When Du Nianzhi received the notification of winning, he raised his eyebrows in rare joy: "I forwarded it casually, I didn't expect to win, I'm ashamed."
"Damn it, listen, is this human talk!!!"
"No, today I finally saw through Brother Du's true face, and I'm no longer a fan!"
"You have such a venomous mouth, but you are actually a European emperor? I'm off the hook."
…
A group of fans clamored to get rid of Guan Guan and lose their fans. Finally, they tried their best and said that they would have to smoke a jar of wine to appease their restless hearts and trembling hands.
Tan Zhao pointed at the screen and shrugged: "You can figure it out yourself."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and started writing the list, as if it had nothing to do with me and I was just a writing machine without emotions.
Du Nianzhi:......
And at this moment, Du Nianzhi's optical brain communication sounded again.
"Ah ah ah, Brother Du is trying to escape via communication! Brother Lu, stop him quickly!"
"Don't let him... drink! Stop him quickly"
"Brother Lu, you can write it later. Stop him quickly!"
For a sip of wine, the mood of the crowd was there, and everyone tried their best. However, Du Nianzhi ran quickly, picked up two jars of wine and ran away. He only hurriedly said goodbye to Tan Zhao and then quickly disappeared from the live broadcast room.
"Holy shit, I'm so angry! Ninety-nine people, but they don't have me, so they have no sleep tonight."
"Those European emperors, come out and talk, be arrogant, to be honest, I want to watch the live wine tasting!"
“We want to live stream wine tasting!”
“Brother Feng Zhan, as a humble fan, can you look forward to my brother’s live wine tasting?”
Feng Zhan, who retweeted the news just to criticize Heizi for saying that he randomly created the European Emperor character: ...there is such a follow-up?
Tan Zhao has finished writing all ninety-eight labels. The butler robot is very capable. However, at this moment, the wine jar has been packed. It only needs to be labeled and sent directly to the hotel logistics delivery point.
Every planet.
"Washing hands and waiting, luckily I don't live in a remote star, I can get it later~"
"Ah ah ah, but I have to wait a year to get it. It's so difficult for me!"
"I was so confused. I decided to divide it into parts and ferment it quickly in a vacuum environment. I couldn't stand the pain of waiting for a year!"
"...The Sour Fruit Essence admires the speech of Emperor Ou in front of me."
The housekeeper robot had already contacted the hotel customer service robot, and soon all the wine jars in the back were taken away. The entire room was mostly empty, leaving only the thirteen small jars of wine kept by Tan Zhao in the corner.
These thirteen wine jars were slightly smaller than the one given in the lottery just now. Tan Zhao went to the back and directly moved ten jars and placed them in front of the live broadcast catcher.
"Huh? There are still more?"
"Whip me! Whip me! Whip me!"
"Probably... you won't smoke anymore, and these ten wine jars are so special, with a kind of primitive beauty."
"I haven't noticed it yet, so I'd like to make a bold guess. Brother Lu didn't make this wine jar himself, right?"
When Tan Zhao saw this message, he smiled and said: "These wine jars were indeed made by me. I passed by a handmade ceramics shop a few days ago. I was curious and went in to play with it. It's a bit ugly. Each size may be different.
So you can see how much wine is inside."
"2333, as expected of you, Brother Lu!"
"So, Brother Lu is now a pure sharing store? Promotion?"
"Isn't it? A promotion that is hard to guard against?"
Tan Zhao shook his head at this guess: "It's not promotion. I'm going to give these ten jars of wine to ten special fans. It's not a lottery or a flash sale. It's just a little selfish."
Ah? Send it again? How to send it?
Tan Zhao did not leave fans confused for too long. He turned the wine jar around, and it turned out that it had been labeled: "This first jar is for the first fan who paid attention to me. Thank you for your support!"
"The second forum is for the first fan who fought against blackmail for me. Thank you for your trust!"
"..."
"The last three forums are for the top three tyrants on the fans' reward list~"
The owners of the ten jars of wine were announced one by one, and I was actually...a little touched.
"Wow, wow, wow, I am the first fan to pay attention to Brother Lu, and Brother Lu actually still remembers me! Don't say anything, Brother Lu is like a duck~ I will declare you forever!"
"Ashamed, I fought against gangsters for Brother Lu just because I met an idiot in the game, but now I am really a fan of you, Brother Lu!"
"Ahhhhhhh! I'm so angry. I should have guessed earlier. It's not an industry standard to have benefits on the reward list. I should have known that I would top the list! How much money is this!"
"...It feels like Brother Lu really runs the live broadcast room with sincerity. He even remembers the name of his first fan. I'm convinced."
After a series of small touches in the front, the world of rich people started to rise, because the rewards began to increase. Originally, Tan Zhao had never asked for rewards, and the reward channel of the live broadcast channel was very poor. It is not that there are few people who reward, but there are not that many people.
There are wealthy people who spend a lot of money, and most of them spend very small amounts of money, such as ten credit points or twenty credit points.
Tan Zhao was so frightened that he quickly closed the reward channel: "No need to reward, as long as it comes to your mind, we have more for the future, keep the money and buy whatever you want~"
"...actually closed the reward channel?"
“I have credit points but I can’t use them for anything, it’s so frustrating!”
