Ever since Yan Xubai collapsed on the streets of Hualan District two years ago and was sent to the hospital, he was trapped in Hualan District and could not get out. Fortunately, he was the only one in the world. His parents died early, his relatives didn't care about him, and he had no friends. Apart from making him very unhappy, this incident did not have any other impact.
So every day after work, Yan Xubai walked through the snack street in front of the construction site without hesitation and ran to the junction of Hualan District and Makino District where he was located.
Today, he held the envelope and carefully stepped out with one foot again. Undoubtedly, just like the six hundred times before, he was ejected by a powerful force, flying up like a missile and then fell heavily to the ground.
"I'm so fucked!"
Yan Xubai cursed loudly, sat on the ground and beat the ground hard, attracting many people on the roadside to look at him.
Then Yan Xubai, who had read countless articles, found himself dragged into the infinite live broadcast room. He sat on the three-bouncer and looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahahahaha, the opportunity to make a fortune is finally here...?"
Because the angle of his head was too awkward, he somersaulted and fell into the back of the three-bouncer, looking affectionately at the woman behind him.
What? Is there a copy clue on everyone's vehicle?
What? Vehicles are not allowed to be abandoned before entering the scene specified in the dungeon?
What? Do I have to give all my hard-earned money to unknown persons?
Yan Xubai has been poor for more than 20 years, trapped in a fixed area and can only clean at construction sites and receive pitiful wages. When he finally thought that he was finally going to achieve great wealth with his beauty and wisdom, he was poured a basin of ice water from top to bottom.
This live broadcast room is half-baked, with no skills or props!
Yan Xubai was forced to recognize the facts, lit a fire under his feet, and worked hard to survive.
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