The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

He was very polite and seemed to be the result of years of tutoring immersion.

Su Smoke nodded

“Okay."

Ji Xingyu poured a glass of water, handed Su Smoke a cup, and then poured another one for himself.

He took out the iPad and turned on the live feed.

Live broadcasting has begun, but there is nothing in the live feed except a chair.

But Ji Xingyu seems to be used to it, he just watches the screen and waits.

But even if it's a chair, there are over eight million people watching it in the live room.

You know, right now, it's only been three minutes since the broadcast, and the hero hasn't shown up yet.

Countless live messages brush to the entire screen carton.

This Z, who is it?

A year ago, the Jedi survival game swept wildly, killing men, women and children alike.

And with that, a live broadcast about the Jedi's survival was born.

And basically, the number of people broadcasting live is very high on the game ranking list.

But ever since this game appeared, the first place has always been overrun by a great god named Z.

Due to the growing number of game anchors, basically the top ten high-end players who ate chicken games appeared in the live broadcast room.

Only this first, never showed up.

And the more mysterious they are, the more curious they are about him.

Even this Z discussion climbed to the headlines of the Chicken Eating Forum, with more than hundreds of thousands of people talking about it.

And six months ago.

Z is live!!

Live broadcasting is also the beginning of silence.

It's just that the name of the live room is Z, what platform propagates the fragmentation, nothing.

A game starts live.

Z wears a duck tongue cap, a mask, moves the mouse, not a word.

At first, there was some dissatisfaction with people watching live broadcasts. Where did they come from?

What kind of mask would you wear if you chose to broadcast live?

I really thought I was a fairy.

Soon, however, dissatisfied people were attracted to the Z-god.

After watching his live game, there were only four words left.

That's awesome!

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If that were the case, it wouldn't have attracted so much powder.

It's the end of the game.

Seems... this god is not very good at playing live.

He looked at the camera for a while and probably thought it was closed.

So I took off my mask and took off my duck tongue cap.

When that face showed up, the whole broadcast room was boiling!

Previous dissatisfaction, all became, ‘Shit, what is this fairy face value?! ’

“No wonder we have to cover it up. Who else would be interested in watching it live?? ”

“Ahhhhhh!! So handsome!! ”

In just a few dozen seconds, the show succeeded in jumping over millions of people watching this live stream repeatedly.

Then, the great god Z is tall and tall again.

After that, this Z, live once a week.

Around twenty minutes at a time, that is, the time of a game.

Afterwards, I think I felt uncomfortable wearing a mask.

He took off his mask and only wore a peaked cap. Cover your eyebrows and reveal only your chin.

Even in this way, the number of people watching hassled, never dropping five million.

And for that reason, all the gaming webcasts didn't dare to collide with this god.

He keeps broadcasting, basically all the games on the platform go offline, or just watch him live online.

Su Smoke remembered this memory and watched silently as no one had ever appeared on the iPad.