On the big screen in the center, a video is playing.
A young man stood high in the sky, stepping on a ferocious and terrifying bone dragon, flying freely in the wind.
at some point.
He said to the camera: "Because you need to be able to stand at such a high altitude to shoot, understand?"
After saying that, he did a somersault, then ran forward a few steps and jumped with all his strength.
Seeing that he was about to jump off the bone dragon's back, he reached out and grabbed hold of a protruding bone on the bone dragon's body. He hung it in the air and was blown back and forth by the wind.
He held up his mobile phone with his other hand, smiled at the camera and said:
"If any idol is willing to perform this kind of performance, I warmly welcome them to perform."
The picture freezes.
The person in charge of commentating on the side said: "Everyone, the data has exploded. People all over the country and even the world are watching this video crazily. The number of likes, collections and rewards has exceeded the historical record. It can be said that this is the highest number since the founding of our company.
Good results.”
As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately answered: "Since the company was founded? No."
There was a sound of keyboard typing.
Data analysis curves appeared on the screen.
The company's senior executives look at those curves - although they don't understand too profound data analysis - but at this moment, there is no need for deep analytical capabilities.
Because that live video stands at the top of all curves.
"Contact him!"
The president of the company wiped the sweat from his forehead and said loudly: "Go, contact him immediately, find him, and give him the best contract. We want to see other filming processes of this science fiction blockbuster!"
The words just fell.
All the data on the big screen disappeared.
That video was also closed.
All machines stopped running.
Tuk-tuk-tuk——
Someone knocked on the door outside.
Everyone looked at each other in shock, completely unaware of what was happening.
"Who?"
A clerk ran to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, a group of men in black swarmed in. The leader walked up to the president of the company and said with a smile: "There are some things, please wait a moment."
…
the other side.
Wu Xiaode walked in front angrily.
The Book of the Dead chased after him and stood in front of him. A line of small words appeared again:
"In fact, besides being dirty, there is a quality in your soul that no one else has."
"Is it dirty?" Wu Xiaode sneered.
"No, you have a special talent that allows you to avoid obstacles and find results directly."
"This book would like to call it——"
"Kill the game!"
Wu Xiaode stopped and muttered: "Well...this is still a human saying..."
Think about it carefully.
There was no fight at all just now.
Maybe it just scared those guys.
“Does the shot put really work?”
Wu Xiaode asked interestedly.
On the Book of the Dead, lines of small words in ice crystals quickly appeared:
"The current level of the Silent Mist is: 0."
"This level of skill cannot be realized in real form, so the shot put is fake."
"Haha, that's it." Wu Xiaode laughed.
I saw a line of conclusion emerging from the Book of the Dead:
"From now on, the Silent Demon Mist will absorb your two qualities of 'dirty' and 'killing the game' to produce corresponding ever-changing changes."
"You need to keep upgrading it, remember."
While Wu Xiaode was watching, the sound of a cell phone came from his pants pocket.
I picked up the phone and saw that it was Zhao Junyu calling.
"What's wrong?"
"My father wants to see you, come quickly."
…
This is the first time Wu Xiaode has entered the palace.
Before entering the palace, he passed twelve inspections.
Everything from his appearance to his belongings, his irises and even his blood have gone through rigorous testing procedures.
Even so, when Wu Xiaode walked into the palace, looking at the serious-looking palace guards, he felt that they would come up to fight for his life at any time.
Zhao Junyu took him into the side hall next to the meeting hall.
"Father is dealing with some affairs. Let's take a rest here for the time being. A waiter will come and call us later." Zhao Junyu explained.
"This is too strict." Wu Xiaode sat down on the chair and turned to look at the pastries on the table.
I haven’t tried the royal pastries yet. Do you want to have a piece?
As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, some ominous thoughts suddenly arose in his mind.
——What if these pastries are highly poisonous?
What if it is the kind of poison that is colorless and odorless and will kill you if you touch it?
Wu Xiaode shook his head.
How could I have such an idea...
The Book of the Dead fell and spread out in front of his eyes, revealing a line of small words written in ice crystals:
"You have opened the sighing wall of the kingdom of death."
"You have a very keen sense of death, and you can occasionally detect unknown dangers."
Sensing danger...
"Can this pastry be eaten?" Wu Xiaode asked.
"I advise you not to eat it. After what happened about you riding the dragon, many people wanted you to die. Even my father couldn't stop you." Zhao Junyu said.
"This pastry——"
"It's been there for a long time and no one eats it."
"Okay, how do you usually eat? What if someone poisons you?"
"So I rarely eat food from outside. I have someone to cook for me."
Wu Xiaode nodded and gave up.
He suddenly noticed that Zhao Junyu looked a little unhappy.
