"There are too many people using this nickname, please don't bother with it anymore to avoid getting some kind of ominous fate."
Wu Xiaode frowned.
I only had one hour to get 10,000 likes, but I was stuck on naming it.
asshole!
How can you waste time on this kind of thing?
Just pick one up!
"immortal!"
"The nickname is already taken."
"Fairy Armor?"
"Occupied."
"Wu Xiaode!"
"Occupied!"
"——It's better to call me Xiao Wu."
"Create name successfully!"
"Hello Xiaowu, your live broadcast has started!"
Wu Xiaode looked at the prompt on the wall and couldn't help but be stunned.
The name Xiao Wu is also very common, right?
Why is no one using it?
The Chixiao Sword buzzed and said: "Those who can live broadcast in all the worlds are all masters with some strength. No one will fall down and call himself a name with the word 'little'."
"You are still too young...you will understand when you are older." Chixiao Sword said slowly.
"What will happen if my name is Da Wu?" Wu Xiaode suddenly thought.
"That's incredible. There are very few people in the world who can be called 'great' in martial arts. Someone will definitely knock on your door, challenge you, and weigh you down." Chixiao Sword said.
"Is it okay to fight with someone just because of the name? Then I would rather be Xiao Wu." Wu Xiaode said.
Boom!
A sound suddenly erupted from the wall.
Wu Xiaode turned around and looked around, only to see that his image was still in the middle of the screen. In the lower left corner, a starburst icon appeared with "1" next to it.
A line of small words in ice crystals appeared:
"You got a like."
——Is this also worthy of praise?
Wu Xiaode looked at the starlight curiously and saw a line of words floating on it:
"Young people are not arrogant or impatient, don't cause trouble, and are not self-righteous. That's good."
This is the audience.
…Someone is already watching the live broadcast!
Wu Xiaode immediately pretended to be sitting upright and coughed lightly: "Thank you all for watching today's live broadcast. I am Xiao Wu, welcome to you."
The live broadcast is on.
But what to broadcast?
I'm not prepared at all.
etc……
Wu Xiaode's mind was spinning quickly, and he suddenly remembered something very important.
This is a world of death.
Even the demon gods long for the power of death, but they cannot get it.
Even the strongest guy had to give up tracking because he was transported to the kingdom of death.
There is no way for a living person to enter the kingdom of death.
so--
The purpose of my live broadcast is to let the creatures in the world see what the kingdom of death is like.
This is something they have never seen before!
Isn’t this enough!!!
These thoughts flashed through Wu Xiaode's mind.
He immediately smiled and said towards the curtain wall: "There is no doubt that everyone is alive and has never experienced death - if they had, they would not be here to watch my live broadcast."
"Then today I will take you on a tour of the world of death."
"Look at where you will be after death and what you need to do."
"Please come with me, everyone."
As soon as the words fell.
The words "number of viewers" began to appear below the curtain wall, and the number of people behind them slowly increased from "1".
The Book of the Dead floated in mid-air and opened automatically, revealing the curtain wall, facing Wu Xiaode.
Wu Xiaode felt nervous as he walked.
——Even though this is a world of death and there is a high scarcity of live broadcast materials, what on earth are you going to do?
You can't just pick up some flowers and grass and say, "Look, everyone, these are flowers/grass from the kingdom of death. As long as you die, you can come and see them."
So--
What points can be shown?
His steps stopped for a moment and suddenly began to speed up.
Soon.
The location of the boundary monument can already be seen.
Wu Xiaode stopped, turned around and said to the Book of the Dead:
"This will probably be a documentary about the world of death, so let's go and communicate with the beings in the country of death first."
"Of course, they don't know I have a camera here."
"Please keep quiet."
Finished.
He took another step and accelerated back to the boundary marker.
Swish——
A skeleton jumped down from the tree and said hello:
"Good buddy, you went out for a walk and are you back?"
"Yes."
"How's the situation outside?"
"Safety."
Wu Xiaode said and glanced at the Book of the Dead floating in the air.
The number of viewers on the live broadcast wall began to increase.
——There are already more than a hundred people.
Blink your eyes and look again.
More than seven hundred people.
Still increasing.
"Damn it, I tested it several times using magic techniques, and it turned out to be the kingdom of death!"
Someone left a message.
"Oh my God, I found it too."
"The real world of death!"
"Yes, yes, I have discovered through several divination that this is indeed a skeleton - according to ancient records, it is a type of undead species."
The number of people increased sharply again.
Looking at these comments, Wu Xiaode's lips twitched slightly.
