Countless people flocked into Su Mingan’s live broadcast room, and his number of fans instantly increased from zero to millions.
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Human Self-Saving League.
The red-haired woman let out a sigh. Next to her, a handsome man with fiery red hair exclaimed in surprise:
"The First Dream Patrol actually started a live broadcast?"
They looked at each other and said, "It seems that we need to inform the leader of this matter."
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A dark place.
A man with black hair and black eyes standing in front of a stone slab stood in front of a tall ponytail. He was in the thick fog, but his skin did not ulcerate. He could actually live in harmony with the fog that devoured people.
He stroked the words on the slate with gentle movements, as if he was caressing the skin of his lover.
"Deputy leader." Someone behind him called him respectfully, "The Old Church has recently welcomed a group of new people. Do you want to go and take a look?"
The man did not even turn around, as if he did not hear his subordinates' report.
"She's here." The man touched the stone slab, his face showing an abnormal redness: "She's here... She's finally here... She's even opened the live broadcast room."
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The Church of the Gods.
Under the stained glass window, in front of the angel statue, a man with white hair and white robe stood quietly.
The blue full moon loomed behind him, and he held a cross in his hand with a cold and holy expression.
Suddenly, he turned his head slightly and noticed the loud shouting outside. It seemed that someone was saying "The First Dream Patrol has started live broadcasting!"
Hearing this, he suddenly stretched out his hand and cut his own arm. Blood flowed. He stained his fingers with his own blood and wrote words on his palm.
[Rule 3030: …]
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Edge of the World.
Su Lin was walking on the barren land when he suddenly stopped.
He saw a pair of clean white gloves on the ground, and he didn't know who had dropped them there - this was an uninhabited, barren land, so there shouldn't be a pair of gloves there.
"I haven't heard Su Ming'an calling me. Doesn't he need my help?" Su Lin thought: "Whose gloves are these?"
He picked up the gloves, carried the hunting knife that Su Mingan had given him, and continued walking towards the edge of the world.
He planned to find a way to find the "gods" of this world and have a friendly, cordial and enthusiastic exchange with them.
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