
Become a Lord in the Doomsday Live Broadcast
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"Trillions of zombies" have descended on the world, and the world has joined the doomsday game world. Two years later, more than half of the world's population has died. When Huaxia Luo Province was defeated and hundreds of millions of people were alive and dead, Su Wu came with the 'live broadcast modification system' and became a village chief in the 'Trillion Zombies'. Live broadcast to gain reputation points and unlock Red Alert\u002F interstellar combat and other units! You can also unlock various modifiers! When a million-strong army and private soldiers fight for thousands of miles against the zombie tide! When the tracks of the Apocalypse tank rolled over the Gobi Desert, the artillery fire tore through the windy sand! When the roar of the fighter jets shook the world, it ended one zombie lord after another! I come, I plunder, I conquer! --Su Wu Ps: Leading the mainstream, hell difficulty, there are cheats. Technological order routine - Red Alert - Interstellar.
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Is anyone willing to wait for the author to come back? Say something back if you have any. Every day in this building, say a word.
water experience
If your enemies are Konoha's ninjas, remember these three things: 1. If the enemy is a Jounin of Konoha, you can fight him in two moves. Once the opponent sounds the BGM, run when you have to and don't be reluctant to fight. 2. If the enemy is a Konoha chunin, generally speaking, he can be defeated. Even if the opponent plays the BGM, you still have a chance to defeat him. No matter how bad the situation is, you can escape unscathed. Remember not to be too eager to fight. 3. If you encounter a Konoha genin, especially the one with yellow hair, run away quickly. You can run as far as you want. When the BGM sounds, it will be too late to run again.
Water That year, I was 9 years old and she was 11 years old. I told her that I would marry her in the future, and she naughtily replied: "Okay"! That year, I was 12 years old and she was 14 years old. She was a head taller than me. I raised my head and told her that I liked her. She listened blankly and said nothing, then turned her head and stopped looking at me. At that time, I was 18 years old and she was 20 years old. I had been working outside for a year, and she was still attending a key university. I could no longer say that I liked her, because I felt that I was not worthy of her at all. I kept what I wanted to say to her to myself, and I would tell her everything when I was worthy of her. In the next four years, I never had the chance to see her again. I heard that she was already working. I was more concerned about whether she was a wife and a mother. My career was gradually getting on the right track and I was no longer embarrassed by money. When I saw her again, it was in Dongguan, in a dimly lit room, just the two of us. After a long silence, she spoke: "Eight hundred, seeing that you are an acquaintance, I will charge you five hundred." I tried my best not to tremble anymore and said, "Come with me." Her eyes glazed over for a moment, then flickered, and then she said like a fire extinguished, "I'm not worthy of you, I'm just a lady, I have guests, nothing happens, I'll leave first." She left in a hurry. Later, I saw her on TV. She was being held by two policemen, with a look of horror and distress on her face. The TV did not even cover her face, letting her dangle in front of me, letting her bump, bump, and shatter in my heart! The last time I saw her, she came to see me. She was on the roof of the building, and I looked up at her from downstairs. I just looked at her like this for a long time, and then he left without leaving a word. The next time I heard from her was a year later, when her mother called me, saying that she was ill and could not be treated, and that she wanted to see me one last time. I can't accept it. Anyway, I feel very depressed. When I arrived at the hospital, I looked at her pale face in front of her bed, looking much thinner than before. I smiled at her, I don't know how ugly that smile was, and she smiled at me as innocently as she did when she was seven years old. She raised her hand, and I hurried over to hold her hand. The tears couldn't help but fall down. She said in a deep breath: "I... I want a like."
She had just come out of prison. In 2003, at a bar, a gangster at the table across from me whistled at her and invited her to drink with me. I drank too much, so I pulled out the dagger I brought with me and stabbed me. It lasted fifteen years. I remember that when I entered, there were people all over the street. It's about praying to Buddha, it's cold on a lonely sandbank, etc. It's been fifteen years, things have changed. She came to see me once last year and told me she was getting married. I didn't tell her about commutation of her sentence. After a brief chat, I turned around and left. In the past 15 years, I have farmed, raised pigs and made clothes. , My heart has long been calm. After I came out, I went to see her downstairs once. She was very happy. I was also very happy. It was time for me to think about my life. I had a dream last night. The problem was 15 years ago. Familiar streets and familiar scenes, but I just couldn't find the familiar one. Man, I woke up crying in the dream. The past cannot be taken back. Now all that is left is nostalgia. I am almost 30 and suddenly feel confused. I often can't sleep at night. I sit on the road, drinking wine and smoking alone. I don't know how to take the road ahead. The night before her wedding, I secretly came downstairs to her house. I saw the words "Happy" on the window at the door and the lights in the house were on. I didn't dare to disturb her, so I squatted downstairs and smoked cigarettes one after another. Soon it was daybreak, and there was the sound of car horns and firecrackers in the distance. I knew that the wedding car was coming to pick her up. She was going to be someone else's bride today. She looked very beautiful today. I watched her get into the wedding car. The firecrackers went off and the car drove away. I was still following behind the convoy. Suddenly my phone rang. It was a text message from her. Don't send it. I will be yours in the next life, okay? Forget me, I cried heartbreakingly that day. Not long after, her best friend told me that she saw me squatting downstairs and smoking non-stop that day. She also cried all night and stayed up all night. I have no regrets anymore. Whether I succeed or fail, everything will be in vain when I turn around. Life or death, life only lasts a hundred years, so why should I be obsessed with one result. The only thing I want to do now is to find a charger to charge my phone. The phone is out of power and I can't continue programming.