"Oh, look at the previous failure cases, I'm different. Brother Lu, I'm waiting for your drink~"
The wines were already labeled, and Tan Zhao sealed them directly and sent them away. With the speed of Interstellar Express, they could be delivered within one day.
"Okay, the drinks have been served and it's getting late. Good night everyone, I'm going to go off the air."
According to the normal process, everyone should send a wave of rewards at this time to send the host away, but... Lu Geshuao closed the reward channel, and everyone could only leave messages dryly until the live broadcast channel was closed, and everyone directly switched to Star Network.
Dynamic, blowing a rainbow fart.
Late at night, it is normal operation to browse the Star Network and wait for express delivery. Who can sleep if he wins the prize~
Among them, of course, Du Nianzhi was included.
Du Nianzhi ran away overnight with two jars of wine, but he was still caught by the old leader, which was a bit tragic.
"With that in mind, the Military Research Institute would like to thank you for your generous donation."
Du Nianzhi:...That's not a donation, that's a robbery! It's a forced sale!
The square-faced leader took a jar of wine that he had "robbed" and drove the spaceship away gracefully. The speed was almost as fast as the mecha's instant fire.
The next day, Tan Zhao went downstairs for dinner and saw a listless Du Nianzhi.
"What happened? Were you robbed by fans?"
Du Nianzhi raised his eyelids: "...Nothing, all your wine was given away?"
"Well, I'm going to leave Star 1 in two days. You know, I actually can't leave Star 7 for too long." Tan Zhao also received a warm reminder from the official of Star 7 two days ago, and he didn't know that he was in low spirits.
Powerful people cannot stay outside for too long. This is not to restrict the personal freedom of those without mental power, but for their safety.
After all, except for Star 7, the facilities on other planets are all designed for people with mental powers. Staying there for a long time will put a burden on the psychology and health of those without mental powers.
"Can I come to your house as a guest?"
Tan Zhao was eating and looked up in fear: "Are you sure you can enter Planet No. 7?"
"Why not? I am a patient with a genetic disease."
...Ah, I almost forgot your identity.
Tan Zhao reached out and flipped his head aside, flipping through the entry guide, and scrolled to the bottom: "Did you see that those with mental strength of 3s or above need a certificate to enter Star No. 7?"
Du Nianzhi: "...Are you really not considering immigrating?"
"Don't think about it, it's too troublesome." Tan Zhao had really learned about the immigration of people with no mental power. The procedure couldn't be written in three hundred pages. He would never go through this procedure. "But it's okay to move."
I used to have no credit points to live in a "low-rent house", but now that I have credit points, it is no longer good to occupy it. Tan Zhao has already submitted his house purchase request at the Star Network No. 7 Government Service Center, and he hurried back this time, too.
Because the official house selected for him is already in place, he can pay credits to move.
"Wait a minute, I'll get a proof."
He had just drunk a jar of wine, and this certificate had to be issued to him. Du Nianzhi sent a few text messages to Tan Zhao. By the time Tan Zhao finished eating, Du Nianzhi had already received the star certificate issued by the military.
Tan Zhao: "...Why don't you go home?"
Du Nian was stunned and then fell into silence. Because of his genetic disease, the atmosphere at home was not good. This was more or less the reason why he came out to participate in the rookie competition.
Tan Zhao saw Du Nianzhi's expression and said, "No need to answer, I'll just ask."
Du Nianzhi smiled, thinking that this person lived his life so thoroughly, no wonder he is so "versatile" even though he has no mental power.
Two days later, the spacecraft on which Tan Zhao and Du Nianzhi landed landed on Star No. 7.
He was used to seeing the prosperous scene of Star 1, but when he returned to Star 7, he felt a little uncomfortable. After the two passed the checkpoint, Tan Zhao went straight to the house handover center. After viewing the house in the holographic simulation space, he got off directly.
I bought a small villa on the edge of the city, nestled against a mountain and a lake.
"Star No. 7 is remote enough. Why do you want to buy such a remote house?"
Tan Zhao spread his hands: "Aren't I afraid of blowing up the kitchen and affecting the neighbors next door?"
Du Nianzhi: "...Just now, I placed an order for the set next door to yours."
...Rich people are amazing!
Tan Zhao recorded his irises, and this small villa belonged to him.
"Wait a minute, don't you have a private car?"
Tan Zhao nodded matter-of-factly: "Isn't public transportation nice?"
“Not fragrant.”
Du Ge, who was not very popular, went next door and bought the latest model of a flying car. In less than ten minutes, he went from the center of the city to the edge of the city: "You have to take public transportation, and you are still turning in the central area."
Tan Zhao: "..." Private flying is so delicious.
After all, you still have to look at a new house. Compared with low-rent housing, a single-family villa is indeed much happier. There is even a floating floor on the top floor, so you no longer have to worry about blowing up the kitchen and blowing through the neighbor's house next door.
Tan Zhao took one last look at the kitchen and ordered the smart housekeeper to start operating. Just as he was about to go upstairs to take a nap, Du Nianzhi's call came through.
"It's so close, why do you still want to call me?"
Du Nianzhi's voice was very serious: "Lu Wuxu, something happened! Your wine is killing people!"