"What happened?" he asked.
"My sister just told me that at midnight last night... two of our strong men died."
"A master with more than 10 soul points?"
"One has 10 points of soul power, and the other has 13 points."
"how so?"
"The other world has become more and more dangerous. We estimate that it will be destroyed." Zhao Junyu sighed.
The royal family lost two masters.
Wu Xiaode rubbed his chin and said softly: "No wonder Fu Zhengyang from the Tiger and Crane School dares to come to trouble me..."
After a while.
A chamberlain came in to report that the emperor had summoned him.
Wu Xiaode and Zhao Junyu stood up and followed the eunuch into the meeting hall.
Turn around a large seven-panel screen.
He saw His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire for the first time.
The ceiling beam of the main hall is estimated to be nearly ten meters high. Under the cover of golden eaves and jade walls, there are many green bamboos.
When the draft blew through the hall, the bamboo forest made a rustling sound that lingered for a long time.
On the grass among the bamboo forest, there is a gold-painted throne with thirty-six dragons and cloud patterns, and sitting on it is a frail man.
The man wore a silver metal helmet that covered his eyes and most of his head, leaving only his nose and mouth visible.
The metal helmet was densely packed with hundreds of thin tubes. One end was submerged in the helmet, the other end passed over the throne, and all went deep into the darkness at the back of the hall. It was unknown where they led.
This is the emperor of the empire.
Standing beside the throne was a stunningly beautiful girl with picturesque features and a cold expression. When she saw the two people coming in, she just nodded slightly and didn't say much.
There was no one else around.
Wu Xiaode followed Zhao Junyu and was about to salute.
But the emperor waved his hand and said: "No need to be polite, come and talk."
Zhao Junyu asked: "How does your father feel today?"
"I almost died. Fortunately, I thought that this thing was too heavy and not conducive to your height and development, so I was exhausted." The emperor flicked the helmet with his fingers and sighed.
Zhao Junyu's face turned pale, and he trembled and said: "Why is this? Didn't the imperial doctor say that your health has improved?"
The emperor smiled and said: "Every time something happens in the world, the central brain will fall into crazy calculations - it has never faced such incomprehensible things, and it will also make me unable to bear it."
He looked at Wu Xiaode with admiration and continued:
"Wu Xiaode, I like your live broadcast, but there are too many flaws in your live broadcast, so I will help you fix it to avoid being criticized in the future."
A valet came in holding a tray and knelt before the emperor.
Wu Xiaode looked around and saw the Four Treasures of the Study on the tray, with a stack of blank five-color papers in the middle.
The emperor raised his pen and said: "I will give you a film and television company now, which will be built with royal investment and all affairs will be managed by dedicated personnel. As for the name -"
He looked at Wu Xiaode and murmured: "In case a monster attacks again, your live broadcast will inevitably have to be on stage. Can you tell me what a name you should give it?"
Wu Xiaode was a little surprised, but he was also very happy.
Originally, if someone insisted on arguing, those two live broadcasts were actually unjustifiable.
Some things will definitely be taken out and enlarged.
There will also be countless people who flesh themselves out online to find out their true identities.
At that time, everyone will naturally find that they are just a teenager and there is no company behind them to "make science fiction blockbusters".
Once this thing becomes a lie——
It will be difficult to collect likes through live broadcast in the future.
But I desperately need to gain heartfelt praise and admiration from all sentient beings.
Now that the emperor of the empire personally stands up and supports him, naturally everything will be sorted out neatly.
There will no longer be any hidden dangers in this regard.
Wu Xiaode smiled and said:
"Thank you, Your Majesty. My live broadcasts are probably related to fighting, and my surname is Wu——"
"No, we want to set an example for the vast number of netizens. We must pay attention to calming down troubles, respecting peace, making friends with force, and convincing people with virtue. This is the fighting spirit in my mind." Wu Xiaode said solemnly.
There was a sudden silence in the hall.
The emperor looked down at the colorful paper, as if there was something very interesting on the paper, so much so that he didn't even want to look up at Wu Xiaode.
The iceberg-like girl glanced at him, her face full of anger.
How much did you do in one night?
How many people were killed?
Just what you said——
Not ashamed?
The corner of Zhao Junyu's mouth twitched, and he simply threw his hand away, too lazy to say anything else.
Wu Xiaode looked at this and that.
Hey, why are you ignoring me?
What I said is pretty good.
A moment.
The emperor sighed, picked up his pen, and said calmly:
"I am also an old netizen, but I can't stand your spirit."
"But, what you said is right. Well, it is also a direction to pursue."
"Then let's call it this name."
I saw the emperor holding a writing brush, writing on five-color paper, and quickly wrote four big characters:
"Plenty of martial virtue."
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