——I finally felt a little reassured.
Of course, Rotten Bone Boy doesn't know about the live broadcast, so this can ensure that it faces the camera with the most natural attitude.
"Good buddy, to tell you the truth, I have a problem." Wu Xiaode said.
"What?" The rotten boy looked at him with two dark eyes.
"I am very curious about the existence of non-dead races." Wu Xiaode said.
"What's this? I thought you liked skeletons - I can't beat you. Alas, you almost asked me to do some mental training." Rotten Guy said with a sigh of relief.
Lines of small words jumped out from the curtain wall:
"Haha, this skeleton is so funny."
"Are you sure it's a skeleton? How does it eat?"
"Wow, wild skeletons, not the summoned ones."
"Summoning? Wait!"
Sudden.
A treasure box popped up on the screen, with a few lines of small words written in ice crystals next to it:
"A certain necromancer with a long list of titles initiated a trade request."
"He paid a certain amount of money (this book has been inspected)."
"He hopes to know the eating habits of skeletons and why they turn into skeletons after death."
Before Wu Xiaode had time to react, a small bag popped up on the screen again, with two lines of ice crystal letters next to it:
"Congratulations."
"You got his reward."
"The reward is: 100 points of soul power."
"If your answer satisfies him, he will continue to reward you."
100 points of soul power!
Wu Xiaode almost forgot to breathe.
The minimum requirement for the sword technique "Long Moon Shuying" is 30 points of soul power.
What will be the effect of using it with 100 points of soul power?
——Can you kill the one-eyed giant like the sword fairy kills the black dragon?
Wu Xiaode suddenly realized that a new page in his life had been opened.
"Brother, let me ask you, what do you usually eat?"
He chatted seemingly casually.
"Are you still interested in such a trivial matter? We skeletons will leak when we eat, and we can't absorb any nutrients, so we use the 'extraction technique' to absorb the power of death and warm our bones."
Rotten Bone Boy said.
"'Drawing Technique'? How is it used?" Wu Xiaode asked.
"Breathe, when you breathe, the power of death hidden in the air will enter our bones and complete energy metabolism again and again." Rotten Bone Boy said.
"Then why are you reincarnated as a skeleton? Why are you not a dead person like me?" Wu Xiaode asked.
The rotten guy knocked himself on the head.
Originally there was nothing to say about this kind of thing——
But it was a good friend who asked the question.
Maybe it was because the results of the trial mission were never announced, so he was a little nervous and subconsciously had nothing to say.
Then let's talk to him.
"Now, you know my name as well. I'm Rotten Bone Boy, and the red-flowered thug in my gang is Brother Fishman."
"Those of us were gang members when we were alive."
"As soon as we enter hell, we will be cut into pieces with thousands of swords. All our flesh and blood will be chopped off, leaving only bones."
"Fortunately, we didn't do any of those unscrupulous things, otherwise we wouldn't be able to keep our bones, and we would just become the lowest level of resentful spirits."
"Probably we are all hard-core people and have done nothing wrong. We are just from the bottom of society and cannot study dentistry or become lawyers, so we make a living in gangs."
"On weekdays, you fight and kill, but after you die, you turn into a skeleton."
The rotten guy finished speaking in one breath.
Wu Xiaode glanced at the Book of the Dead subconsciously.
This glance made him unable to move his eyes away.
"Current number of viewers: 753234;"
"Number of likes: 36001 (continuously increasing);"
"Reward soul power:"
"100,"
"50,"
"1,"
"20,"
"60,"
"1000!"
One thousand points of soul power!!!
Are you serious?
Wu Xiaode suppressed the shock in his heart and looked at the barrages:
"I checked, this Xiaowu doesn't exist, and his live broadcast ability doesn't exist either. This is a ghost!"
"Yes, my master has confirmed that this is the real world of death!"
"I'm going to faint."
"After this live broadcast comes out, who the hell is still a gangster?"
"I can actually see living skeletons, and they weren't summoned!"
"The world of death doesn't have much scenery."
"Yes, the trees are all gray."
"This skeleton is so honest. I will quit the gang tomorrow."
"Like, like!"
“Like the first time it bubbles up!”
suddenly.
Collect all the fine print.
In the Book of the Dead, the curtain wall disappeared.
Lines of small words in ice crystals quickly appeared on the page:
"Please note:"
"You have collected enough appreciation and admiration in a very short period of time."
"With this wish, the Book of the Dead will begin to evolve and reach an unprecedented level."
"Congratulations!"
"In ten minutes, the Book of the Dead will generate the third wall!"