Waiting for your return
This book was written with great care by Jianjian, and readers like us who have been supporting it can also see that. I saw that Jianjian had to temporarily stop updating due to physical reasons. It doesn't matter, we can wait. His health is important. Maybe for some other readers, this may feel like cheating on feelings and selling out misfortune, so I just want to say: Yes, maybe you think so, but can you please not say it out loud? The author is also a human being, and there are times when he cannot bear it. He is not an intelligent machine. I hope the author can recover soon and return to bring more exciting content. Don't forget it when the time comes. The chapters are short and weak. I hope it can be changed to [Manual Funny] when the time comes. When Jianjian comes back again, we may be late, but we will never be absent.
Something's wrong, right?
Wasn't it introduced when police dogs were released that high-level intelligent zombies would disguise themselves as humans and sneak into human cities? Every time something new comes out in the live broadcast, the protagonist will immediately show it to everyone. The top human beings have paid attention to it. Won't those intelligent zombies see it? Won't they take it seriously? Won't they gather a large number of high-level zombies in advance to destroy the protagonist? If you say that zombies have no brains, what's going on with those leaders? If you insist on lowering the IQ of all the protagonist's enemies, then I have nothing to say. I just want to make a suggestion.
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Official(248)Scraped 15d ago
Is anyone willing to wait for the author to come back? Say something back if you have any. Every day in this building, say a word.
water experience
If your enemies are Konoha's ninjas, remember these three things: 1. If the enemy is a Jounin of Konoha, you can fight him in two moves. Once the opponent sounds the BGM, run when you have to and don't be reluctant to fight. 2. If the enemy is a Konoha chunin, generally speaking, he can be defeated. Even if the opponent plays the BGM, you still have a chance to defeat him. No matter how bad the situation is, you can escape unscathed. Remember not to be too eager to fight. 3. If you encounter a Konoha genin, especially the one with yellow hair, run away quickly. You can run as far as you want. When the BGM sounds, it will be too late to run again.
Water That year, I was 9 years old and she was 11 years old. I told her that I would marry her in the future, and she naughtily replied: "Okay"! That year, I was 12 years old and she was 14 years old. She was a head taller than me. I raised my head and told her that I liked her. She listened blankly and said nothing, then turned her head and stopped looking at me. At that time, I was 18 years old and she was 20 years old. I had been working outside for a year, and she was still attending a key university. I could no longer say that I liked her, because I felt that I was not worthy of her at all. I kept what I wanted to say to her to myself, and I would tell her everything when I was worthy of her. In the next four years, I never had the chance to see her again. I heard that she was already working. I was more concerned about whether she was a wife and a mother. My career was gradually getting on the right track and I was no longer embarrassed by money. When I saw her again, it was in Dongguan, in a dimly lit room, just the two of us. After a long silence, she spoke: "Eight hundred, seeing that you are an acquaintance, I will charge you five hundred." I tried my best not to tremble anymore and said, "Come with me." Her eyes glazed over for a moment, then flickered, and then she said like a fire extinguished, "I'm not worthy of you, I'm just a lady, I have guests, nothing happens, I'll leave first." She left in a hurry. Later, I saw her on TV. She was being held by two policemen, with a look of horror and distress on her face. The TV did not even cover her face, letting her dangle in front of me, letting her bump, bump, and shatter in my heart! The last time I saw her, she came to see me. She was on the roof of the building, and I looked up at her from downstairs. I just looked at her like this for a long time, and then he left without leaving a word. The next time I heard from her was a year later, when her mother called me, saying that she was ill and could not be treated, and that she wanted to see me one last time. I can't accept it. Anyway, I feel very depressed. When I arrived at the hospital, I looked at her pale face in front of her bed, looking much thinner than before. I smiled at her, I don't know how ugly that smile was, and she smiled at me as innocently as she did when she was seven years old. She raised her hand, and I hurried over to hold her hand. The tears couldn't help but fall down. She said in a deep breath: "I... I want a like."
