God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

The feeling of being completely controlled by consciousness is so strange.

The anchors were so horrified that their hands were almost torn to pieces, but they did not move their eyes even a little bit.

"Catman" is actually scarier than Ella!

Dani on the stage smiled and rubbed "Catman"'s head, and her voice spread throughout the audience from the microphone:

"Xiao Mi, what kind of performance are you going to give everyone today?"

The "Cat Man" whose head was stroked lazily scratched his face, let out a series of meows, and finally a childish human voice:

"Let's randomly select a few lucky guests today."

"Catman"'s deep black eyes stared coldly at the crowd in the audience, as if he was picking some prey.

The anchors didn't believe it and were even more frightened, but the person targeted by it couldn't move their eyes at all and could only stare blankly at it.

Dani's smile deepened: "Really? Xiaomi, are you going to help some guests who are suffering from mental torture to regain their composure today?"

"Catman" nodded, and licked his red barbed tongue around his lips. Lined with the white fluffy hair around it, he looked very beautiful.

"Yes, Sister Dany."

Dany was so happy to get the exact answer that even the half-dead tentacles on the stage floor began to tremble, making sticky "snap-snap" sounds.

"Okay, then let's do what you want, Xiaomi."

Dani turned around and looked at the stands, blinking her eyes with bright eyeshadow: "Everyone, where the lights stop is the "lucky audience" chosen by Xiaomi! "

As soon as she finished speaking, countless cylindrical lights suddenly shone towards the stands. They swayed back and forth and stopped randomly above a certain anchor or NPC seat.

At a glance, there were as many as twenty people.

He Ziyun, who had just learned from Ling that he had spit out blood, raised his head slightly. He squinted at the seats illuminated by the lights, thoughtfully.

Most of the people illuminated by the light were the anchors at first glance. Only a few of them showed excitement and nervousness and were classified as NPCs.

Looking at it this way, there are actually seventeen anchors.

This number of people was probably what He Ziyun expected. What he didn't expect was that there would be NPCs selected to take the stage.

He thought only anchors would be selected...

As for "Cat People"——

He Ziyun, who was not selected, frowned slightly, feeling a strange sense of familiarity in his heart.

Why does he feel that he has seen something similar to "Cat Man" somewhere? Even Ella and the host Dani have this weird familiarity...

"boom!"

The young man's thoughts were interrupted by a sudden sound. He looked up and saw "Catman" lying lazily on the ground, squinting at the human being chosen by it in the stands.

"Come up together, I will help you solve your problems one by one..."

"Catman" is very large, and it is nearly twice as long when lying on the ground. If it weren't for the human voice it mouthed, it would look more like an exaggerated version of a plush doll.

What's even more terrifying is that as the "Cat Man" finished speaking, the anchors and NPCs who were illuminated by the lights stood up uncontrollably and walked towards the stage one after another.

In just a few dozen seconds, twenty people surrounded the "cat man" lying on his side on the ground.

"Okay, are you in any pain? Just touch my hair or other parts and I will know."

"Catman" yawned. His black pupils were large and hollow, and there seemed to be a hint of coldness in them. However, in the eyes of the humans who were "summoned" to the stage, his current appearance was so cute and alluring that people couldn't help it. resistance.

Yang Jingshu is also among the selected anchors.

She suppressed the discomfort of wanting to kneel down and abruptly turned her eyes away to look at the other anchors next to her.

The anchor beside her couldn't help but knelt on the floor. He opened his mouth almost like a dog, stuck out his tongue and began to lick the exposed pink flesh pad of "Cat Man". His actions were respectful and joyful, and his eyes were full of respect. But there was intense pain and discomfort.

This strong sense of separation made Yang Jingshu feel alarm bells ringing in her heart.

Compared with Ella, who has "scissor hands", "Catman" seems gentle and harmless, but in fact does it have the power to directly penetrate into the depths of the human brain?

However, in just a few minutes, everyone on the stage, except for Yang Jingshu, who was still resisting the temptation, was kneeling on the ground, licking various parts of the "Cat Man"'s body, which looked extremely absurd and weird.

Obviously "Catman" looks beautiful and holy, but as long as you look at the humans lying on the ground around it, constantly sucking and licking its hair, you will be frightened to the point of nausea.

He Ziyun looked at the back of the only person standing on the stage, and always felt that the other person's figure was inexplicably familiar.

This person's resistance to mental pollution is quite good. Should we try to bring her in——

While he was thinking about it, the woman with a high ponytail on the stage suddenly turned her head, revealing half of her familiar profile.

He Ziyun's thoughts paused for a moment, and the thoughts that arose in his heart were suppressed by him.

Forget it, as for Yang Jingshu, there is no need for him to take the initiative. The opponent should choose a team with more "positive energy".

On the other side, Yang Jingshu's standing legs began to tremble, her mind was in chaos, and some indescribable language rushed through her mind, directly rushing towards her weakest memory level——

Yang Jingshu groaned and finally couldn't resist and knelt down.

The "cat man" in front of her stared at her with squinted eyes, and her childlike voice was mixed with curiosity and doubt:

"Sister, you are very strange."

"Cat Man" tilted its huge cat head to the side and said:

"You are obviously suffering the most among the twenty people, why do you have to suppress it? How about talking to me?"

"Human suffering should not be suppressed in the heart, but should be vented, right?"

Her brain was confused and dizzy, Yang Jingshu shook her head. Her originally white skin was now pale, with an inexplicable sickly coldness, and even her eyes were a little dazed.

"vent?"

Yang Jingshu repeated word for word, her confusion evident in her words.

"Catman" nodded matter-of-factly: "Of course, suppressing painful memories will damage your health. Sister, of course you should vent..."

It made a meowing sound, revealing the innocence and cruelty unique to a young child: "For example, sister, when you killed your biological sister, wasn't it just to vent your feelings?"

boom!

In an instant, Yang Jingshu's pupils narrowed, and the whites of her eyes instantly swept away the ink in her eye sockets.