The Reiki Era of the Powerful

Chapter 301 Can This Be Cleaned Up? !



Chapter 301 Can This Be Cleaned Up? !

It has to be said that this is a very amazing, but quite risky plan.

Yan Lige unconsciously stroked the protruding little fangs on the back of his hand, still curling his fingertips with the other's thin tongue, as if teasing a cute and dear pet.

With a mysterious expression on his face, he continued to play with a soft falsetto: "Sur VII, why is this so?
"We're all extraordinary, and they're just worthless.

"Are you sure you want to be my enemy for those things that are inferior to pigs and dogs?"

The voice of Yanluge is transmitted through the electronic equipment on the helicopter, Li Chongshan can hear it, and the audience can hear it, but the mummy evil spirit in the distance cannot hear it.

So, the evil spirit didn't react - it didn't even know it was being broadcast live.

The mummy that had been revived from the coffin was still dragging its stiff body and walking forward slowly.

But in the eyes of the audience, that indomitable attitude seemed like a silent answer to the mysterious villain: So what if I am against you?
——Sur VII is just.

When this idea comes to mind, those affected by the "curse of suicide" feel lighter again.

The knife in his hand left his neck.

Even though they still believed in the "Pharaoh's Curse", they subconsciously denied the part of the rumor that "seeing Sur VII will die", and instead believed that it was a savior.

When such an idea is conveyed through the undead lamp, it is equivalent to stripping part of the evil spirit's ability from the legend.

The effectiveness and restraint of the "curse of suicide" on them gradually weakened.

Yan Luge estimated that it was almost done, so he decided to add more fire.

He added a bit of coldness to his false voice: "Don't meddle in your own business, Su Er VII!
"If you give up now, we can still—"

The evil spirit in the distance took another step forward.

There was a green dragon stone half a person's height in front of it, which was trampled into pieces by it lightly.

The evil spirit is adapting to the body it has just acquired.

It walks without any purpose, but it will crush anything that stands in its way.

But in the eyes of the audience watching the live broadcast, this move seemed like some kind of strong counterattack.

Yanluge made the falsetto a little more angry at the right time: "Sur VII, you will regret it!!!"

——It's Surr VII!It must have saved us!
The audience chanted internally.

The louder and louder the cry, the weaker the grotesque restraint on the body.

The knife that was already on his neck clanged and fell to the ground.

The "suicide curse" disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the mummy evil spirit had already reached the edge of the roof, took a last look in the camera, and disappeared suddenly.

Only a half-open and half-closed golden coffin remains.

After a moment of silence, the barrage in the live broadcast exploded suddenly.

"Holy shit, shit, what happened just now? Why did I suddenly want to commit suicide?"

"Me too... I stood on the edge of the balcony smoking a cigarette, and almost jumped off the balcony."

"I had a fruit peeling knife in my hand, and I put it against my neck for no apparent reason, it scared the hell out of me."

"Have you heard that strange voice that is neither male nor female?"

"Weird? It's evil! That mysterious boss with a soft voice treated us as sacrifices, and even put a suicide curse on us! Fortunately, it was Sur VII who protected us."

"The evil spirit 'Pharaoh' protected us?"

"Sur VII is not an evil spirit! He is a wise king. The so-called evil spirits are just rumors and slanders from later generations."

"Don't talk too much, Su Er VII is the undead king who came back from the dead, who knows if this is a conspiracy?"

At this moment, a barrage suddenly came in.

"Wait, wait a second. You guys, are you serious? That 'Mummy Resurrection' we just saw was really live, not special effects? Is the suicide you feel real?"

There was two seconds of silence in the live broadcast room.

A barrage floated over: "I don't know if it's a special effect, but I almost jumped off the balcony just now, and it felt like being controlled by something. Then I saw Su Er VII suddenly step out One step, like smashing something, I suddenly became sober."

"Me too……"

"I also……"

"I work in the post-production work of film and television, and I can tell you very responsibly that this is a live broadcast, not special effects."

"The place where the mummy appeared is a bit like the place where my friend works. I heard from him that the building was closed early in the morning, and the boss sent an urgent notice to tell them not to go to work..."

