Chapter 126 Listening to Lei Ming (IV)

"Get out of here after the filming. Are you staying here to wait for me to ask you to leave?"

The test subjects still put on some superficial efforts, but Lei Ming, who was in a bad mood, never had this concept.

Even though his golden eyes did not deliberately lock on anyone at this moment, both Wisdom and Oz felt a manic suffocation. They originally wanted to watch Dong Jin's filming, but they immediately walked out with a gloomy face.

Now Lei Ming is completely a beast that bites people, and only Dong Jin can afford such a wild dog.

I hope they can be locked up quickly and don't come out to harm others again.

"My dear Mr. Lei Ming, can you please tell me what happened to the petals on my desk? It's not like someone broke in at midnight just to tear the roses apart, right?"

After the idlers left, the pair ignored the script that appeared out of thin air and started a direct confrontation.

"That's a yellow rose." Listening to Dong Jin's half-smiled question, Lei Ming subconsciously licked his right fangs, and then said such a confusing sentence in the hidden pain.

Obviously, although the midnight incident was temporarily covered up by amnesia, both Dong Jin and Lei Ming were still in a state of anger. In this situation where each was more angry than the other, it was impossible for them to communicate properly.

Then Lei Ming leaned against the wall and stared at Dong Jin, his eyes moving from the latter's waist chain to his face.

He was not sure how much this little butterfly saw from the yellow rose. If Dong Jin had recovered his memory at this time... Thinking of the burning knife, the hidden pain between Lei Ming's teeth suddenly increased a little.

He just relied on himself to be helpless against him.

"Ahem!" When the two were in a stalemate, the 60th floor program team endured again and again, but finally couldn't help it and spoke to interrupt the increasingly sinister atmosphere.

In response, Lei Ming's response was: "You get out too."

He is the god of darkness and drama. With such a godhood in hand, why does he need others to guide him to do things?

Okay. The production crew looked at this most difficult pair in history, and considering the difference in strength and popularity between them, they had no choice but to continue to endure.

On the bright side, at least these two people glanced at the script, which can be regarded as respect for the production crew, right?

"Come on, Dong Jin. Quick battle and quick decision."

Lei Ming really didn't plan to stay here for too long. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would be pissed off by Dong Jin sooner or later.

After spending half an hour shooting the promotional video, he returned to the 99th floor and was silent alone.

Dong Jin had no intention of stopping him.

I don't know if all MVPs advocate efficiency above all else, or if the level of the 60th floor of the Tower of Ascension is superb. At midnight the next day, the newly released promotional video had replaced yesterday's MVP highlights and was projected onto the big screens of all universes.

In order to ensure that everyone could see their achievements, the program team even ridiculously airdropped a virtual screen to all the rooms in the Tower of Ascension, so that Dong Jin, who had just completed a transaction with the will of his own universe, saw it at a glance. Of course, what

he traded this time was not an olive branch, and no god or demon would be stupid enough to give him an olive branch again.

What he traded was the 32 years of life he had gained after the end of the last instance.

Dong Jin only retained 10,000 days of life in the end, and the rest were upgraded as usual.

His eyesight improved again and again, allowing him to see every detail on the screen clearly even if he didn't look at it deliberately.

The first thing that appeared was a drop of rain falling from the sky.

Under the ripples of raindrops splashing on the ground, the dark city is reflected by the twinkling lights, which flicker and flicker at the turn of night and dawn.

The next second, the descending "Destiny" with its stunning quadruple sounded quietly in the scattered rain.

Along with it came the sound of two footsteps of black leather shoes stepping on the ground, which matched the rhythm of destiny very well.

At this moment, the whole picture seemed to be split into two by the rain.

On the left side of the picture are the scattered footsteps of Lei Ming.

Black hat, black suit, black shirt, black leather shoes, and even the back against the dim and dark night.

The only bright color on this god's body may be the pure white rose on his chest and the dark golden eyes slowly raised under the brim of his hat.

On the right side of the screen, Dong Jin's footsteps are unhurried.

A pure white suit with a black rose pinned to the front of the suit; pure white gloves with a black umbrella half-held under the gloves. The sharp contrast between black and white hit the eyes of the world without warning.

However, no matter how distinct the color tone is, it cannot match the pair of breathtaking eyes that are vaguely revealed when the edge of the black umbrella is slightly raised.

At the moment when Lei Ming and Dong Jin raised their eyes at the same time, the legato of "Destiny" struck the universe again.

The former's lingering arrogance under the moon and years, and the latter's countless collections in the past copies, like fireworks exploding and water roaring, began to overlap and replay on the screen.

Then there were four consecutive sounds of piano keys, and all the images instantly turned back to the city, and the divided screen merged into one.

Two guys with completely opposite colors approached silently in the increasingly heavy rain, and were about to pass by each other.

But just as Dong Jin was about to pass by Lei Ming with a cold face, a butterfly came from nowhere and landed on the black rose on Dong Jin's chest. The two people in the rain saw this scene at the same time.

