The Grim Reaper Can’t Be Tricked

Chapter 118: Apocalypse Festival (1)

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Ding Baiqing looked at him and smiled: "If you don't respond to God's call, will you leave immediately?"

Cen Jin blinked, avoiding Ding Yiqing's gaze, and listening to the repeated names on the city's radio, he couldn't help feeling a little suffocated.

The electronic devices in the whole city are transmitting a same-frequency sound. At this moment, the people on the opposite side of the coast who came to watch the fun out of curiosity, the troops stationed in the special zone, the legendary bosses, the soldiers who stayed in the port city, teachers and students, all heard it. The voice of the god and the name he calls.

Helicopters and surveillance drones hovered over the port city 'Tete', and the electronic equipment responsible for recording sound in the aircraft also suddenly changed the frequency after a burst of babble, repeatedly playing Vishnu's words and spreading them back to the capital .

In front of the big screen of the special department in the capital, Zhang Weitu said with others, "I knew it was not easy to be called Cen Jin's freshman."

Others glanced at him more often, and resisted complaining that you would add "yellow hair looks ordinary" every time before saying this.

There are sixteen spaces in the video room of the global board of directors of the head office, and sixteen faces are hidden in the darkness, and no mood swings can be seen.

The deep voice of the chairman of the board of directors of the head office sounded: "'The new student hides the clumsy'... As you can judge, Li, let him test it again when the disaster in Hong Kong City is over."

Li Daoyi's hand placed under the table in the lower left corner suddenly flicked his index finger, showing that he was not at peace.

North of the pier.

After being shot by Wang Lingxian, the electronic watch was smashed and a knee was pressed to the chin, and a tooth was broken. Rudra, whose face was covered in blood, said in a stunned manner, "Cen Jin? Who is Cen Jin... I remembered, It's yellow hair. But shouldn't it be me who God Vishnu sees? I'm... I'm the reincarnation of Shiva!"

Wang Lingxian loaded the gun, heard the words and said, "Another fool was fooled and lame."

Rudra glared at Wang Lingxian: "Shang Mora dare not deceive the whole Brahman, he is sure that I am Shiva... Otherwise, how dare he deceive me, how dare he deceive the whole Brahman? You have not seen the miracle I showed, otherwise you will not It will slander me for being deceived!"

Wang Lingxian aimed the muzzle at Rudra, hooked the trigger with his finger and slowly pulled the trigger, and suddenly shouted 'boom! ', Rudra screamed in fright, and he mocked with disdain: "If Shiva is virtuous, your Bharat body might as well give way to the little Liben's Amaterasu."

Rudra was frightened and lost, trembling all over.

Wang Lingxian raised her head, frowned and looked in the direction of the Haigang Military Region, why is it yellow hair

On the other side, Totem took Amano Zongmi out, Wu Lan put away his sword, and the two met at the corner. Without further ado, they went to look for Cen Jin as soon as they met.

The five gathered beside the main road leading to the port, and saw two military jeeps, Ye Shengying and Xiao Yao who had arrived at the port city at an unknown time, standing in the direction of the car door, and in front was Cen Jin who was about to get into the car.

"Yellow hair!"

The five quickly ran over and were stopped by soldiers.

Ye Shengying ordered the soldiers to retreat and asked all five to come over. By the way, he said, "Just send him to the military area to see Vishnu. After analysis, we can get a safety probability of 85."

"How to calculate this data? A high-ranking god named a human being. If it is a human saint, it can be understood. The key point is that Huang Mao is only a small person." Wang Lingxian raised his eyes and pointed out the problem sharply: "Even if humans want to observe the ant nest, Only the queen ant or the male ant will be selected, because the worker ants have no value to be studied. So life and death are at will, and this is true for humans and weirdness."

Ye Shengying showed a disapproving expression: "Enough is enough, we will not harm him."

Wang Lingxian refused to give in an inch: "Even if the god does not move the yellow hair, the head office will not suspect him after the event? The world's extraordinary people and various forces will not question him? How can you ensure that a small person can be safe in the struggle of major parties to fight against differences? You can guarantee that, In the next conversation, the gods won't anger him and kill him for a trivial matter?"

Ye Shengying was angry: "Wang Lingxian!"

