Apocalyptic Forecast

"Name?"

　　 "Huaishi, male, 18 years old, lecturer in the classical music appreciation classroom of the Ivory Tower, concurrently serving as the Astronomical Society inspector, the prince of the paradise, the disaster musician, the abyssal cook, the legendary investigator..."

　　 is like pressing a terrible switch.

　　In front of the gate, the manager just asked a question programmatically, and Huai Shi dragged his hand and talked for five minutes.

　　 After speaking, he looked around and asked: "Is there any water? Let's drink some water and say..."

　　 "Enough is enough!"

　　 Manager Life interrupted his words: "As long as you approve your name, it’s okay. You don’t have to memorize your resume."

　　 "Traditional skills can't be forgotten." Huai Shi wiped the spit on her mouth, rather reluctant: "It's been a long time since I said it so smoothly, why don't we do it again?"

　　 The manager rolled his eyes, put away the note of Huai Shi, and pointed to the door that opened slowly behind him.

　　 motioned him to get out.

　　 Huaishi was in a rare mood, decided not to care about this rude behavior with him, turned around, and couldn't wait to walk into the huge facility.

　　 After a series of strict blockades, there is enough underground space the size of a football field.

　　 is like building a bridge over the bottomless abyss, leading straight to the center of the abyss, with endless darkness on both sides.

　　 I can feel the whistling wind blowing from it.

At the end of the bridge, there is only a narrow round platform, shrouded by a heavy alchemy matrix.

　　 Just standing on the round platform, many hallucinations continuously appeared in front of Huai Shi's eyes.

　　 It seemed as if countless deep hells were coming to his face. After a brief moment of disguise was revealed, countless fires appeared in his perception.

　　 Even though the entire miracle marking has not yet started, Huai Shi has already felt a certain kind of trance that seems to be rapidly expanding.

　　 literally, swelling.

　　 This is not an illusion.

　　 In the deepest part of his soul, the quiet as night stigmata has begun to run on its own, and can't wait to follow this sense to explore the abyss, to welcome the arrival of the destiny.

　　 Huaishi gasped, dizzy.

　　 Still lack of control.

　　 The silence in the past is not because Huai Shi is able to control it, but because nothing has brought this miracle to life. At this moment, when it began to try to break free from the shackles, Huai Shi could hardly stop it for a while.

　　 In an instant, countless phantoms came out of his body, doing their own things, almost covering the entire bridge.

　　 Different from the past, the images of those afterimages turned out to be different, no longer a vague and simple outline, but an extension of Huai Shi's life.

　　 The Huai poetry dressed in a dress that seems to be playing, the Huai poetry in pajamas and feet, the Huai poetry that is fully armed and ready to go to **** to explore, and the Huai poetry that is being taught in the textbook in hand...

　　 The mighty tide has covered the entire dragon-calling flute matrix, making the managers in the control room sluggish.

　　 Geyin Shaoshiming’s source quality fluctuations actually interfered with the operation of the matrix. Like an overly excited discordant sound, it preempts the main axis of the melody.

　　 This is the first time ever...

　　 "Mr. Huaishi, please try to condense your own stigma, otherwise, the activation of the matrix may be disturbed, and something unexpected will be summoned—"

　　 A reminder sound came from the speaker in the top dome.

　　 Huai Shi Yiyan, take a deep breath.

　　 After a long time, after a long time, those afterimages wandering around finally came back reluctantly one by one and returned to his body.

　　 But there is still a deviation.

　　 Now he looks like dozens of double images stacked on top of each other, looking extraordinarily blurred, and every movement is like a stage performance of Avalokitesvara, full of weird aura.

　　 With his efforts converged, the operation of the Dragon Flute finally returned to a safe threshold.

　　 A weird iron chair full of cables hangs from the split ceiling in front of Huaishi's eyes.

　　 After he sits on it, the source quality rushes smoothly in the huge matrix, as if it merges with the whole matrix.

　　 The dots of light were rapidly illuminating, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

　　Resonance is about to begin.

　　 The time to draw the card is coming!

