Apocalyptic Forecast

"Name?"

"Huai Shi, male, 18 years old, lecturer in the Classical Music Appreciation Classroom of the Ivory Tower, also serves as the inspector of the Astronomical Society, the prince of Paradise, the musician of the disaster, the abyss chef, the legendary investigator ..."

It's like pressing a terrible switch.

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

After I finished speaking, I looked around and asked, "Is there any water? Let's drink, let's say ..."

"Enough is enough!"

Management Life interrupted him reluctantly: "As long as you approve your name, it's no problem, you don't have to memorize your resume."

"Traditional skills can't be forgotten." Huai Shi wiped the spit from his mouth, quite reluctantly: "I haven't said that in a long time, so why don't we come again?"

The administrator rolled his eyes, put away the comments of Huai Shi, and pointed to the door slowly opening behind him.

Instructed him to get away quickly.

Huai Shi was in a very good mood, and decided not to care about this rude behavior, turned around, and eagerly walked into the huge facility.

After a heavy and tight blockade, there is a large underground space as large as a football field.

It's as if a bridge was built above the bottomless abyss, leading straight to the center of the abyss, and the convenience on both sides is endless darkness.

You can feel howling wind blowing from it.

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

Just standing on the round platform, Huai Shi's illusions continued to emerge in front of him.

It seemed that countless deep hells were coming from the face, and after briefly disguising the disguise, countless fires appeared in his perception.

Even if the entire miracle marking has not been activated, Huai Shi has felt a certain sense of trance that seems to be expanding rapidly.

Literally, inflated.

This is not an illusion.

In the deepest part of his soul, the serene young sacred mark of the young man has begun to work on his own, and can't wait to follow this induction to the abyss to welcome the arrival of destiny.

Huaishi gasped and felt dizzy.

Still lack of control.

The silence in the past was not because of the powerful control of Huai Shi, but because there was nothing that had activated this miracle. At this moment, when it began to try to break free from the shackles, Huai Shi was difficult to stop for a while.

In the blink of an eye, countless phantoms came out of his body, doing their own thing, almost occupying the entire bridge.

Unlike the past, the images of those residual images have become different. They are no longer fuzzy and simple outlines, but have become an extension of the life of Huai poetry.

Dressed in a poem like Huai poem ready to play, wearing a pajamas and picking a foot, Huai poem ready to go to **** for exploration, holding a textbook in the lecture of Huai poem ...

The mighty tide has covered the entire dragon flute matrix, and the managers in the control room are also sluggish.

The source quality fluctuations of Gain Shao Mingming interfered with the operation inside the matrix. Like a discordant sound that was too excited, it seized the main axis of the melody.

This is the first time ever ...

"Mr. Huai Shi, please try to confine your own sacred marks, otherwise, the start of the matrix may be disturbed, and something unexpected is called--"

There was a reminder sound in the horn of the ceiling.

According to words, Huai Shi tried to take a deep breath.

For a long time, for a long time, those remnants of wandering around finally came back reluctantly one by one, and returned to his body.

But there are still deviations.

Now he seems like dozens of ghosts are stacked together, which looks extraordinarily vague. Every movement is like a stage play performed by Avalokitesvara, full of strange atmosphere.

With the convergence of his efforts, the operation of Xuanlongdi finally recovered to the safe threshold.

A quirky iron chair with cables hung from the split ceiling in front of Huai Shi.

When he sat up, the source material flowed smoothly in the huge matrix, as if it were integrated with the entire matrix.

The stars were shining rapidly, and he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Resonance is about to begin.

It's time to draw the card!

He couldn't help rubbing his hands excitedly.

Today's Huai poetry is equivalent to using his own sacred mark as the wave frequency feature to broadcast an indistinguishable broadcast to the abyss-suddenly use the square dance loudspeaker to broadcast the tracing notice and recruitment broadcast in the silent late night.

Certainly encounter some unexpected conditions and unknown maliciousness.

Maybe something else will stare at him because of this.

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

Unless it is the ruler in a certain **** who hates Huai Shi into his bones and immediately hears the voice, he can't wait to lead an army to come and do him, otherwise Huai Shi can sit back and relax.

Only he didn't think about it.

When his source character was cast into the abyss with the broadcast of Xuanlong flute, it seemed to poke the horse's honeycomb and throw a string of eight hundred sounds into the pigsty.

First, there is a moment of silence that makes people feel hairy.

Then, in the sudden roar, countless dead hells boiled instantly.

Countless scarlet eyes opened from the dark, listening to the sound of the flute from afar, and inexplicably wanted to go out. The old house is not good at home, always go out to apply for it-

It was as if Mengxin had just entered the group and immediately swiped the 999+ news. When the penguin bought at 80 was opened, penguins popped up hundreds of video pop-ups and went out at 7:30 to catch up with the morning peak of Yizhou ... If the acceptance of information is not higher than ordinary people, and with the aid of the book of destiny, Huai Shi has now exploded on the spot.

Rao is so, Huai Shi still began to foam at the mouth, and his eyes went black.

The soul is overloaded, and Saint Mark is about to get out of control.

