God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

At the same time, in a villa in the main city.

Qin Mei smiled and her delicate hands quickly typed a line of words on the keyboard.

While typing, she glanced sideways at Jian Shan next to her, and ordered with a smile:

"Call Lin Ying and ask her to find a way to increase the popularity of He Ziyun's live broadcast room, huh," Qin Mei tilted her head and said with a wink:

"It's best if everyone who can watch the live broadcast can see it."

"Of course, in addition to the live broadcast, the number of positive responses about He Ziyun on the Internet has increased, raising his position higher."

The smile on Qin Mei's face appeared on the suddenly dimmed screen. She smiled as if she was about to step onto the ladder of success.

"The higher He Ziyun's popularity in "Miracle" becomes, the more and more suppressed omegas will be unable to bear the trapped life they are living now. "

Only when the anger, jealousy, admiration, emotion... these so-called dark thoughts in one's heart reach a certain level will the current class fault lines in the main city be completely changed.

After all, omega is an indispensable main force on the frontier of "fertility".

She wanted to see if all the omegas were no longer satisfied with the current fixed living environment, what could those alphas at the top do to stop them.

After all, once the omega group riots, they cannot be suppressed as easily as the beta group.

Do they dare to attack the only species that can reproduce?

Unless the human aspect of omegas is completely eliminated, as long as there is one omega alive and a living person who knows human dignity, they will not be willing to be trapped in the quagmire.

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The sun is shining brightly.

The heavy rain last night seemed to be just an illusion in everyone's eyes. Whether it was the floor tiles on the street or the eaves railings on both sides, they were all neat and clean, and dry as if they had never been wet by the rain.

After the remaining anchors casually filled their stomachs, even if they were not full, they could only endure their hunger and came to the courtyard on the first floor to chat.

After everyone arrived, He Ziyun looked at Yang Jingshu and Fang Ran who had arrived late, nodded slightly, and began to tell about his plan for tonight.

"My idea is to pick two people and take the initiative to go out when it rains later in the night -"

"what?!"

He Ziyun was interrupted by a panicked person in the middle of his words, "Why go out on your own initiative?! Wouldn't that kill someone?!"

He Ziyun's expression remained unchanged. He turned his head and looked at the anchor who had interrupted the conversation, and his tone remained gentle:

"It is indeed possible to die, but do you have any other ways to clear the level?"

The anchor murmured a few times, turned around in panic and found that no one was responding to him, so he didn't dare to speak again.

He Ziyun ignored him: "In the first step, we have two anchors responsible for attracting the butcher. Before we have decorated everything, it is best to lure the butcher into the house as much as possible."

Fangyuan on the side was a little confused. She squeezed Fang Ran next to her slightly and whispered:

"Sister, what does this mean?"

Fang Ran's face was still a little pale. Just as she was about to explain, Yang Jingshu, who had completely returned to normal next to her, spoke softly:

"The butcher hasn't been to this house for a long time."

So the question is, as the butcher's source of deterioration, why did he not come to this house for so long?

Are you afraid of thinking about the past?

Most likely, it is because returning to this room will remind you of the pain you have suffered, or it may awaken the last "kindness" hidden deep in the heart of the butcher "Zhu Yue".

"Kindness" is a very strange thing. It can always exist or be completely hidden. It is like a button that can be covered up at any time. It just depends on whether its owner is willing to press it.

Fangyuan nodded in understanding. She was a little confused and wanted to ask something else. He Ziyun on the other side had already begun to tell her next plan.

"The process of introducing the butcher into the house will definitely be dangerous, so anchors with props or skills need to help secretly."

Speaking of this, He Ziyun said frankly: "Let me explain in advance that my skills are just in case of emergencies. I only provide plans and am not responsible for using my own skills. If you want to have a better chance of winning, you can discuss the casting time of props and skills yourself. "

As soon as these words came out, several anchors showed dissatisfaction and muttered:

"This is so unfair. Why can't you use your skills..."

"Yes, everyone needs to use it. The person who goes out to lure the butcher in is so dangerous, and he is reluctant to use his skills..."

"..."

Faced with these words, He Ziyun didn't care at all. He just raised his eyes slightly sarcastically and said:

"unfair?"

The young man sneered, and Junxiu's beautiful face became more transparent and delicate in the sun. He said:

"Without me, you can't pass the level."

"So you all want to die?"

No one dared to refute.

Lu Ying, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, pulled up the corner of his mouth and held back the urge to whistle.

Nothing else. The feeling that He Ziyun gave her now was like the figure of He Ziyun's father who stood in front of her and refused to compromise when she was about to be given up.

So, is it true that they are bleeding the same blood?

Lu Ying thought.

Knowing that what He Ziyun said was true, the complaining anchors were speechless in the end.

In the final analysis, they are just afraid that they will be selected as bait. If they are selected as bait, if multiple skills or props can help them block the butcher, their survival rate will be increased a lot.

He Ziyun pinched his eyebrows irritably. He leaned against the half-dead tree in the yard and continued:

"Next, as long as the butcher enters this house, his plan will be mostly successful. After all, this place holds a lot of his memories and what he considers to be "happiness." "

He Ziyun disagreed with what the butcher thought of "happiness". He said quietly:

"What you need to do is to try to protect the bait and drag the butcher into this house no matter what method you use."

"As for the rest, you don't have to worry about it at all."

As the young man spoke, he looked at Yang Jingshu who was silent and smiled:

"Ms. Yang, in order for the plan to proceed smoothly, you need to wait at the door,"

"If the butcher escapes when he finds himself near this house, your skills are the best choice to hold the place back."

Yang Jingshu readily agreed: "I can, but I have a doubt."

He Ziyun's smile did not change: "Please tell me."

"According to you, this house is the spiritual sustenance of the butcher, but what does this have to do with bringing the butcher in?"