Chapter 95 You Can Just Fool Me Hard
When he said this, he immediately attracted the attention of more people who were originally in a wait-and-see state while diving.
[Bishui Qingcheng]: "Not only that, this guy just hunted down a peak-level first-order shadow form mutant in a battle."
"What?!"
Anyone who knew what this meant was involuntarily shocked.
The next moment, a large number of divers in the chat group began to emerge from the water in large numbers as if they had planned it in advance.
All kinds of doubtful questions came one after another, and the group chat that was originally quiet suddenly became lively.
At the same time, a phenomenon like this not only occurred within Shanhai City, but also occurred simultaneously in chat groups in other base cities.
Starting from the time when the Huskies successfully hunted the floating spirit species, the ordinary gaze that originally fell on it gradually began to change, and now there were more gazes from extraordinary beings.
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After filling in the 6 answers to the quiz, Lin Luo went off the air on time.
It was shameful to work overtime, and he didn't care about the wailing that sounded in the live broadcast room.
The Second Idiot's strength has been almost exhausted. If he wants to continue fighting, although there is the source of pollution to devour, the mental wear and tear is inevitable.
In addition, there is another more important reason: he is not that luxurious.
Lin Luo was about to exit the backstage live broadcast room, but suddenly he saw on his light screen that there was an email signal icon flashing in the upper right corner.
"Hey, who will send you private messages?" Lin Qingyu glanced at it and asked curiously.
"Maybe it's an invitation letter sent to me by the platform."
"Tch~" My sister waved her hands boredly and walked away, with disgust written all over her little face.
It was obvious that not a single character was believed.
Lin Luo grinned, slid his finger, and opened the email.
But when he saw the content above clearly, his index finger stopped in mid-air, and he couldn't help but look stunned.
Lin Qingyu, who had just poured a glass of boiled water, came over and took a sip when she saw the strange look on his face.
"What's wrong? You don't want to tell me that the platform is really looking for you, do you?"
Lin Qingyu held Lao Baikai in one hand, half smiling.
Lin Luo said nothing, moved her butt deeper into the sofa to make way for her, tilted her head and spread her hands.
That way, it doesn’t matter what I say anyway, you can see for yourself.
The younger sister came forward, with a look of disdain in her big eyes, but as she was still hearing the words, her voice suddenly changed.
"Tch, please stop fooling me... hmm? It's actually true. No, you're not here to tease me for fun, are you?"
Even though he was being stared at, he didn't panic at all.
"Isn't it written so clearly on it? This is already an invitation letter, and it also requires my contact information."
"No, how could it be such a coincidence, and we have only been broadcasting for a few days." Lin Qingyu shook her head repeatedly and sat down on the sofa, with a face full of disbelief.
"Why is it impossible? You fool is so strong." As he said that, Lin Luo glanced at the husky who was making chicken drumstick rice.
The latter stretched out his soft pink tongue, licked the black hair around his mouth, and howled twice excitedly in the direction of Lin Qingyu.
"Yeah, yeah, I got it, you are so awesome, it's only natural that someone would invite you."
Lin Qingyu rolled his eyes at one person and one dog respectively.
He couldn't help but ask: "Naka?"
Lin Luo hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Let's see what kind of conditions the other party will offer. It's not a loss anyway."
And at the same time, far away in another extremely far direction.
Liu Buwei held the leather handle of the soft chair tightly with his palms, and a large amount of beads of sweat had inadvertently leaked out from his palms.
He lowered his head and glanced at the Rolex lying quietly on his wrist. Two minutes had passed.
One day was short, but as he waited anxiously, it seemed like a century had passed.
Ever since he learned about Lin Luo's live broadcast room, he rushed to the technical department non-stop.
Here he not only saw the huge increase in popularity of Lin Luo's live broadcast room in the past few days, but also the flow of gifts that could definitely be called Yiqi Juechen was also very eye-catching.
Coupled with the novel and unique live broadcast method, the protagonist as Gouzi exudes a mysterious and powerful aura...
He has already seen the prototype of what it should be, and it is even better than he imagined!
Isn't this the green tree sapling he has been looking for all this time?
At that time, the blazing fire of hope rekindled in his heart, and his whole body felt like fire meeting diesel, and the blood in his body had begun to boil!
And it just so happened that Er Fool was fighting a first-order and seventh-grade alien at that time, so he watched it together.
During this period, even he was attracted by the content of the live broadcast. It was not until Lin Luo's live broadcast ended that he recalled the business.
Even he, an old man who is well versed in live broadcasting, can be attracted by the live broadcast screen, let alone those young people who don't have much experience to begin with?
He knew this better than anyone else, so he was extremely anxious at this time and finally saw hope. If everything failed at the last step, he would definitely be depressed to the point of vomiting blood.
Although only he could send an email invitation directly to Lin Luo's live broadcast background through the permissions of the platform, he was not sure whether anyone on other platforms had added Lin Luo's contact information by sending gifts before.
Therefore, he feels extremely tortured in his heart now, and every minute and every second is like a year.
But fortunately, it's not too late.
An excited roar suddenly came from the side.
"Manager, manager, he wrote back!"
Chapter completed!