Cen Jin also looked surprised, and didn't quite understand Wang Lingxian's rebelliousness at the moment. What surprised him even more was that Wu Lan, Totem, Huang Jiang, and Yu Wen were all standing in front of him, stubbornly and firmly facing Ye Shengying, and facing her. The representative capital and head office are equivalent to facing the world's leading figures, and that is the mountain they need to look up to.

Wang Lingxian: "I am the captain and should protect the team."

Totem and others said: "We have an obligation to protect our teammates. This is school training."

"You guys are sick!" Ye Shengying pointed to the five people and said, "Why are you being handsome at this time? The gods have come to the world, not during the competition will give you a friendship first award! And I said that he would be caught Entering all kinds of struggles? A country so big can't protect a student?! The water in my brain called the second school was shaken and poured out."

She stepped forward, pushed aside Wang Lingxian and Totem, came to Cen Jin and said, "Only a safety probability of 85 does not guarantee you absolute safety, but I can guarantee that I will definitely die in front of you."

Cen Jin scratched his neck a little embarrassedly, and felt a lot in his heart, because he had caused the trouble on his own initiative, but Wang Lingxian and the others thought that they needed him to take responsibility far beyond their own abilities.

"Thanks, but I think I'll live to sixty."

"Why sixty?"

"Retire at sixty."

"..." Ye Shengying smiled, patted Cen Jin's shoulder and said, "Optimistic."

She turned around and said to the crowd: "The negotiating team is talking to Vishnu and received two replies, although they are of little significance, but don't underestimate these two words won, at least it shows that Vishnu has a good personality. Weirdly adheres to the rule of the weak, and for them, the weak are not even qualified to talk.

But Vishnu replied to humans. At present, it seems that he has no ambition to destroy the world, nor does he particularly hate humans.

That's why the safety probability is as high as 85, and any protection measures are inferior to the attitude of the gods. "

Ye Shengying: "Okay, we're in a hurry, you can talk if you have something to say."

The five of them calmed down when they saw this, and gathered around Cen Jin to ask him where and when he had provoked the gods, whether it had something to do with Weizhen, and so on.

Yu Wen's mouth was quick, and he said, "Yellow hair, are you having an affair with Vishnu?" ', was hammered.

Huang Mao continued to smile, and it was not easy to answer, and he always responded vaguely: "I don't know very well, or I will ask later."

"Farewell, it's not wrong to talk less and act less." Wu Lan said.

Ye Shengying squeezed the time and said, "It's almost there. Get in the car, you can follow, but you can only wait outside the military area."

Totem and the five were silent for a moment, then climbed into the car and went to the harbor military area together. As for Rudra and others, they didn't have time to pay attention and were forced to stay in the port.

Seaport Military District.

The originally garrisoned troops and superhuman teams retreated beyond the third cordon, and only had time to transport some of the thermal weapons and modern advanced combat equipment that could be transported away. in the base.

Several roads in the military area were cut off by Kali, floating like an island in the sea. At this time, three artificial bridges were erected. The wind was slightly stronger, the iron ropes slammed and the bridge swayed and the turbulent sea water was below.

Drones hovered in the sky, faithfully monitoring and teleporting back to the capital.

The jeep carrying Cen Jin arrived at the third cordon, Ye Shengying and others got off the car, the boss and Wu Yujie came over and said, "Only one person is allowed in."

Cen Jin jumped out of the car: "Then let me walk over there."

Boss: "You can drive."

Cen Jin: "I don't have a driver's license."

The boss held Cen Jin's shoulder and wanted to say something, but it was difficult to organize the language. After a long while, he quietly asked: "Huang Mao, tell me honestly... Are you messing around outside, and people are coming to the door now? Man, I understand." He then said nervously: "Where's Lao Ding? Does he know? You have to be careful about this, I'm afraid it won't last long, I can only help you cover, you'd better solve it quickly, or you will I'm going to see a mad dog."

Cen Jin silently looked at the appearance of the boss, the old woman, pushed away his hand on his shoulder, moved away from him and waved with others, and then stepped on the iron cable artificial bridge alone.

The sky is already dark, the clouds are sparse, there are no stars and no moon, the sea is dark, the power equipment in the military area has been destroyed, and it is also covered by darkness at this time, and the location of the third cordon is equipped with generators to generate electricity, so the signal is full + super strong. Electric lights make this area as bright as day.