　　 He couldn't help but rub his hands in excitement.

　　 Today’s Huai Poetry is equivalent to using one’s own stigmata as a wave-frequency feature to broadcast indiscriminately to the abyss. Suddenly, in the silent late night, the square dance loudspeaker is used to broadcast the announcement of missing persons and recruitment broadcast.

　　 will definitely encounter some unexpected situations and unknown maliciousness.

　　 Maybe something else will stare at him because of this.

　　 But this is the most reassuring point of the Dragon Flute itself-now his soul is under the protection of the ivory tower.

　　 Unless the ruler of a certain **** hates Huai Shi to his bones, and immediately can't wait to lead the army to fight him when he hears the voice, Huai Shi can sit back and relax in any event.

　　 is the only thing he didn't think of.

　　 When his source quality characteristics were cast into the abyss following the broadcast of the dragon flute, it seemed as if he stabbed a hornet's nest and threw a string of 800 noises into the pigpen.

　　 At first, it was so quiet that it was a short and dead silence that made my heart hairy.

　　 Then, in the sudden roar, countless dead hells boiled up in an instant.

　　 Countless scarlet eyes opened from the darkness, listening to the sound of the flute from afar, inexplicably wanting to go out to Kangkang. The old house is not good at home, I always have to go out to apply for jobs—

Just like Mengxin just entered the group and immediately posted 999+ news, the second-hand laptop bought for 80 yuan just opened the Penguin and hundreds of video pop-ups popped up, and went out at 7:30 to catch up with the morning peak in Yizhou... It's not that the acceptance of information is higher than that of ordinary people, and with the aid of the Book of Destiny, Huai Shi has now exploded on the spot.

　　Rao is so, Huaishi still started to foam at her mouth, her eyes turned black.

　　 The soul is overloaded, and the stigmata is about to lose control.

　　 There are countless voices one after another in my ears.

　　 ‘Little brother, add a friend’, ‘Does Xiansen need service? ','Bronze Eye is trustworthy','The first border casino in the abyss is online','Hello, I am the son of Leviathan. I am now living in the Middle East and urgently need a hundred people to come home. Wait for me to return. When I get home and inherit the throne of Leviathan, I will make you my crown wearer','Chu Hai of the grass and mud horse, get out of me','Freedom Maiguan, thank you','Hello, do you have time to learn about our Father’s Savior Rancher’,’High-paying recruiting male publicist, pay daily pay’...

In the ear-piercing siren, Huai Shi opened her mouth and spouted a mouthful of blood.

　　 raised his hand subconsciously, pressed it on the book of destiny, and wrote down the first recruitment requirement.

　　—Excluding all source records other than resonance responses, including threat groups recorded in the blacklist of the Ivory Tower.

　　 If you don’t apply for a job, just climb it!

　　In an instant, under the shield of the dragon-calling flute matrix, the noise was reduced by half.

　　 Huaishi finally took a breath, but still dizzy, and hurriedly wrote the second article in his hand: weed out all the abyssal races who already have allegiance targets.

　　 Shao Si Ming’s destiny is unique. If the target of allegiance is not oneself, then no matter how powerful the Abyss Clan, oneself won't get a little correction value.

　　 It's better not to.

　　 With the release of the second article of Huai Shi, the countless noisy voices stopped for a moment, and again fell by more than half.

　　 Then, Huai Shi wrote the third article.

　　—Remove all the abyssal groups that have formed a large scale.

　　 If it is an ethnic group that has become so large that there is a leader of a large group, it has no value in cultivation. What Huai Shi needs is not a one-step process, but a process from scratch.

　　 The noisy and chaotic messages are beginning to decrease rapidly again!

　　 Article 4-Eliminate all responses that contain blood sacrifice conditions.

　　 This time, thousands more were cut off.

　　 Huai Shi's consciousness gradually returned to Qingming, but at this moment, facing the remaining complicated resonance, he still couldn't start.

　　 is still a huge number!

　　 But this time, the stigmata of Shao Si Ming started to work on its own.

