Chapter 150 Meow Meow
The comments in the Wanjie live broadcast room have been growing exponentially since the mysterious 'guest' showed up, without any sign of stopping.
After all, this is the savior's live broadcast room that concerns the safety of the entire Wanjie live broadcast room.
Especially in Jian Yunlan’s live broadcast room.
The style is completely different from other anchors who act cautiously and gather intelligence. The absurd plot direction that even professional commentators cannot predict has once again brought a wave of popularity to the live broadcast room.
"...With the addition of the hundreds of thousands of die-hard fans who already followed him, the popularity of anchor Jian's live broadcast room officially exceeded one million at this moment."
The commentator, Lao K, spoke with a frown on his face.
At the same time, the comments in the live broadcast room became a mess:
[Fuck, fuck, is that really Mu Dongsheng himself?]
[The one controlling this body now is not Mu Dongsheng, but the S-level pollutant Yunwen (horrified). That is a high-risk pollutant that can tear apart the plane.]
[…The two main characters of “The Abnormal Era” appeared so easily? ? ? The other anchors are still gathering intelligence and talking to NPCs in the Eastern Base. Boss Jian's China speed is too fast! ! ! 】
[What's the use of being quick (holding the forehead)]
[Yes, with the fighting power of Yunwen, your boss Jian will probably not last more than five seconds, and will probably be killed directly by the door opening.]
[You underestimate our little blue]
[Haha, you underestimated the S-level pollutants that can tear apart the plane and cause plane erosion! ! ! 】
Ahhhh He is coming He is coming
[Why didn’t Boss Jian run away but took the initiative to meet him? Doesn’t he want to live? ? ? ? 】
【……】
Millions of viewers in Wanjie's live broadcast room held their breath and stared at the screen nervously.
...until Jian Yunlan said that sentence with great proficiency and momentum:
"I'm already here."
Audience: “???”
The commentator, Lao K, laughed angrily, expressing the audience's thoughts: "No way? He doesn't really think that S-level pollutants will fall for this, does he—"
However, the next second, all of Lao K's mocking words came to an abrupt end.
because……
On the screen -
Mu Dongsheng's body, which was controlled by the pollutants, was a thin figure shrouded in a cloak. After being stiff for a moment, he sat down skillfully as if it was muscle memory... sat down...
Audience: “.”
Audience: “???”
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Many people may have had this experience.
When you visit a relative you are not very familiar with, and you just want to say hello and leave, the other party insists on keeping you for dinner and reluctantly sends you to a chair.
When the phrase "it's already here" comes on the scene, there is no turning back.
All you can do is sit down, face the fruit plate filled with melon seeds, fruits and chocolates, watch your relatives busy in the kitchen, and wait for dinner to be served.
...The top pollutant Meteorite Kiss is facing such a situation at this time.
Originally, He was just driven by the instinct of hunger to walk towards the fire.
He needs blood, killing, He needs to eat living flesh and blood, He needs the sacrifice of life.
Yunwen has already decided to kill the first human he sees, tear him apart, devour him, and use all that flesh and blood to fill the empty and hungry body of his lover.
However, why?
Why, His body went against His will and just... sat down? ? ?
“…”
In the plane of Abnormal Era, in the Death Desert, in front of a simple porridge shop.
The new 'guest' Yunwen sat on the chair in a slightly stiff posture.
It was also the weirdest, most embarrassing, and most puzzling moment in his entire long career as a pollutant.
…There wasn’t much space on the tricycle, so there was a small wooden stool. Although it was small, it had a backrest that supported the spine and a soft cushion.
The whole chair is like a gentle trap. Although it is small, it wraps people softly inside.
There was a small lantern hanging above his head, and a string of wind chimes, which made crisp sounds when blown by the wind.
The chair wrapped around Him was warm.
The charcoal fire in the stove in front of me was crackling, and the sparks were very warm.
The warmth was strange and hard to describe, like a ball of fire wrapping around the person.
The frozen snowflakes on the eyelashes of the body began to melt, and even the toes that were frozen purple gradually regained consciousness, and the blood began to flow again.
In front of him, the young porridge shop owner skillfully slid the pickled mushrooms and boneless chicken thighs from the porcelain plate into the casserole. After wiping the sweat off his face, he looked up and smiled at Him:
"Please wait a moment. This porridge is boiled raw and will be ready soon."
Yunwen tilted his head, his face under the cloak. Giving a weird smile.
'Wait a moment'?
…There is no word “etc.” in the dictionary of top pollutants. He is going to start a killing spree now, slaughtering and tearing apart the weak human being in front of him!
He made a "ho ho ho" sound from deep in his throat, and the air around him began to distort slightly.
If you look closely, you can see countless blood-red eyes looming in the air, and cold wind swirling into the curtains...
Until the next second, something warm was stuffed into Yunwen's hand.
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Meteoric kiss: “?”
Yunwen looked down dully and saw the small and warm thing in his hand——
A hand warmer.
