Chapter 24: Spotlight



Following the crowd, Bai Ling glanced at the anchors in the emergency department one by one.

There are currently ten people gathered in the emergency department, excluding Bai Ling and the other two.

It was obvious that these ten people were divided into two groups. One of the groups consisted of nine people. They all had smiles on their faces and looked very happy. They should be college students who were familiar with each other.

The other group consisted of Ji Qianqin, who was fiddling with the equipment, wondering if it was broken.

Of course, the third group is the three Berings.

Among these three groups, the most prominent one is undoubtedly Bering's side.

After all, Ding Yan's current mummy look is really funny...

Many of the college students were looking over here, their eyes full of curiosity.

One of them seemed to be the leader. After looking at Bai Ling and others, especially Lin Ju, he stepped forward.

"Hello, we are from the 'Secret Fun Club' of Morning Breeze University. Today we are here to participate in the club's adventure activities," the college student said to Bai Ling, "I am the club president, Wang Guangyao."

Morningwind University?

When Bai Ling heard the name, he looked thoughtful.

After learning the name of the school from President Wang Guangyao, Bai Ling immediately thought of the "Origin"-level alien species "Red Spider" that would be born in this city in the next few months.

The horror of the "Origin" class aliens far exceeds that of the "Disaster" class, not to mention that as the first "Origin" class, "Red Spider" has not been completely eliminated even in the future recorded in the diary.

On the contrary, in the future, "Red Spider" will use Morningwind City as its base and gradually grow stronger.

According to what was written in the diary three years later, during the three years when Bering was able to see the future, "Red Spider" had grown to the point where it almost controlled most of the areas around Morningwind City.

Among all the "Origin" level alien species, the threat level of "Red Spider" is definitely among the top.

"Speaking of which, it is necessary to go to Morning Wind City in the future," Bai Ling's eyes flickered, "On the one hand, we need to evacuate in advance or prevent alien species, and on the other hand, there are some relatively important things in Morning Wind City..."

For example, a key point about "Red Spider"...

But there is no need to think so much about it for now.

After all, to be honest, this actually happened several months later.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling smiled at Wang Guangyao and said, "Hello, we are the anchors who come to this hospital to broadcast live. You can search it. The name of the broadcast room is 'Daytime'. I am 'The Prophet'."

Anchor? Prophet? Wang Guangyao was slightly startled, and then subconsciously looked at Ji Qianqin next to him.

Being looked at like this, Ji Qianqin rolled her eyes and continued to shrink in the corner, indicating that she had nothing to do with Bai Ling and his gang.

It’s strange. They are both hosts and their destination is the same place, but they are not the same group?

And after all, a host who calls himself a "prophet" seems strange no matter from which angle.

Wang Guangyao looked at Bai Ling deeply, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He was a little confused, so he finally gave up the idea of ​​asking further questions and looked at Bai Ling kindly: "In this case, we will not bother you anymore."

Wang Guangyao then added: "Speaking of which, we are also planning to make a video this time as a proof and souvenir of our club activities. If there is a chance, I hope to ask you professionals for advice."

"Of course." Bai Ling laughed. "We have someone here who is good at editing. I can ask him to guide you when the time comes."

As they said this, both of them smiled.

After saying hello, Bai Ling and Wang Guangyao retreated back to their respective teams and were quickly met by their teammates.

Wang Guangyao was surrounded by people from the same club. After seeing his club leader coming back, he asked, "President, what happened to those people?"

The other members also looked at Wang Guangyao nervously.

There was no way they couldn't help but be nervous. After all, those guys were dressed really strangely.

As a group of college students who have not yet entered society, although their ideas are still somewhat immature, they still have basic awareness of prevention.

Especially when I see someone who seems strange, this feeling of resistance arises all of a sudden.

Looking at his classmates, Wang Guangyao shook his head: "They are anchors. They come here for the same purpose as us, probably to explore."

Everyone suddenly realized what was going on: "Oh, so it turned out that they also heard about this hospital..."

"I was wondering, you're the host. I guess you're just trying to create some show effects, right?"

"I heard that many anchors have been working hard to become famous recently. I guess it's the same over there, right?"

"Maybe. Well, as long as it doesn't affect our exploration, it doesn't matter. It's just as well that with more people, we'll be a little braver!"

"You are too timid. You are afraid of even a place like this. Hahaha!"

Amid the laughter of his classmates, Wang Guangyao silently lowered his head, took out his mobile phone, and searched for the live broadcast room named "Ming Zhou".

For some reason, he vaguely felt that there was something strange about the man who called himself a "prophet" who had chatted with him before.

This kind of strange thing is hard to describe. After all, that guy is very normal, and he is outstanding in both speech and appearance.

But Wang Guangyao intuitively felt that something was not right.

Maybe it’s because... the other party was wrapped too tightly in the middle of the night?

After finding the live broadcast room of "Ming Zhou", Wang Guangyao clicked in and took a look at the number of people in the upper right corner of the room.

Unfortunately, except for a few viewers who accidentally stumbled into the live broadcast room, the room was basically deserted.

Even the small number of viewers who enter the live broadcast room rarely post comments. For a long time, there are only one or two comments in the room, and at most they ask "What is the host doing" or "Why doesn't the host show his face."

Just from a live broadcast perspective, these guys were poorly prepared.

Wang Guangyao subconsciously pushed his glasses up, feeling that his previous intuition that something was wrong was just bullshit.

After taking one last look at the live broadcast room, Wang Guangyao planned to turn off his phone.

However, at the moment when the live broadcast room was about to be launched, Wang Guangyao heard a voice coming from the mobile phone.

"Has it started?" A cold female voice echoed in the live broadcast room like a background sound.

The female voice immediately reminded Wang Guangyao of the tall, beautiful girl with an expressionless face that he had seen before.

Because the other person's appearance was so exquisite and recognizable, it was really difficult for Wang Guangyao to forget him in a short period of time.

Perhaps because the other person's appearance matched his voice very well, Wang Guangyao subconsciously stayed in the live broadcast room for a while longer.

The next second, a smiling male voice also sounded from the phone: "Soon."

"The 'gate' has been opened, the hunting ground is ready, and we should start preparing as well."

"Although the owner of this hunting ground is very weak, he is still very capable. 'Honglian', you must remember what I said yesterday. If you are pulled into the illusion by it, it will take a lot of effort for me to pull you out."

"That's it," the peaceful man said at last, "let's go."

Holding the phone close to his ear, Wang Guangyao listened to the voice in the live broadcast room in a daze.

But soon, the other party stopped talking and stood quietly in the shadow beside him, remaining silent.

baffling.

Thinking of this, Wang Guangyao closed the live broadcast room.


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