God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

【Fuck! ! ! 】

[Awesome, this omega]

[No, isn't he afraid? This NPC looks really scary...]

[Alpha should think about this situation carefully... If nothing else, isn't it tasteless to be so close to an NPC? 】

【no no! Is he really an omega? 】

[I started to wonder if "miracle" was posted by mistake? In fact, my wife is an alpha, no matter how bad she is, she should be a beta...]

[Do you look down on omega upstairs? Which alpha and beta can be so beautiful? Don’t force me to slap you through the network cable]

[Are omegas so awesome now? 】

[Is there a possibility that this omega was scared to tears? 】

The barrage was silent for a few seconds, and then it started flooding the screen again.

[Are you okay with your brain? Are you really afraid of being scared to tears and holding a rotten human head? 】

[What about that, brother upstairs, you are the most unlikely...]

【What happened to omega? Omegas cry because we are born with well-developed tear ducts and our ability to empathize is strong. How can we be cold and ruthless like your alphas? 】

【plus one……】

[Oh, I advise you not to engage in authoritarianism]

【accurate? Hit me if you feel unhappy]

【…】

The barrage was quickly discussed. There were alphas, betas, and of course omegas watching the live broadcast in front of the screen. At this time, there were many people discussing and scolding each other. The quarrel could even rise to the level of sexism.

In fact, what He Ziyun did was not that great. The most amazing thing was that it was his first time to enter the dungeon, and he was even an omega. This fact is jaw-dropping.

Didn’t you see that among the newbie anchors next door, even the alphas were timid?

With contrast, He Ziyun is naturally more eye-catching at the moment.

At the same time, under the avatar on He Ziyun's live broadcast page, the number of fans began to grow crazily.

[Anchor He Ziyun added fans +20, and 150 people have liked the anchor He Ziyun! 】

[Anchor He Ziyun added fans +45, and 340 people have liked the anchor He Ziyun! 】

[Anchor He Ziyun added fans +180, and 580 people have liked the anchor He Ziyun! 】

[Anchor He Ziyun...]

The gentle system female voice kept ringing, and the ding-ding-ding-ding reminder made He Ziyun, who was immersed in his acting skills, raise his eyebrows.

Despite the rapid barrage of comments in his live broadcast room at the beginning, most of the viewers were just here to watch the fun.

After all, as the only omega to enter the "miracle", his attraction to the outside world is definitely not small.

wrong.

He Ziyun looked at Liang An, who was beginning to melt in front of him, his eyes so gentle that it was unbelievable.

It should be said that his attractiveness at the moment is higher than that of all novice anchors, and maybe even surpasses some not-so-famous senior anchors.

He Ziyun was very happy with this result.

As long as he can beat the alpha, he will be so excited that he seems to have taken drugs.

Liang An is completely different now from the beginning. His gentle and delicate face has become rotten and strange. The dimples at the corners of his mouth are deeply sunken into his skin, like a cave with a foul smell. Not to mention that his whole body is full of odor at this moment. It melted rapidly, like water-soaked mud covering the surface of the dense white bones.

He Ziyun even saw sticky and smelly water plants hanging on Liang An's body.

This is a water orchid that can only grow under water.

It's just that at this moment, Shui Luolan lost her vitality under the water and clung to the bones, half dead.

Liang An's broken neck bone made a crunching sound again, and the half-rotted head twisted out of He Ziyun's hands and hung down on his back.

He Ziyun's heart moved and he subconsciously moved forward.

Liang An's head hanging on his back looked at He Ziyun behind him who looked "devastated", and his bone-white lips wriggled:

"Xiaoyun, you said you wanted to help me. You are a good boy, right?"

He Ziyun stood there, looking at Liang An who straightened his back and walked towards the window, and said with a cry: "Yes, I will help Teacher Liang."

Liang An's broken neck bone shook. He walked to the window, leaned back in the sight of He Ziyun's tearful eyes, and disappeared directly by the window.

At the same time, the familiar sound of heavy objects falling into the water sounded, and the frantic playing of the piano became more and more manic, as if venting.

There were still tears in the corners of He Ziyun's eyes. He walked step by step to the window. The tears in his eyes completely disappeared. He lowered his head and looked at the waves on the lake surface almost calmly.

If it weren't for the blush that still lingered around his eyes, no one would have believed that he was crying with tears in his eyes just a second ago.

[Made...Did you deceive the NPC? 】

[He turned around and jumped into the lake...]

[Is there any other way? 】

【Fuck, bull, bull, bull】

He Ziyun wiped the tears from his face, paused with his fingertips, pressed the corners of his eyes, and opened the barrage again.

A nearly transparent light screen appeared in the line of sight again, and the dense barrage kept moving, making people dazzled.

He Ziyun lowered his eyes to check the barrage. The tip of his nose was still a little red. He chose a barrage at random: "Why are you crying?"

He Ziyun smiled: "Of course it's because this is the easiest way to win people's trust."

The barrage paused.

【What the hell? What's the meaning? 】

[My wife means that crying is a sign of weakness. 】

[Is there any other way? (Repeat repeat repeat)]

He Ziyun's eyes washed by tears became brighter and brighter, and he responded with a smile: "Of course, I don't recommend that everyone learn like this."

He stopped looking at the lake that was gradually returning to calm. He turned around and walked to sit down under the piano with its keys flying around. He stared at the blood still emerging between the keys and curled his eyelashes:

"After all, not everyone has a face like mine."

He Ziyun reached out and wiped some blood on the keys, "Besides, do you think it's over now?"

The audience in front of the screen looked confused and could only mechanically type and ask:

【no? what does it mean? 】

[Are you stupid upstairs? What the anchor means is that the plot has just begun! 】

[That's right, until now, we seem to be in a fog...]

[For example, did my wife reach an agreement with Teacher Liang just now? ! ! 】

[Achieved... right? After all, Teacher Liang didn’t even take action against the anchor]

【plus one】

On the screen, He Ziyunyan smiled and shook his blood-stained finger: "That's not true."

"The real plot has just begun now."

In the barrage discussion room, amidst the manic music of the piano, a shallow gray mist gradually emerged in the room. They floated layer by layer, completely surrounding the entire room.

He Ziyun stood up next to the piano and walked to the window, looking calm.

From his current perspective, he could just see the continuous gray fog rising slowly from the bottom of the lake and drifting into the house along the outer wall.

【Ding】

[Anchor He Ziyun’s main mission: [Red Piano] has reached 30% completion]