Give interstellar players a little bit of female ghost shock

In countless live broadcast rooms, there are always some smart players who think they can use information to find out who is behind the conspiracy.

However, they have never thought about the fact that the fish dolls are hostile to all players. If they are allowed to multiply in the player's body, what beneficial results can there be for the player?

——So the final result is naturally that it harms others and ultimately harms oneself, and finally turns his own copy into an authentic battle royale!

As the corpses of players who had been dismembered by fish dolls fell to the ground one after another, the live broadcast rooms turned into black screens.

Moreover, attentive viewers will find that in those live broadcast rooms that are the first to go black, the teammates' live rooms linked to them will also turn to black screens very quickly, and then the entire team will be eliminated hand in hand!

The audience was also stunned by the elimination speed.

Unexpectedly, the opening kill did not eliminate too many people, and the subsequent mountain battle royale did not result in large-scale eliminations. As a result, many people were killed in intra-player battles!

And this is the first day in the game, and it’s not even night yet!

[Could it be that...I'm about to witness history? For example, none of the players in the finals survived? 】

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu: Impossible! My Sister An, Sister Yu, Sister Bei, Brother... will never fall! They will definitely pass the level smoothly! 】

[Alas, I think Sister An is in danger. Don’t talk about the far ones, but the nearby ones——]

Sheng Qingye has been squatting in Anzhi's live broadcast room, staring closely at her figure... and the man with a distorted expression next to her.

She prayed silently in her heart: Don't agree to him! The consequences will eventually bite themselves!

But in fact, this is not what she is most worried about. She knows that Anzhi's character is unlikely to allow such despicable means to hurt other players - even potential competitors, so she will avoid it instead. Set this trap for someone with evil intentions.

What she is most worried about is actually...

Sheng Qingye looked at someone who shouldn't be here, his face darkened.

The host Bingbai did not pay as much attention to individual plights as the audience did, but just reported the situation of this round as usual.

"The current number of surviving players is... 197! What an astonishing drop! Miss Ye is still Miss Ye. She has taken great pains to let those players with wrong intentions suffer the consequences. In the horror game, she still insists on being correct. The guidance of value orientation is really worthy of admiration!”

The barrage area was also moved.

[It turns out...it turns out that this is what Miss Ye really wants to express? Harming others will ultimately harm oneself, guiding values ​​invisibly... But I only saw the surface of her persecuting players, and did not see her deep connotation. I am so stupid! 】

[Miss Ye is so righteous! 】

Ye Yuxi happened to be drinking water and almost choked when she heard this.

"Ahem... When did I guide the correct value orientation? Now the host is praising the designer with his eyes closed and does not have to be responsible to the audience?"

She pointed at herself with a look of disbelief on her face, and saw that the employees who were looking at their boss with moved expressions were also dumbfounded.

"...Isn't that what you think?"

Is that what I thought?

Ye Yuxi herself fell into doubt.

There was a cheerful silence at the VIP table.

Anzhi's live broadcast room.

Time in the game is passing at an abnormal speed. Along with the storms, the sky is getting darker and darker. It is almost impossible to tell whether it is almost night in the blink of an eye, or whether the weather is changing due to bad weather.

Anzhi raised his head and glanced at the rolling ink sky, his raised eyebrows knitting together.

Although she was unable to break through the dimensional wall and see the game spaces of other players that were theoretically in different dimensions, she already had a vague premonition.

This premonition had appeared countless times when she was in danger, and she would never ignore it easily.

Brother Shui swallowed and was looking at Anzhi nervously.

He is quite self-aware and knows that he is no match for Anzhi. This plan will never be realized without Anzhi's cooperation.

But at the same time, he was also thinking darkly in his heart that after killing the remaining two players, he could think of other ways to get rid of Anzhi as well.

In short, of course the number of players should be reduced as low as possible.

However, just as he was making small calculations in his mind, a shadow enveloped him.

Brother Shui, who had been hunched over because of the severe pain in his abdomen, raised his head blankly and noticed that Anzhi's face was very cold.

"I will tell them everything." An Zhi stretched out his hand to grab his collar and said word by word, "Including your plan to plot against them."

Brother Shui's pupils suddenly shrank and his face turned pale.

After Anzhi let go of his hand, he knelt down on the ground in exhaustion.

It's over, it's all over now. Any normal player who listens to Anzhi's words, even if he is dubious at first, will definitely believe what Anzhi said after discovering that there are really fish dolls growing in his body -

Without the cooperation of other players, his next situation will be very difficult!

Seeing that Anzhi had turned around and was about to go back, he was heartbroken. He lay on the ground, feeling the raindrops hitting him crazily... as if he was being buried in a "rain tomb", and suddenly his whole body was covered with blood. Shivering, he quickly got up and followed Anzhi back.

Even if he licks his face and continues to stay with the players who were almost plotted by him, he will never dare to stay alone in the wild.

After returning to the wooden house, although there was a little draft, I don't know if it was a little bit of psychological comfort. The two people's frozen bodies were much warmer.

Wang Chuntao was shocked when she saw that they were all wet.

"Oh, where did you play in the water? Why are you so wet? I just boiled hot water before. You guys should take a shower and put on clean clothes!"

Anzhi was confused by Wang Chuntao's eager attitude. He quickly pulled Luoluo over before she came over and told her about the vomiting fish doll. Then Wang Chuntao stuffed her into the bathtub—— Brother Shui was pushed into the only small bathhouse in this family.

Luoluo was still thinking about what Anzhi told him, and suddenly his face turned pale. He remembered that the fish at noon today was really delicious, and he had eaten a lot of it. He suddenly had a vision of his stomach being full of foreign objects, and hurriedly ran to the latrine in the rain. Induced vomiting.

But she was very smart and took a piece of cloth to cover her head and act as a raincoat.

After she came back after vomiting and destroying all the fish dolls, Anzhi and Brother Shui also took a shower and put on the clothes Wang Chuntao found for them. They just grabbed the fabric on their bodies and looked awkward.

Looking at Anzhi's rose-red clothes, and then at Brother Shui's light red underwear that was not tacky at all, Luo Luo blinked, and then took a look at Wang Chuntao's washed clothes. The color of the coarse cloth was indistinguishable, and he fell into silence.

…Can’t this family find any clothes other than red? And it’s too weird——

Anzhi's rose-red dress was covered with a layer of gauze, and the hem was embroidered with flowers. It looked more exquisite than Wang Chuntao, the owner of the house, wore.

Not to mention Brother Shui, his clothes are simply gorgeous, with light red bottoms and gold threads embroidered on them. Coupled with his already well-shaped face, he actually looked so gorgeous when he stood there. Showing a bit of nobility.

But if there are such good clothes at home, why doesn’t the host wear them himself but gives them to the guests to wear?

It's unreasonable no matter how you think about it.