　　 The miracle hidden in the soul of Huai Shi connected to the Book of Destiny, took over the matrix of the Dragon Summoning Flute by itself, and then blocked at least three quarters of the responses.

　　 Obviously, under the induction of Shao Si Ming, these are the abyss races that do not have the development potential or have no correction value to earn.

　　 This time, there are only more than 400 left...

　　 Huaishi raised his eyes and glanced at the time.

　　 Half an hour has passed, and there is still an hour and a half to choose for myself.

　　 But in fact, it should be as fast as possible.

　　 Every minute and every second that the Dragon Flute is activated, it consumes a large amount of elemental crystals-in just half an hour, at least 60 million US dollars have been burned!

　　 He pondered for a moment, and began to think about his needs for the Abyss Race.

　　 Soon, he cleared his thoughts.

　　 First of all, don't look weird. Otherwise, he can't bear to summon a group of tentacle monsters or inexplicable things.

　　 Then, don't be too troublesome and demanding too much. Otherwise, is he a leader or a grandson?

　　Finally, since I don’t plan to do a one-off deal, naturally, the more you get along, the better—

　　 Just as his thoughts were formed, a burst of light surged in the huge matrix in front of him.

　　 There is an abyss race that fully meets the regulations and can't wait to respond to his call.

　　 As the light dissipated, a pair of icy blue eyes had emerged from the darkness. The classic black-and-white color scheme, as well as the wicked smile on the corners of the mouth, made a domineering look.

After 　　 opened his mouth at Huai Shi and whimpered, the abyss species that resembled a certain sled dog came to the edge of the round table briskly, lowered his head and smelled the surroundings, and then, in front of Huai Shi, pried a hind leg...

　　 beep!

　　 Huaishi pressed the button in front of her expressionlessly, returning to the abyss.

　　 Goodbye!

　　—He really has enough of this shit!

　　Anything will do, even a group of green-skin goblins will do, but it must not be a dog!

　　 So, as a burst of light emerged, the green goblin with only a rag under his crotch jumped out of the summoning formation...

　　 beep!

　　 Huaishi pressed the button again.

　　 He changed his mind, even goblins!

　　 Then, the light shined again, and a tempting hot silhouette slowly emerged from it. A high-heeled shoe stepped on the altar.

　　 Accompanied by a groan of ecstasy, a young lady who is not only hot enough to explode but also wearing a three-point butt, walked out of the summoning formation.

　　 The charming and sweet face lifted up, looking at the appearance of Huai Shi, his cheeks flushed with excitement, opened his mouth, licked his lips, before he had time to speak...

　　 beep!

　　 Huai Shi presses the button blankly and repatriates.

　　 Not only does he have no fluctuations in his heart, but he wants to laugh a little—Sister, who are you coquettish with? Is it true that the kiln is opened here? Climb for the Lord!

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　　 "Mortal, who is calling for the great..."

　　 beep!

　　 "This noble adult, below is an abyss idol trainee, good at singing..."

　　 beep!

　　 "You **** belong to Lao Tzu..."

　　 beep!

"you…"

　　 beep!

　　 This time it was Huai Shi who did it smoothly, and he gave it away without seeing it clearly. Just when he regretted for a while, the light once again lit up from the summoning array.

　　 "Kitten Paradise, operating with integrity, is now hiring urgently...Fuck, why are you again?"

　　 The familiar figure in the puppet outfit saw Huai Shi, just like seeing a ghost. Before Huai Shi reacted, he walked up directly and slapped it on the repatriation button.

Ran!

　　 And it ran faster than before!

　　 Huai Shi didn’t even have time to scold mom for selling critics-everyone has worked together for so long. If you don’t support it, it’s fine. If you run so fast, you really don’t have a conscience!

　　 can only furious incompetently.

　　 After encountering such a bunch of unreliable goods, he has become desperate for the channel promotion of Dragon Flute.

　　 Is there really no normal abyss group to apply for?

　　 When Huai Shi has already begun to doubt his life, the summoning circle lights up again...

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