One side is bright and the other is dark, as if foreshadowing something.

The black sea water slapped the rocks fiercely, and the splash of water soared six or seven meters, splashing onto Cen Jin's arm.

Cen Jin walked slowly. At first, he only heard his own footsteps, but suddenly another footsteps followed him. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the familiar suit cufflinks. For a moment, he was a little puzzled and the people watching him behind him couldn't see it. Is it Ding Taiqing

There are two drones following overhead, so Ding Baiqing wasn't photographed

The camera was always two meters behind Cen Jin's right back, smooth and steady, without shaking, so the audience in front of the screen lost a bit of the realism of the live broadcast, and at the same time felt confused.

The comments are asking whether the resurrection of Vishnu is an act or a real occurrence. Why is it still re-enacting the gangster fighting in the 1990s one second, and fast-forwarding to the resurrection of the gods the next second

And isn't the anchor's location in Hong Kong City? Why is there a Lord Vishnu? Could it be that you China stole the great god Vishnu of Bharat

- It is obvious that the audience questioning this sentence is the Bharat.

The Bharata of Vishnu believers was not interested in the live broadcast room of Violent Rabbit. When he heard that Lord Vishnu was resurrected and asked to see the anchor by name, he immediately swarmed in to question or scolded the anchor who slandered them for the sake of popularity. .

Among them, one of the eighth-ranked anchors is a Brahmin, who is also a devout believer of Lord Vishnu. Now he is not doing his own live broadcast, and he is sneering and sneering by name in the live broadcast room.

"I want to know what kind of charm this anchor has, rather than the shocking horror and popularity, so that God Vishnu can be resurrected for him."

When Lao Pang heard his friend convey this sentence, he especially wanted to correct that it was not for the resurrection of the violent rabbit, and how did the resurrection of Lord Vishnu come out

At that time, countless electronic devices did swipe a certain sentence and name a certain person... Then again, what is the name of that frequently swiping screen

Lao Pang shook his head and couldn't remember the name played by the electronic device in the live broadcast. When he heard it, he felt that the audio was distorted by a mysterious force. .

It doesn't matter, the name is not important. Anyway, it didn't take long for the comments to start 'God's resurrection, I want to see the anchor' and so on. When it was spread to other websites outside, it became Lord Vishnu who resurrected the yellow hair. Too much nonsense caused the anchor of the god to be attracted. .

Lao Pang hesitated, but at the suggestion of his friend, he chose not to clarify.

Misunderstandings are like snowballs, and the popularity will explode. Now the number of people who have poured into his and his friends' live broadcast rooms has exceeded 10 million, and he can be among the top 100 hottest rankings on the entire network. .

The official response was quick, realizing that the heat brought by the live broadcast would make them a god of this event, and quickly unlocked the Violent Rabbit live broadcast room and arranged the homepage recommendation list for it, and the traffic exploded.

In the shot, the ground is messed up, the buildings are badly damaged, and the bodies of the Asuras are scattered all over the place. The audience commented and wanted to look carefully, so as to distinguish whether it was a real corpse or not, but the camera passed by without reluctance, as if the human and the Weird battlefields where fierce battles have just broken out are insignificant.

The friend complained: "Old Pang, the photographer of the dark horse anchor you are following seems to be confused about the primary and secondary, the camera has always been the anchor's back, even if the fight switches to close-up shots, only focus on him, or only the back, at most Showing a small side face.

Most of the audience and I have the impression of him now that the yellow hair has become a sperm. If his hair is longer, it is estimated that he has become a sperm with a mop. "

Lao Pang was a little in awe of the live broadcast room, and when he heard the complaints, he only responded: "There must be their reasons for what to do, just watch it quietly."

If you can really photograph the gods, who cares about Huang Mao's appearance and name

They will only know that there is a human being favored by the gods, so lucky and unique.

Old Pang's eyes flickered, looking at Huang Mao's back, his voice trembling slightly: "... I also want to know, can we witness the gods come out of the five thousand years of human fantasy of nothingness and absurdity and redefine this fucking real world ."