She had just come out of prison. In 2003, at a bar, a gangster at the table across from me whistled at her and invited her to drink with me. I drank too much, so I pulled out the dagger I brought with me and stabbed me. It lasted fifteen years. I remember that when I entered, there were people all over the street. It's about praying to Buddha, it's cold on a lonely sandbank, etc. It's been fifteen years, things have changed. She came to see me once last year and told me she was getting married. I didn't tell her about commutation of her sentence. After a brief chat, I turned around and left. In the past 15 years, I have farmed, raised pigs and made clothes. , My heart has long been calm. After I came out, I went to see her downstairs once. She was very happy. I was also very happy. It was time for me to think about my life. I had a dream last night. The problem was 15 years ago. Familiar streets and familiar scenes, but I just couldn't find the familiar one. Man, I woke up crying in the dream. The past cannot be taken back. Now all that is left is nostalgia. I am almost 30 and suddenly feel confused. I often can't sleep at night. I sit on the road, drinking wine and smoking alone. I don't know how to take the road ahead. The night before her wedding, I secretly came downstairs to her house. I saw the words "Happy" on the window at the door and the lights in the house were on. I didn't dare to disturb her, so I squatted downstairs and smoked cigarettes one after another. Soon it was daybreak, and there was the sound of car horns and firecrackers in the distance. I knew that the wedding car was coming to pick her up. She was going to be someone else's bride today. She looked very beautiful today. I watched her get into the wedding car. The firecrackers went off and the car drove away. I was still following behind the convoy. Suddenly my phone rang. It was a text message from her. Don't send it. I will be yours in the next life, okay? Forget me, I cried heartbreakingly that day. Not long after, her best friend told me that she saw me squatting downstairs and smoking non-stop that day. She also cried all night and stayed up all night. I have no regrets anymore. Whether I succeed or fail, everything will be in vain when I turn around. Life or death, life only lasts a hundred years, so why should I be obsessed with one result. The only thing I want to do now is to find a charger to charge my phone. The phone is out of power and I can't continue programming.
Waiting for your return
This book was written with great care by Jianjian, and readers like us who have been supporting it can also see that. I saw that Jianjian had to temporarily stop updating due to physical reasons. It doesn't matter, we can wait. His health is important. Maybe for some other readers, this may feel like cheating on feelings and selling out misfortune, so I just want to say: Yes, maybe you think so, but can you please not say it out loud? The author is also a human being, and there are times when he cannot bear it. He is not an intelligent machine. I hope the author can recover soon and return to bring more exciting content. Don't forget it when the time comes. The chapters are short and weak. I hope it can be changed to [Manual Funny] when the time comes. When Jianjian comes back again, we may be late, but we will never be absent.
Something's wrong, right?
Wasn't it introduced when police dogs were released that high-level intelligent zombies would disguise themselves as humans and sneak into human cities? Every time something new comes out in the live broadcast, the protagonist will immediately show it to everyone. The top human beings have paid attention to it. Won't those intelligent zombies see it? Won't they take it seriously? Won't they gather a large number of high-level zombies in advance to destroy the protagonist? If you say that zombies have no brains, what's going on with those leaders? If you insist on lowering the IQ of all the protagonist's enemies, then I have nothing to say. I just want to make a suggestion.
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It's a game, right? It's a game world with hundreds of millions of zombies. If all the human cities within a certain range of the game are occupied by zombies, the zombies will enter the real world (every country and region has an isolation barrier). The world is full of malice towards humans, just like it's designed to trick humans. The protagonist comes through with plug-ins to save the world. Except for the modifier, the other golden fingers are Red Alert's units. They can be considered as fans of Red Alert. I basically don't read game novels. The reason I read this is because of the author's performance that day, damn Aqua! Because I care for the mentally retarded, I added a book list to see if I can work as a nurse.




Live broadcast of women's clothing at the end of the world? Then you have a big dick (´・ω・`)




Try it out. If you like watching Red Alert, you can't miss the live broadcast. To be honest, Red Alert is also a good memory for many people.



It's a good book. It's about a man who cheated on Earth and travels to a different post-apocalyptic world. I recommend it to everyone. 👻👻





