"Hiss—we seem to have experienced some extraordinary event unknowingly."

"By the way, do you still remember the warning emails sent by the club a while ago? Let us be wary of contamination videos from unknown sources."

"But this feeling and pollution video are not the same type of thing, and it is officially produced by the club... I think it should be that we have been cursed with suicide from the beginning without knowing it, and the club and Pharaoh have joined forces to use this This chance to live stream the show will remove the curse for us mortals."

I have to say that some people have really big brain holes and really strong brain supplement ability.

In a country that was already very superstitious, it didn't take long for these people to accept the existence of extraordinary events, and then they came to a series of conclusions that seemed reasonable.

However, some people expressed confusion: "What are you talking about? What club?"

His question was immediately laughed at: "Which countryman is that in front? Whose live broadcast do you think you are watching?"

"Whose show? By the way, where's the host? Where's our host—"

"Where did that bastard Li Chongshan go? Come out and explain!"

"Stop shouting, our president and Pharaoh are hunting down the mastermind behind the scenes together!"

"Did we blame him wrongly before? Li Chongshan actually drove around the city yesterday to chase bad guys?"

Li Chongshan was shrinking in the helicopter cabin at the moment, holding the seat tightly while wrapping three layers of seat belts around his body, shivering with fear on his face.

Suddenly seeing himself as the focus of everyone again, he was surprised and at a loss.

After he saw clearly the words swiping the screen in the live broadcast, he opened his eyes in disbelief: "Is this all in the plan of the boss? While cleaning up Su Er VII, he also wiped out the blame on me." Washed?"

Although he voluntarily helped Yan Lvge take the blame and recited it without any complaints, it is one thing to recite it by himself, but it is another thing for the boss to help wash it.

It’s probably the same as hard-working employees voluntarily applying for overtime, but being kindly persuaded by the boss to go back and play games and add a bonus of 1 yuan.

"Should I go out and say something?" Li Chongshan stared blankly at the barrage that was almost swiping the screen, most of them were calling his name, "But the boss didn't give me the speech script, nor did he give me the next step. Instructions... and so many people praise me, I am ashamed to receive it."

Although the live broadcast was conducted in the name of "Howling at Midnight", Li Chongshan knew how much he had, so how could he dare to claim credit?
At this moment, another message popped up on Li Chongshan's cell phone.

It's the boss's message.

Yanlvge: The live broadcast is suspended.

Li Chongshan's spirit lifted.

He watched the higher and higher ratings of live broadcasts, and made a very decisive decision.

He cut off the live broadcast when the number of viewers was the largest and the live broadcast room was the most lively, and began to insert commercials.

The boss's instructions are important, but moving the coffin is important, slip away.

Ah, by the way, don't waste the heat you finally gained, let's put some advertisements to attract traffic.

He didn't hesitate too much when choosing which kind of advertisement, and chose the advertisement of Cornerstone Technology Group without hesitation.

As a result, the live broadcast of "Howling at Midnight" came to an abrupt end and was replaced by passionate advertisements.

"This is a new product from our Cornerstone Technology Group - warm moss. This new type of plant cultivated through high-tech means has incredible properties, can survive for six months with only watering, and emits gentle heat .When you plant enough warm moss in your room, you can keep the indoor temperature pleasant at all times, and it doesn't cost you a penny later..."

If you don't know what to say, don't say anything.

I don't know what to do, so let's lick the boss by the way.

 Launched a new book, "Oda Nobunaga's Island War Chronicles".

  Concentrating the life trajectory of Oda Nobunaga, the "Sixth Heavenly Demon King" of the Warring States Period in Japan,

  Let's see how he surprises the Tokaido Kirin Imagawa Yoshimoto and defeats the Omi Lion Asai Nagamasa,

  Defeat the Echizen Leopard Asakura Yoshike, and fight against the monk Wang Xianru of Hongan Temple,
  Takeda Shingen, the Tiger of Kai, smashes the undefeated myth of Takeda Chibei Cavalry!

  ……

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