Chapter 512 Building Collapse
Huo Qinghuang's eyes flickered with golden light, and his expression changed slightly: "Are you at the construction site of Lincheng Jinxiu Building now?"
[The guy who moves bricks at the construction site: Yes, how did the anchor know that? ]
"Get out of there immediately!"
Huo Qinghuang said sternly, "Right now!"
Everyone in the live broadcast room was frightened by her sudden and sharp shout.
The barrage was cleared instantly.
Ten seconds later, the "brick-moving guy at the construction site" sent a call.
The video shows a man with a dark complexion and a look of fear, who looks to be in his thirties.
"Host, host, I just ran out and the building collapsed..."
The "brick-moving guy at the construction site" had a crying tone in his voice, his arm holding the phone was still shaking, and the screen was shaking.
In the background there was a deafening roar and the screams of the crowd.
The entire live broadcast room was silent.
After a long while, the barrage reappeared:
[My legs are weak...]
[Is this a prophecy or a coincidence?! ]
[Coincidence! The host obviously calculated it!]
【I kneel down to the anchor! 】
[Oh my god! A building collapsed. This is terrible! I wonder if there are any casualties...]
Huo Qinghuang frowned, the golden light in his eyes still flickered, and after a moment he sighed slightly.
"There are indeed casualties. Please wait for the report."
In the live broadcast room, the atmosphere suddenly froze.
Almost all the comments disappeared, leaving only the trembling footage of the "brick-moving guy at the construction site".
His face was pale and cold sweat was pouring down his forehead. Behind him were ruins with flying dust and broken steel bars.
The crowd screamed and ran away, and sirens blared one after another.
Huo Qinghuang sighed, his eyes fixed on the "brick-carrying man at the construction site": "Are you safe now?"
The man in the video wiped his face and choked up: "Safe, safe, thanks to the anchor's reminder, luckily I'm on the first floor, more than 20 workers on our floor have all run out, but..."
He turned his head to look at the dusty ruins behind him. The silhouettes of rescue workers were vaguely visible in the camera: "There are still many people inside..."
"Are you going or am I going?"
Huo Qinghuang turned her head and looked at Ao Jiu intently.
"Tsk,"
The stern man who had been standing behind her shook his head and sighed: "Your live broadcast room won't end in a short time, so I'd better do the hard work."
As he spoke, he disappeared in a flash.
The viewers in the live broadcast room only saw a shadow passing by, and immediately went wild again:
[What the hell! Teleport?!]
[Is this a special effect? ]
[The previous one, can your special effects be presented in real time during live broadcast? ]
Huo Qinghuang rolled her eyes and couldn't help but sneer.
She just didn't believe that Ao Jiu didn't appreciate the merit of saving people, and spoke as if he was in a difficult situation.
"I will send the amulet as soon as possible, and then connect with the third winner."
Things have already happened and public opinion is fermenting. Huo Qinghuang didn't want to say more and just said this to the camera.
She spoke calmly, as if she was accustomed to such life-and-death situations.
…
At the same time, in Lincheng, at the construction site of Jinxiu Building.
A 30-story building that was under construction collapsed without any warning!
Steel bars and concrete fell like a landslide, raising dust that covered the sky.
More than a dozen large machines were buried and dozens of workers were trapped under the rubble.
Fire, emergency and police rushed to the scene as soon as possible and launched emergency rescue.
A slender figure quietly appeared in the dust.
Ao Jiu stood on the ruins, his eyes shining with a faint golden light.
He stretched out his hand and pressed lightly, and an invisible force fixed several crumbling floor slabs.
“Dig southeast.”
His voice was not loud but clearly carried throughout the ruins, "There are three survivors there."
The captain of the rescue team looked up in surprise, but only saw a receding figure.
Next, this figure kept appearing in various locations in the ruins.
The police wanted to stop Ao Jiu and ask some relevant questions, but they couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.
After knowing that this might be a legendary immortal cultivator, the police had no choice but to give up.
The news media quickly followed up:
[Breaking News] A major collapse accident occurred at the construction site of Lincheng Jinxiu Building, causing at least 5 deaths, 12 serious injuries, and more than 30 people missing. The media is closely following up on the follow-up...
[According to witnesses] Before the accident, some workers evacuated early, apparently because they received a mysterious warning.
[Hot topic on the Internet] A netizen who called himself "the guy moving bricks on the construction site" learned of the danger in advance in the live broadcast room of the well-known anchor "Qinghuang Empress" and successfully escaped with more than 20 workers.
[On-site report] A mysterious man who is suspected to be an immortal cultivator appeared at the construction site and quickly rescued the injured who were trapped under the rubble.
…
Various news appeared in an endless stream on Lincheng media channels.
All major social media platforms went viral:
[Shocked! The female anchor predicted the building would collapse. Netizens: This is the power of metaphysics! ]
[Excuse me, what kind of existence is the Blue Phoenix Queen? Is she a cultivator? ]
[Who is the Blue Phoenix Queen? How magical is her live broadcast? ]
[Thanks to this man who saved lives! My friend was buried inside, but fortunately he was rescued in time and has been sent to the hospital. ]
【Believe in the power of the country! 】
There were countless speeches like this, and Huo Qinghuang's fame soared again, and Ao Jiu also gained a lot of fans.
Since those people couldn't find Ao Jiu's account, they sneaked into Huo Qinghuang's live broadcast room, and the number of fans experienced explosive growth.
"The third hexagram, 'Guicheng snail rice noodle', please connect. If you don't connect, it will be regarded as giving up."
Looking at the number of people pouring into the live broadcast room, Huo Qinghuang didn't take it to heart, but urged again.
She had called out twice, but the winner of the third hexagram had not responded.
There is no such thing as a third chance. No matter what the reason, if you give up, there will be no second chance.
Fortunately, the other party finally responded this time.
"I'm coming! Sorry, I was busy just now."
The person connected was a middle-aged man, who said with great excitement:
"Host, every time we offer sacrifices to our ancestors, there is smoke coming out of my ancestral grave. Is this going to bring about the birth of a noble person?"
Huo Qinghuang looked at his face for a few times, and couldn't help but twitching, and said speechlessly:
"Stop burning plastic offerings on graves. The black smoke is about to turn the tombstone into charcoal."
The live broadcast room burst into laughter instantly:
[Hahahaha I am dying of laughter, are plastic sacrifices okay? ]
[Anchor: The smoke coming out of your ancestral grave is not green smoke, but black smoke! ]
[It is suggested to change to environmentally friendly offerings. Our ancestors would cry! ]
The middle-aged man's face flushed: "This, this is impossible! I clearly bought the most expensive gold ingots..."
Huo Qinghuang held his forehead with his hand: "Is it the kind of plastic plated with gold? It smells like a chemical when it burns?"
Seeing the other party nod, she said helplessly: "Go back and clean it up quickly. If you keep burning it, your ancestors will really curse you in their dreams."
The middle-aged man was shocked by what he said and asked quickly: "I'll go and clean it up right away, but can you tell me what kind of offerings to burn?"
Following the principle that you get what you pay for, he always bought the most expensive offerings every time he offered sacrifices to his ancestors, but he never expected that they were actually made of plastic.
As a result, he was almost visited by his ancestors.
No, he would go and settle accounts with the owner of the paper-making shop later, letting that bastard cheat people!
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