shadow's face clearly. Through his movements and body shape, he judged that the person who said these words was the black shadow who first came into contact with the Chensong Pot.

"Captain?" he repeated doubtfully.

The black shadows in this world—let’s not call them demons for now—are there groups of them?

"What captain?" Paimon, who was nearest to him, heard his words.

"Huh? Didn't you hear what the black shadow said just now?" Jiang Yuan looked at Paimon.

"No, I didn't hear anything."

Other teammates said that in their eyes, it was just that the Chensong Kettle was no longer shaking so much, but the sound was not heard at all.

Weird.

Jiang Yuan raised his hand and touched his ears.

Does his elemental vision make what he hears clearer?

Things continue on the screen.

The black shadow known as the captain took the Chensong Pot. As soon as he took it, it shook violently. He couldn't hold the Chensong Pot firmly and dropped it to the ground.

Fortunately, the black shadow hand of the young man who handed over the Chensong Pot quickly caught it, and fortunately, the space in the Chensong Pot did not sway as the Chensong Pot shook.

Otherwise, everyone in Chenge Pot would be in good health, but something would happen to the building.

"Where did you find it?" The taller shadow had a mature voice that matched the figure, and his tone was solemn.

"I just went out to play and saw it over there." The shadow boy held the Chenge pot.

"Didn't I tell you not to go over there yet?" Captain Black Shadow asked sternly.

The Chenge pot trembled. The young man was startled by the captain's stern voice.

"I, I forgot." The young man in the shadow held the Chensong pot guiltily, "I have carefully detected it. There are no energy fluctuations like you mentioned, and there is nothing else except this pot!"

"Ugh……"

Captain Black Shadow let out a long sigh.

"Can you feel the pot in your hand carefully now?"

"Is this called a pot?" the boy asked first, and after a moment he exclaimed, "Ah! It has such a terrifying smell!"

"This is something that scares outsiders, how dare you pick it back up?"

"I'm sorry, I'm going to throw it away right now!"

The young man's body turned into a thick black mist in an instant, and he was about to walk back while carrying the Chensong Pot.

"It's too late." Captain Black Shadow shook his head, "Come back first."

It raised its hand, and the demonic energy formed a chain to pull the black shadow boy back to its eyes: "You are more likely to run into them when you go back and be killed by them."

"Then what should I do?" The shadow boy's expression could not be seen clearly, and one could hear how regretful and helpless he was from his tone.

At this point, what solution can Captain Black Shadow give?

He summoned the other shadows around him and looked around.

"Is the owner of this pot nearby? The child got it out of curiosity. We have no ill intentions and are willing to return it to you and express our apology!"