The god who never knew what restraint was seemed to be interested.

So he raised his black-gloved hand without warning at the second before Dong Jin walked past.

However, he was not reaching for the black rose. Instead, he held the handle of Dong Jin's umbrella with one hand and hooked the waist chain with the other hand, forcing Dong Jin to move closer with his umbrella.

This also made the butterfly clearly fall into Lei Ming's eyes.

Under the rain blocked by the same umbrella, in this last melody of fate, in the thunder that lingered at the turn of day and night, he so lightly exchanged the roses on their chests, and then casually met Dong Jin's eyes, starting a meaningful final question and answer session.

"Can butterflies fly in a storm?"

"Now is the time for butterflies to dance."

With this low and clear voice, both with a hint of smile, artistic subtitles written in the universal language of the universe and flying butterflies slowly emerged on the entire screen, as if announcing the end of this opening.

"——At the end of the east, at the end of the sky,"

"——Listen to the thunder in the silence."

"——The only top MVP East End x Thunder, the god of night and drama."

Next is the promotional video of Vig and the God of War.

In the picture, Vig thrusts the blade upside down into the blood-soaked ground with one hand, and the God of War laughs wildly on the mountain of knives behind him.

"Where in this world is there no war? And war is to win! Boy, will you always win?"

"Of course, I won't lose."

The third group is Wisdom and the God of Wisdom.

In the library with daylight, one man and one god stand across the bookshelf. Through the slight gaps between the heavy books on the bookshelf, people can vaguely see the rationality and calmness on their faces.

"Wisdom cannot always bring victory."

"But victory is always inseparable from wisdom."

The fourth group is Sibel and the God of Charm.

The two sat on luxurious chairs and raised their glasses from a distance - the former sat on the throne of the world, and the latter leaned on the throne of Charm.

"Cheers to Charm!"

"Cheers to victory!"

The fifth group is Oz and the God of Destiny.

Oz stood in the temple and threw a coin high up, and then the coin was intercepted by the hand of the God of Destiny in mid-air.

"Are you going to ask me about your winning rate?"

"No, no. Except for 0, it will only be 100%."

​​The sixth group is Dieter and the God of Wealth.

"What does wealth mean?"

"It means everything you need to achieve victory."

The seventh group is Serge and the God of Mercy.

"Child, what is mercy to you?"

"Saving those I should save and winning what I should win is the mercy I want."

Next came Hart and the God of Hunting, Rak and the God of Luck, Dori and the God of Lies, and Rob and the God of Plunder.

All the Trialists who have won MVPs, without exception, all appeared in this newly filmed promotional video.

Although this is just a promotional video, its ranking is really interesting. Anyone who has a little understanding of this year's God Selection can easily see that this is ranked according to the winning rate of each player in winning the FMVP.

Dong Jin didn't care about the harsh words of those MVPs - if you don't have the courage to win, it is impossible to surpass so many people and climb to the top of each universe.

He was more concerned about some of the information revealed in this promotional video, such as the combination of each FMVP seed player and their gods and demons.

Judging from the fact that all the gods and demons were willing to cooperate with the filming, at least all the trial participants had a good relationship with the gods and demons chosen by God. Even though he had defeated most of them, that was when they were in a state of non-resonance with their gods and demons.

If they meet again in the future, I'm afraid no one would dare to say that they have a 100% winning rate.

Well, except for Oz who spoke so much in the promotional video.

While Dong Jin lowered his eyes to think, the promotional video began its second round of replay without sleep. When the final dialogue between him and Lei Ming sounded again, a familiar low and hoarse voice echoed in his room with the same question.

"——Can butterflies fly in a storm?"

In fact, this question and answer did not exist in the original script. Without a doubt, it was added by Lei Ming on the spot.

Who made him the storm itself?

Dong Jin did not want to quarrel with Lei Ming for too long. Not only because now was not the time to quarrel, but also because he himself felt that his temper came out of nowhere.

He was knocked unconscious because he lacked vigilance, and he was the one who caused the piercing of the heart.

As for the pile of yellow rose petals, it was Lei Ming who asked for peace first.

To be honest, he did not understand what kind of temper he had. Was it because he was too emotionally affected by Lei Ming?

After suppressing his inexplicable irritation, Dong Jin answered frankly: "-In a storm, he will only fly higher."

It is precisely because of this that he and Lei Ming are ranked first in the promotional video.

So what are they arguing about now? What is there to argue about?

The moment Dong Jin finished speaking, Lei Ming directly turned from virtual to real, and sat on the seat opposite him with a sneer.

"Then what are you waiting for, Dong Jin? You don't think your martial arts are strong enough to sweep away the God's Chosen, right?"

"By the way, the waist chain is good. Do you want to try the leg chain next time?"

Thank you for your concern for my aesthetics!

Dong Jin, who had just calmed down, was annoyed by Lei Ming again in an instant.

In the end, he resisted the urge to scold the other party all night, and a day later, he started the nightly force training again under his supervision