Cen Jin, who was shrouded in the halo of everyone's attention, pushed open the door of the information building at the rear of the military area, and the dazzling light poured out from inside, stabbing Cen Jin unable to open his eyes. The light blurred the lens, and a figure of five or six meters high flashed in the light, with three sides and four arms, holding a round wheel, a falu shell, a divine hammer and a bow, with a beautiful face and a gentle and compassionate temperament.

Although it flashed for less than a second, everyone who saw this scene was extremely convinced that he was Vishnu.

There is no need to try to prove your identity. When God comes, a cognition will automatically emerge in people's brains: this is God.

Seeing is the truth, no need for dialectics.

"… "

The door was closed, Huang Mao's figure was engulfed by the light, and the camera suddenly went black again for no reason, but this time the audience did not make a commotion, and they fell into a long silence due to shock.

Gudong.

Lao Pang swallowed his saliva, his hands trembled, his expression was excited, and he turned to the audience in the live broadcast room and said, "Audience friends, there is no doubt that we witnessed a miracle tonight.

But the new friends probably haven't seen the live broadcast of Violent Rabbit from 4:00 to 6:00 this afternoon. I recorded the screen, and I think I should be the only one who has the resources in the whole network.

Next, Lao Pang will give you a comprehensive analysis of the rise of a global supernova and the questions in your heart at this moment—

Why can Huang Mao be favored by the gods? "

As soon as the voice fell, there was a brief freeze on the network, and the next moment an overwhelming wave of information rushed towards him.

Signal is blocked.

Ding Yiqing thoughtfully raised his eyes to look at Vishnu, who was like an abyss in the middle of the hall. The other party was struggling to maintain a balance between terror and heaven.

Ding Yiqing couldn't help showing a mild and false smile, and retreated to Cen Jin's side to show his innocence.

Vishnu didn't dare to relax, two of his heads instantly showed horror, staring at Ding Baiqing, and once he found out that he had changed, he immediately counterattacked.

He couldn't see the depth of Ding Yiqing, but he could feel the constant threat of terror.

Cen Jin straight to the point: "Why do you know me?"

The head in the middle of Vishnu has a gentle and kind face, looking at Cen Jin, but the other two heads are full of anger and fangs.

"The longevity slurry is engraved with two new psychic mantras, one marks its owner's name, and the other marks the equivalent exchange." Vishnu asked: "You don't know?"

Cen Jin reflexively looked back at Ding Baiqing, the gentle smile on the latter's face was less than his eyes.

"I know, I thought there was only one." Cen Jin was vague, his palms sweated unconsciously, a little sticky, and panicked for no reason.

Vishnu: "The longevity slurry that marked the name belongs to you, I know your name. The second new psychic mantra is a mandatory equivalent exchange, I am not sure where you learned the new psychic mantra." After a pause, he seemed to remember an unpleasant memory, and his face was cold: "It was created by an old friend of mine, and it has huge energy. Once the curse is formed, even I must fulfill it."

Cen Jin rubbed his trouser legs with his palms, a fine layer of sweat dripped from his forehead, his lips were tightly pursed, his lips were pale, his mind couldn't stop thinking, his heart was even more panic, there was a kind of panic like the sky was falling.

"So," Vishnu asked, "what kind of equivalent exchange do you wish to choose?"

Cen Jin blinked, sweat slipped from his temples, hung on his fair chin, his collarbone was wet, and suddenly a hand held a handkerchief and reached over to help him wipe off the sweat, causing the yellow hair to retreat in shock.

Looking up at Ding Baiqing, the laughter on the latter's lips has not gone down since entering the military area, but there is no fluctuation in his eyes, as if he is looking at something dead.

"Pissed off?"

Cen Jin's eyes widened, his breathing a little faster: "You know... You know that I engraved a new psychic spell on the water drop bottle of the longevity serum? Did you make the new psychic spell that marked my name?"

Ding Yiqing: "You are my customer, how can I not help you out?"

Cen Jin clenched his trousers tightly, the soft fabric soaked up the sticky sweat from his palms, and his brain was running fast, guessing Ding Baiqing's purpose and next move, is this step in his script still in his script

How far has he calculated

New psychic mantras are everywhere, and there are new psychic mantras everywhere in Wei Town. Cen Jin is also curious about this, starting from the dense new psychic mantras filmed in the plaster room, from Ding Baiqing's constant lobbying for the preciousness of the longevity slurry , let him start by exchanging goods, and a prototype of the plan came into his mind.