There are countless sounds in one ear.

"Do you want to add a friend?", "Xiansen needs service?" '、' Bronze Eye is trustworthy ',' The first border casino in the abyss is online ',' Hello I am the son of Leviathan, now in the Middle East, I need the source of 100 people to go home, waiting for me to return When you have inherited Leviathan's throne at home, you will be my crown wearer ',' Chu Hai of the grass mud horse rolls out for me ',' Thank you for free wheat, 'thank you,' Hello, may I ask if you have time Heavenly Father Savior Rancher ',' High-paying male public relations, daily salary payment '......

In the harsh alarm, Huai Shi opened his mouth and puffed out blood.

Unconsciously, he raised his hand and pressed on the book of destiny, writing down the first recruitment requirement.

——Remove all source records except the resonance response, including threat groups recorded in the Ivory Tower blacklist.

If you are not applying, let him climb!

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

Huai Shi finally took a breath, but still felt dizzy and hurried to write a second article: remove all abyss ethnic groups who already had loyalty.

Shaoming's destiny has uniqueness. If the object of loyalty is not himself, then no matter how powerful the abyss group, he will not get a little correction value.

Better not to.

With the release of Huai Shi's second article, the countless noisy voices stagnate for a moment, and again less than half.

Immediately thereafter, Huai Shi wrote the third article.

-Eliminate all abyss groups that have formed scale.

If the scale is so large that there is a large group of people, there is no value to cultivate. What Huaishi needs is not one step, but a process from scratch.

The noisy and chaotic message began 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, he still couldn't start to deal with the complicated resonance left.

What remains is still a huge number!

But this time, the sacred mark of Young Master was working on his own.

The miracle hidden deep in the soul of Huai Shi accessed the book of destiny, took over the Matrix of the Dragon Calligraphy, and then immediately blocked at least three-quarters of the responses.

Obviously, under the guidance of Shao Mingming, these are abyss groups that do not have development potential or have no correction value to earn.

This time, there were only more than four hundred ...

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, the faster the better.

Every minute and second that the dragon whistle starts, it consumes a lot of source crystals-in just half an hour, it has burned at least 60 million US dollars!

He pondered for a moment and began to think about his needs for the abyssal group.

Soon, cleared his thoughts.

First of all, don't look strange. Otherwise, he could call out a group of tentacles or inexplicable gadgets, and he could not bear it.

Then, don't be too troublesome and ask too much. Otherwise, are you a leader or a grandson?

Finally, since I do n’t plan to do a hammer trade, it ’s natural that the better I get, the better —

Just at the moment when his idea took shape, a ray of light surged in the huge matrix in front of him.

There was an abyss who fully met the regulations and could not wait to respond to his call.

As the light dissipated, a pair of icy blue eyes rolled out of the darkness. The classic black and white color scheme, as well as the wicked smile on the corner of the mouth, burst into a domineering face.

After gurgling at the mouth of Huai Shi, an abyss species resembling a sled dog came to the edge of the round table briskly, bowed his head and smelled the surroundings, and then pried a hind leg in front of Huai Shi ...

Beep!

Huai Shi pressed the button in front of him expressionlessly and repatriated to the abyss.

Goodbye!

—He ’s really fed up with this shit!

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

So, with a burst of light, the green leather goblin under the crotch only jumped out of the summoning circle ...

Beep!

Huai Shi pressed the button again.

He changed his mind, and no goblins!

Then again, the light turned on again, and a tempting hot silhouette slowly emerged from it. A high heel stepped on the altar.

With a groan of ecstasy, a young lady who was not only hot enough to explode but also wearing a three-point little **** came out of the summoning circle.

The charming and sweet face lifted up ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Looking at the appearance of Huai Shi, the cheeks were flushed with excitement, opened his mouth, licked his lips, and had no time to speak ...

Beep!

Huai Shi photographed the button without expression, and was repatriated.

Not only did he not fluctuate in his heart, but he wanted to smile a little-Sister Smelly, who are you showing off with? Are you really a kiln here? Crawl for the Lord!

The light was on again.

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

Beep!

"This distinguished adult, underneath is an abyss idol trainee, good at singing ..."

Beep!

"Your **** is Lao Tzu ..."

Beep!

"you……"

Beep!

This time it was Huai Shi that was handy. He didn't even see what he looked like, so he gave it away. Just when he regretted for a while, the light came out again from the summoning circle.

"Kitten paradise, operating with integrity, and now urgently hiring ... fuck, why are you again?"

The familiar figure wearing a puppet costume saw Huai Shi, just like the ghost, and immediately walked up without waiting for Huai Shi's reaction, snapping on the repatriation button.

Ran!

And it runs faster than it was then!

Huai Shi didn't even have time to scold his mother for approval-everyone has worked together for so long, so long as you don't support it, even if you run so fast, you really have no conscience at all!

Can only be incapable of anger.

And after encountering such a bunch of unreliable goods in a row, he has despaired of promoting the channel of the Dragon Dragon Flute.

Is there really no normal abyssal group to apply for?

When Huai Shi had begun to doubt life, the summoning circle once again lit up ...

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