The hand warmer was wrapped in a furry bag, emitting a slightly hot temperature. Holding it in the palm of your hand, it felt like holding a flame, and it also emitted a pleasant herbal scent.
The heat was continuously transmitted from the palms to the whole body. The palms began to sweat and the cold feeling all over the body dissipated.
...The dark wind swirling around Yunwen was extinguished with a 'puff' sound.
Even those eyes were forced to disappear.
Meteoric kiss: "???"
"Oh, you see, I was so careless. The weather is so cold that you are shivering."
The young shop owner's face was full of self-blame as he stuffed the hand warmer into the 'customer's' palm again.
Jian Yunlan pulled the curtain down, and after making sure that the snow and wind outside could not blow in, she said:
"Guest, if you feel cold, just tell me anytime. I can't guarantee anything else, but the porridge in our shop will definitely keep you warm all day long!"
The cloaked 'guest' froze.
Guest .exe failed to respond
...This shy customer must have been impressed by his meticulous and considerate service attitude!
Jian Yunlan thought with a hint of pride.
After careful observation, Jian Yunlan discovered that this new guest seemed to be very shy. Not only was he rather taciturn, but he also kept his head down the entire time, with most of his head hidden in his hood, and he didn't look people in the eye.
An ordinary snack stand owner might think that this customer is too impolite and choose to be perfunctory or even give him a cold shoulder.
But Jian Yunlan is not an ordinary boss!
As a person who regards street stall business as his lifelong ideal, Jian Yunlan has always adhered to the principle that the happiness of diners is his happiness.
When there are many customers, he tries his best to prepare the best food; when there are few customers, he does not get discouraged, but uses personalized and meticulous service to satisfy the guests.
Especially now, I have waited for most of the day and finally got a customer. Of course I have to take good care of him and make him satisfied.
For example, just now.
Jian Yunlan was busy cooking porridge at first, but when she looked up, she found that her precious "guest" was shivering in the cold wind. Not only was his face blue from the cold, his teeth were chattering, and he was also making a "ho ho ho" sound from his throat...
How could Jian Yunlan watch a customer freezing like this in her porridge shop? He made a prompt decision and stuffed a hand warmer into the other person's hand.
Now, the guest's face looked much better and he was no longer trembling.
Jian Yunlan observed with satisfaction for a while before returning to cooking porridge again.
“…”
Yunwen was stunned for a moment.
This body of His does not belong to Him but to Ah Sheng, but the feeling at this moment is real.
Sitting on a soft chair in this small and warm space, feeling the warmth in my palms, smelling the scent of grass and porridge, hearing the sound of wind chimes and the snow flying outside the curtains... I felt all these for the first time ever.
Especially the hand warmer, which was like holding a small flame, made him feel some kind of inexplicable comfort from the bottom of his heart.
Therefore, Yunwen was in a trance for a moment.
But it was only for a moment.
The next second, Yunwen became furious!
On the face covered by the cloak, the half of the face that was completely corroded by pollutants, the mouth was wide open, and countless tentacles were frantically drilling out from the cracks.
If someone could see what was underneath the cloak, they would probably scream out in terror.
Because, that wide-open mouth is constantly multiplying!
The audience in the Wanjie live broadcast room couldn't help but tremble, and many timid viewers simply covered their eyes, not daring to watch the next scene.
The deterrent effect of top-level pollutants caused the space to slightly distort!
In front of the stove, Jian Yunlan was still busying around without knowing anything, and Taotie, who had transformed into a big dog, was still dozing off, completely unaware that a crisis was approaching.
——In the blink of an eye, the half of Mu Dongsheng's face was covered with seven or eight densely packed mouths. Each mouth opened a strange smile arc, stretched out countless sticky tentacles, and uttered low mutterings at the same time:
"Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho..."
However, at this moment.
"Guest, would you like some tea? I make this rock sugar pear tea with pears that I personally grow," Niutou, wearing a neat shorts, came forward eagerly with a tray. He was sturdy and had a simple and honest look. "It's refreshing and sweet and quenches thirst. All guests who have had it say it's good!"
The 'guest' sitting in the chair did not move.
...but I could still hear the low mumbling of "ho ho" in my ears.
Bullhead: “?”
After being stunned for two seconds, Niutou was horrified: "Guest, why are you coughing all the time? This is not good. Hurry up and drink some tea to moisten your throat!"
Having said that, he stuffed the cup of rock sugar and pear tea into the guest's hand without further ado.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the Bull Head tilted its head slightly, and saw the nine wide-open mouths of Yunwen under the cloak. Each mouth was filled with sharp serrated fangs and protruding tentacles, and yellow-green mucus dripped down.
Bull Head: “…”
Meteoric kiss: "..."
The air fell into an eerie silence for a moment.
The next second, Niu Tou suddenly had an idea and slapped his head:
"Cough, thick phlegm, mouth ulcers, dental tartar - my dear, you are suffering from internal heat!"
Meteoric kiss: “?”
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