God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Yang Jingshu noticed that Fang Ran's expression was wrong and frowned: "Fang Ran? What's wrong?"

Fang Ran was startled. He subconsciously wanted to see He Ziyun but held it back and whispered, "I'm a little worried."

So far, they have been searching in the principal's office for a long time, and apart from some lists of admitted students, there are only some frowning training items left.

What about being exposed to the scorching sun, making people wipe the floor with bare hands, and even making students roll and grope in muddy water...

Although these may not seem like much, in that peaceful era, the significance of students was equivalent to that of omegas who are now closely protected. At the very least, they were similar to some kind of vulnerable group.

Yang Jingshu glanced at her and said, "It's okay. This copy will probably be done soon."

After speaking, she motioned to the anchors scattered in various corners to come over, "Come here and tell us what clues you have found."

As soon as Yang Jingshu said this, the remaining novice anchors who didn't want to die all gathered around.

He Ziyun naturally followed him. He walked to the chair next to the table and sat down. When he raised his head, he saw seven faces looking at him, with slightly red cheeks:

"Sorry, I've been walking all day and I'm a little tired."

Fang Ran lowered her eyelids and did not dare to look up, fearing that someone would see that her face was red from holding back.

Yang Jingshu showed understanding: "It's okay, Teacher Liang, just sit down."

After speaking, she continued: "Let me introduce this person first. He was a trainee teacher at Fengze College before it was burned down. He taught piano. Now he is trapped here with us..."

After she finished speaking, the other anchors followed suit:

"I found a list of all the admitted students in the office, but it doesn't seem to be of any use."

"There are many books on education in the principal's office. I looked through them and found that there were no signs of being read at all. They are probably used for decoration..."

Fang Ran's face calmed down at this time. After everyone finished speaking, she silently raised her hands and said, "Miss Yang, you can take a look at this."

Yang Jingshu: "What?"

Fang Ran didn't say anything. She glanced at He Ziyun who was sitting on the chair with a confused face, turned around, walked to the gap between the bookshelves on the wall, and reached out to knock on it.

With the "clack" sound of the book falling, a black hole appeared instantly.

An anchor next to me was a little annoyed: "Is there a mechanism here? Why didn't you tell me just now?"

Fang Ran didn't look at him, but just faced Yang Jingshu: "I didn't dare to say anything when I found this switch while flipping through books."

Yang Jingshu squinted at her for a few seconds, then walked directly to the bookshelf, "You did a good job."

After saying that, Yang Jingshu turned on the flashlight again and shined it into the hole.

[No... Is this female beta named Fang Ran trying to please Yang Da? 】

[She seems a bit stupid. If she goes to see it herself, the final performance points and points should be very rich, and the possibility of even revealing the props is very high...]

[What you said above makes sense]

[I think you are just stupid, right? Fang Ran is stupid? She couldn't be smarter! 】

【? ? ? What's the meaning】

[Silly, novice anchors have weak ability to save their lives. Without Yang Da, Fang Ran would naturally have no choice but to take a gamble and rely on luck to find it on his own, but gambling is risky! ! What if she loses the bet and dies? When Yang Jingshu comes back, she can still sell well and let Yang Jingshu remember her]

[So waiting for Yang Da is the best thing to do? ! 】

【Holy shit! No wonder! Fang Ran can't see this! ! It’s quite thoughtful]

[There is no way...it is still very dangerous for novice anchors to enter the live broadcast room]

Due to the discussion in the barrage, Fang Ran's live broadcast room also gained a lot of attention in an instant.

Many viewers finally saw this delicate-looking, even dull woman.

Alpha was naturally tall and strong, so Yang Jingshu couldn't help but bend down when looking into the hole. When she saw something similar to a safe in the depths, Yang Jingshu's eyes moved slightly.

The next second, Yang Jingshu's left hand turned into steel again, and the chain shrank with movement, hooking straight towards the safe deep in the hole.

The remaining anchors looked at Yang Jingshu's props with envy.

"It would be great if we could also get props..."

One of the male beta anchors was interrupted by the anchor next to him before he finished speaking.

The anchor who interrupted him was an alpha, but his level was not high. He sneered and whispered:

"Do you think the props are easy to get? When Ms. Yang got this prop, both her arms were gone. If she hadn't cleared the level at the end of the dungeon, I doubt that Ms. Yang would have been able to get out."

At that time, the dungeon that Yang Jingshu entered was very difficult. If she hadn't been cautious in the early stage, everyone might have been wiped out. However, wealth can be found in danger, and the rewards after being on the verge of death are indeed generous.

He Ziyun, who was sitting on the chair, looked at Yang Jingshu's steel-like left arm lying outside, his light-colored eyes slightly curved.

He really wanted it too.

Just when everyone was holding their breath to watch Yang Jingshu's movements, the sound of something biting suddenly sounded in the cave.

Yang Jingshu frowned, quickly stretched her left hand forward, hooked the safe and pulled it back hard.

"Out."

Yang Jingshu said.

The next second, accompanied by the squeaking sound of animals being dragged, the first thing to emerge from the hole were the corpses of several rats whose flesh had been bruised by steel wear.

The novice anchors who were watching were startled and kept retreating.

Some rats were not even dead. Their internal organs were flying out and they were biting at Yang Jingshu's steel left hand, making disturbing squealing sounds.

Yang Jingshu just glanced at the mice, shook her left hand quickly, and threw a few half-dead mice to the ground. The mice slumped on the ground and shivered a few times, completely motionless.

The safe was completely pulled out and thrown directly onto the table by Yang Jingshu, making a "bang" sound.

Yang Jingshu wiped the sweat from her forehead with her clean right hand, "Open it and see what it is."

No one moved.

Yang Jingshu frowned, and just as she was about to speak, she saw someone reaching out to touch the safe.

It's "Liang An".

He Ziyun's cheeks turned pale. He looked back at Yang Jingshu and showed a forced smile: "I'll do it. I'm older than you, so I should be the one to drive."

After saying that, He Ziyun lowered his head and fumbled for the combination lock on the safe, his long and thin white fingers even stained with the blood from the mouse corpse.

Just when Yang Jingshu was annoyed about the rat blood on her left arm, the sound of the chain being dragged sounded in the room. Yang Jingshu's heart shuddered, and the iron claw twisted its direction and struck directly at the person who picked up her arm.

Fang Ran was startled, and his whole face turned pale. He subconsciously hugged the chain and stammered: "Well, that Yang Da, I just wanted to help you wipe the blood on your arm..."