Get the longevity slurry and use it to make a transaction. For the sake of insurance, he will add anti-theft insurance measures on the basis of this transaction.

Cen Jin believes that there is no insurance measure that is more suitable than the new psychic spell. Whether it is the format and sample of the new spell rune, or Baimu Nu, Cao Wenning and other strange towns who are proficient in the new spell, they can teach him to quickly master the new psychic spell. .

The foundation of the new psychic spell is complete, and it only needs to add some decorations to turn it into his ideal spell and use it for him.

The precious goods are in hand, and the next step is to find a partner. Vishnu is on the list, and the big snake sleeping in the deep sea is also on the list, but Cen Jin is still thinking about it, he is not 100% sure that he can make the gods. They killed each other as he wished.

Sarutobi Riyue smashed the longevity slurry and resurrected Vishnu by accident. It was not in Cen Jin's plan, but from another point of view, it also assisted his plan.

It's just that he didn't expect that there is a new psychic spell in the longevity serum. He didn't make it, it can only be Ding Baiqing.

Ding Baiqing marked his name on the longevity slurry, and it was impossible to guess his purpose.

Vishnu asked, "What do you want?"

"Tell me, what do you want in exchange for something?" Ding Baiqing urged behind him, licking his neck like the core of a poisonous snake.

Cen Jin's lips twitched, and he said imperceptibly, "Expel."

Vishnu: "What?"

"He—" Cen Jin turned and pointed at Ding Yiqing, and said indifferently and firmly: "Expel him from my world, so that I will never see him."

Vishnu's face changed greatly when he heard the words, the third head almost turned into a terrifying appearance, his brows were wrinkled, and he was embarrassed. Enemy with Ding Baiqing.

But he had to accept Cen Jin's exchange, unless he spit out the longevity slurry and returned to the body of death.

In this way, He and Ding Baiqing restrained each other, and they could not help each other, nor could they anger the human beings, because they would be besieged by the top superhumans among human beings and their strength would be reduced, and then they would be taken advantage of. .

When Vishnu was thinking about it, Ding Baiqing: "No, customer, I will try my best to improve the quality of service and help you make a name for yourself, so you treat me like this? Expel me, exile me, and never see me?"

Cen Jin tilted his head to look at him and said softly, "You know the reason."

Ding Yiqing: "I never hurt you."

Cen Jin: "The gods cannot be trusted."

Ding Baiqing suddenly let out a short laugh, and the next moment quickly retracted, with a sullen expression and an indifferent face, which really could not show a gentle appearance.

"as you wish."

The author has something to say: Red envelope comments.

This is what I said before about Huangmao being a bit ruthless, Ding Baiqing will be a little bit of a dog after that, and there may be bigger emotional ups and downs in the future.

But this belongs to the growth of Huang Mao, and at the same time rounds out all the plots in this chapter.

Moreover, the purpose of Huang Mao taking the longevity serum is to trade, trade with another god, drive away Ding Baqing, and let the two gods contain each other.

This is the reason why Ding Baiqing said 'you always have a way to get rid of me', he guessed it at the time, and Huang Mao also reacted immediately, so he still did it while panicking.

Huangmao has an unusual kind of support in Wei Town, which is to expel Ding Baiqing, and before this idea took shape, Ding Baiqing kept bewitching him how valuable the longevity serum was, which could be used to exchange baba...

Then Huang Mao cocked his ass, and Ding Baiqing guessed what he wanted to do.

Then in the first few chapters, some readers also pointed out that the progress of the relationship between the two was a bit abrupt and quick (your feeling is right), because it was the calm before the storm and the warmth before the breakup.

He is Huang Mao, he must drive Ding Baiqing away. The more crazy and unfathomable Ding Baiqing's performance is, especially when Ding Baiqing knows that many villain scripts still lead Huang Mao to go down, Huang Mao is more afraid.

For him, Ding Baiqing is a restless ticking time bomb.

Qingqing: I knew he would drive me away, because it was deliberately induced by me. I just tried it out. As soon as his ass turned up, I knew what he wanted to do, so I had already guessed it. I was in a calm mood and even wanted to laugh, I laughed. now, huh...

(: Still angry.

Vishnu: God of tools for breaking up.