Doomsday Pavilion

Mingguang Base City, Outer District, Sanyang Street.

"Why did the nine low-level evolutionaries die naked on the street?

Why do 100 sows in the south of the city scream frequently in the middle of the night?

Why did the suggestion box of the committee be hacked?

Why are the underwear of the garrison dormitory frequently stolen?

Who did all of this?

The door of the crematorium is knocked every night, is it a man or a ghost?

Behind all this is the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality?

Is it a sexual outburst or a hungry helplessness?

Stay tuned for the Adventures of Wuyou Ge,

Let us follow the camera into the inner world of the mysterious ancient city of Mingguang..."

The picture turns,

"It is said that before the cataclysm, this was once the internationally renowned Sanyang Electric Street, located in the center of Rongcheng High-tech Industrial Development Zone.

One street, one shop.

After the cataclysm, the dense flow of people here caused countless troubles to Jin Zai Mingguang.

Millions of living corpses attacked Mingguang, almost directly destroying the last group of survivors who had just cleared the living corpses in the base city.

Today, this is the most famous fast food street in the outer city.

Well, this fast food is not that fast.

Everyone thinks about fast food, ten points.

I'm talking about fast food, ten circulation points package night."

Qin Wuyong stood at the entrance of the street, turned sideways, with his arms raised at a forty-five-degree angle, posing in this shape for a full minute, opened a scene with a large speech, and introduced Sanyang Street by the way.

In front of him was a tiny machine the size of a ping-pong ball, floating in mid-air buzzing, with green lights flashing on it.

"Well, everybody, in this small alley where everybody will feel insulted at a glance, it is said that there is a magical breakfast shop, steamed buns, one for 30 circulation points, rice porridge, one for 20 circulation points. , Please walk into Sanyang Street with Wuyouge to see what kind of legendary flavor this legendary breakfast shop has so much praise from hunters."

The red light of the spherical machine flashed, and it made a rusty metal-like crisp sound, "The energy is insufficient, please replenish the source crystal."

Qin Wuyong smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, you guys wait a moment."

Qin Wuyong walked around behind the machine and reached out to pinch it.

"Crack."

A burst of electric sparks suddenly burst from the machine ball, and Qin Wuyong swiftly moved back three feet.

If this source crystal battery exploded, with his third-order cultivation base, within ten meters, he might not even be able to find a complete bone.

"Damn, when will I be able to switch to the latest real-time camera for this sloppy machine?"

Recorder Type I, Ains, a genius scientific researcher of the City Scientific Research Institute of the inventor base.

It is reported that it took less than 20 million circulation points to develop the prototype recorder trial machine, which was slapped to pieces by Cold Tyrannosaurus during the first mission.

Ains was not discouraged, and dared to do it. In just a few days, he developed the Recorder Type I and developed the real-time video photography function.

Today, the recorder type I has been circulated on the market, and the recorder type III is already in production.

Although the Recorder Type I has many loopholes and is extremely fragile, it has completely overturned the history of Mingguang base city where communication basically relied on roar (radio).

The light vibrated and the newspaper was in an uproar.

For this reason, Ains was awarded the honorary title of genius inventor and academician of scientific research institute by the base city.

The development cost is extremely high, but the production cost is extremely low, and it is quickly accepted and popularized by hunting teams, collection teams and ordinary people in the upper city.

In a short period of time, military procurement, Mingguang Daily revision, channel development, media intervention, and audience debut.

An industry called "live broadcast" emerged.

The functions including online voice dialogue, real-time interaction, rewarding circulation points, and brushing gifts were completed within a few days.

And Qin Wuyong was the first batch of so-called "Internet anchors."

Although the picture delay is as high as 18 seconds, it still can't resist the enthusiasm of the audience and the anchor.

Qin Wuyong's strength mutant is Tier 3, and the trend of variation is... well, the appetite is huge.

Of course, the power is still stronger than the normal mutant.

First, there is no steel and iron bones, and second, the original condenser is not available. Qin Wuyong once digged mines in Nanshan, carried bags at the dock, and almost starved to death.

As the saying goes, there is no way to the world. When the recorder appeared, Qin Wuyong spotted the business opportunity in an instant and went to sea.

Laughing is necessary, contempt is of course.

The live broadcast is shown to a group of high-ranking cadres' children who are waiting to die. In the eyes of other evolutionists, this thing is no different from playing a monkey.

On the first day, the rewards were as high as 160,000 circulation points. On that day, Qin Wuyong broadcasted live swallowing spiny squid.

Although his mouth was pierced with sixteen holes, Qin Wuyong still smiled brilliantly.

Today is the sixteenth day, lucky numbers.

Qin Wuyong no longer has to rely on those low-level methods to attract traffic. He cares about himself as a "gourmet hunter", just like the leader in the industry, and his words have a lot of weight.

"Ka, user 238573419-7, crowned as king without cotton, rewarded 18,000 circulation points, and left a message, hurry up, go."

"Ka, user teacher Dunru rewarded 10,000 circulation points, and left a message. I am in a bad mood. What are you eating today?"

The Recorder Type I gave out a burst of blue smoke and rang.

"Huh," Qin Wuyong sighed, "Brother Wuyou thanked this brother Dunru, who was crowned king without cotton and teacher, let me change the Yuanjing battery. This broken machine will run out of energy for a while. If this goes on, Brother Wuyou will have to eat his laurels. Fortunately, with the support of being crowned king without cotton and teacher Dunru, Brother Wuyou needn't eat dirt."

Qin Wuyong changed the Yuanjing battery, and the Recorder Type I flew again.

"Come and come, everyone, follow me and look to the left," Qin Wuyong said as he walked, "On your left, this is the famous Sanyang Street."

A group of exposed women who are all outside, who can and cannot be exposed, scratch their heads and pose,

"Brother come to play."

"Yo, my lord, come in and have a look?"

"As long as ten circulation points... two circulation points at a time, the night package can be discounted."

Qin Wuyong laughed, "Everyone, look to the right. On your left, this is the famous Sanyang Street."

"Hey, is this the recorder? Shoot me, my lord, come in and sit down, so we can take a picture and talk!"

"Don't shoot people, well, they are very shy."

The machine clicked.

"Users, Mingguang is the second best. With this TM quality, I'm going to the Bafang Building tonight to defeat."

"I rely on it, it's so cheap, it seems that the evolvers don't mix well, useless brother"

"Spicy chicken, dirty my eyes."

"Fuck, it's useless brother, it's safer to see you, buddy, the family meal is ready, can you show me some green mood?"

"Hey, buddy above, I have an ancestral forgiveness hat in my family. Would you like to try it?"

Qin Wuyong waved his hand and straightened the recorder's angle by the way, "Look, this is the legend-Donkey Buli Bun."

"666, this facade, let alone the donkey ignores it, the TM flies ignore it."

"Uh, Wuyou brother, are you sure you want to eat in?"

"This TM can't wear a nose... you have to have an iron stomach now."