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When the earth is on the verge of collapse, human beings have become the most popular electronic pickles of higher civilizations. The last gamble for mankind is to enter the live broadcast feast where despair is the ticket. When Qin Shi stepped into the live broadcast room, all the viewers held their breath—— The young man was as pale as a blade tempered by moonlight, as if he would turn into stardust at the slightest touch. There was a cinnabar mole at the end of his eye, like a shrine that had been spattered with blood. The barrage scrolls crazily: Three days of gambling! He will be raised as a canary] [This kind of beauty is only worthy of being used as a trophy] Until—— A copy of the Death Bus, the on-board radio made a weird laugh: [Please keep quiet, otherwise the conductor will be angry] Qin Shi kicked open the escape window and stuffed the conductor who was crawling in the dark into the fuel tank opening. "The rules say keep quiet." He tore off the intestines wrapped around the steering wheel and drove towards the sunset. "I didn't say that the NPC must be alive to check the tickets." The ghost passengers silently fastened their seat belts. And he chuckled: "So higher creatures like to watch this?" Blood splashed onto the cinnabar mole at the end of his eye, and the barrage suddenly went silent. Only then did they realize: What was wrapped around the young man's neck was not a decorative silver chain, but a god-killing rope that strangled the evil god. --- Later, Qin Shi became the paradox of the entire live broadcast room. In the copy of "The Crying Bride", I broke the BOSS's cervical spine with my bare hands, but threw the blood jade bracelet that could fulfill wishes to the pregnant woman in the corner; In "Train to the Abyss", he blew up thirty carriages but gave the last escape key to a random child; He dismantled the S-level dungeon like a toy, but after clearing the level, he squatted next to the NPC's corpse and gently closed his eyelids: "I took revenge for you." The audience's trembling hands in giving rewards: [Is he the Holy Mother or the King of Hell? --- The only thing that went out of control was the S-class escape room. Qin Shi was put into a solitary room together with the ancestor who wore Lolita, dismantled a mecha, and broke the boss's neck with a smile. The whole universe knows that they are as powerful as fire and water—— The last time they met, half of the castle was blown up, and the last time they overturned the altar of the deep sea, the barrage started every day as to "who can demolish the dungeon faster?" But this time the surveillance suddenly failed, and only the gasp seeping from the crack of the door was captured. There was a ribbon wrapped around Qin Shi's wrist in the darkness, and the man bit the tip of his ear and chuckled: "Qin Shi, you pretend you don't know me—" "It drives me crazy with excitement." The young man was pressed against the wall made of data flow, and heard the other party laughing in his ear: "Do you know? From the first time you stabbed me..." "I was just waiting for this defection." --- Later, when Qin Shi crushed the heart of the final boss, all the live broadcast screens were filled with snowflakes. Under the gaze of hundreds of millions of viewers, he wrapped the God-killing rope around the wrist of the man beside him: "You said it wrong." "It's not defection——" "It's the God Killer and his accomplices who are here to cause trouble." Dear viewers, Welcome to—— A carnival night where the prey fights back. Wearing the sweetest dress and fighting the toughest fight·The most high-profile attacker in the whole server Intention: I have just climbed a few mountains and crossed a few rivers