Be The Main God From Naruto

Netizens from all over the world suddenly noticed that the camera lens gradually approached Ye Fan.

"Huh? What does the photographer want to do?"

"Can Superman show his face? I don't know what he looks like..."

"The photographer is not a girl, is it?"

"My Ye Zi is really handsome, no matter how far or near she is, there is no flaw! My heart!"

Seeing the photographer Ye Tiandi approaching him gradually, Ye Fan felt a little weird.

The future self and the present self stand together to communicate and talk, and it really makes people feel confused...

"I have a question."

Seeing that Ye Tiandi seemed to want to speak, Ye Fan first asked in his heart: "If you appear in my life like this, aren't you afraid to change the present and let you disappear? I don't believe that you have experienced this before."

The so-called "these" are naturally Ye Fan's experience as an anchor during this period.

He could only ask questions at this moment.

Usually, no matter how he asked, the other party would ignore the answer and seldom give a positive response.

The photographer Ye Tiandi seemed to have overwhelmed Ye Fan's thoughts, and now he just smiled lightly: "There are no two identical flowers in the world. Even if they are the same flower, there is a difference between one moment and the next."

"Senior Wang Yan's method, you can't understand now, I've said too much, it will form a barrier to your understanding, and it won't do any good."

Ye Fan seemed to understand but didn't understand, he didn't ask any more questions, but just stared at him with burning eyes.

"The task of outing on Mount Tai has been successfully completed."

Photographer Ye Tiandi smiled gently, "Senior Wang Yan asked me to hand over the reward to you."

"award?"

Ye Fan repeated the word.

Originally, as a major in the military, it was reasonable for him to complete the tasks assigned by his superiors, but he never expected this to happen.

"Well, the reward is [Protagonist Halo]."

Ye Tiandi doesn't seem to have the habit of showing off,

responded directly.

The four words of the protagonist's halo made Ye Fan fall into a sluggish state again.

According to his understanding, this should only be a conceptual level thing, and it is relatively general and vague. It is usually used to describe the bad luck of the protagonist in novels, comics, and movies.

Jump off a cliff and get a legacy from your predecessors, give a bowl of water to a beggar on the street, and you can get a hermit master to teach you skills, and you will not die in most desperate situations...

Can such a conceptual thing also be given?

Seeing Ye Fan's doubts, Ye Tiandi just smiled and said nothing.

Suddenly, Ye Fan felt his hands sink, and the light and warm fragrance permeated his whole body.

He lowered his head and looked intently...

In his palm, a delicate "little person" made of dough appeared.

It has no facial features, but has limbs, white and thin, obviously already steamed, and it is exuding heat, making people want to swallow it in one gulp.

Ye Fan found that there were two words written on the "body" of the steamed bun man - protagonist.

"Just eat it."

The voice of the photographer Ye Tiandi sounded again: "You have a certain level of protagonist aura, eating this will raise your aura level to another level."

Ye Fan was not hypocritical, and ate the "protagonist halo" in two bites.

It's strange to say that the smell, shape and feel are the same as steamed buns, but they melt in the mouth. Ye Fan feels that it has not passed through his gastrointestinal digestive system at all, and has been directly absorbed by his body.

No……

Not the body!

"Direct food for the soul?"

Ye Fan thought this way, but was denied by his future self.

"It's not the soul, it's the imprint of the true spirit."

Just as the photographer Ye Tiandi said this, he knew that he had made a slip of the tongue and shook his head slightly, his figure gradually disappearing into the air.

Ye Fan silently memorized the word "True Spirit Brand".

Because the audience couldn't see Ye Tiandi, there were different speculations at the moment.

"Is the anchor hysterical? I stared at the camera for a long time, and I was also drunk..."

"Did Ye Zida discharge electricity to me just now?"

"The photographer probably talked to him just now."

"Woooo! I want to go to Mars too!"

"It's unscientific! The air pressure on Mars is extremely low, less than 1% of Earth's, and carbon dioxide accounts for the vast majority. Except for the equatorial area where the daytime temperature exceeds about 20 degrees, the temperature in other parts is too low for human survival. Because there is no ocean and atmosphere. The greenhouse effect, the temperature at night will even drop to minus 80 degrees Celsius...how did the anchors survive?"

"Science is dead, burn paper if something happens."

"I guess it was some time traveler from the Taishan Brigade who made the move? Red hair? Artist? Or who?"

"I think it should be Rocky Odinson, he looks quite strong..."

Seeing the barrage flying across the live broadcast room, Ye Fan smiled slightly.

He who was already confident now has more confidence, and it seems that his eyes have become brighter.

After talking a few words with ten traveling companions, he explored the way ahead and began to popularize science for everyone.

"Look, everyone, there is a huge stone here, and there seems to be writing on it."

As Ye Fan spoke, he walked around to the side of the boulder facing the light source.

The audience in the live broadcast room clearly saw two huge ancient characters engraved on the stone body.

Each ancient character is five or six meters high, with iron hooks and silver strokes.

The font is vigorous and majestic, like two angry dragons hovering.

"These characters are much more complicated than the current fonts. They should have been engraved in ancient times a long time ago, and I don't know how many years they have existed..."

Ye Fan and his party gathered in front of the stone wall, staring at the two vigorous ancient characters.

"Zhong Dingwen, the first word is 'Ying'."

Zhou Yi, who had been playing the role of pulling oil bottles and paddling water in the team, stood up at this time.

Although he himself was not sure, he still showed a confident look: "The second word should be 'confusion'!"

Zhou Yi is very smart.

He knew that the reason why he was able to join this team and embark on this magical adventure was purely due to luck.

His relationship with Ye Fan was not as close as Ye Fan's relationship with Liu Yiyi and Pang Bo.

In this case, Zhou Yi had to show his worth to some extent.

"Gleaming fire, separated and confused."

Zhou Yi paused for a moment, then continued to explain: "I'm afraid this is not the earth anymore... Yingying is like fire, and it was called Yinghuo in ancient times. It was an ominous sign. In ancient times... people called Mars Yinghuo."

After saying this, he looked at Ye Fan from the corner of his eye without any trace, with a shy smile on his face.

In this strong team, he must show value, but not too strong - that will only be annoying.

After discovering that the other party seemed to have studied ancient documents, Zhou Yi kept silent, and smiled and asked Ye Fan to explain.

"That's right, these two words are indeed Yinghuo."

Ye Fan had a keen insight into Zhou Yi's careful thinking, but he didn't expose it. He just smiled and said: "What we are standing on is Mars. Some experts in the live broadcast room have already analyzed it through astrology."

"Here I will say a little bit about what I understand."

"A long time ago, the ancients noticed that Mars is red, and its brightness changes frequently, shining like fire."

"Also, they move across the sky, sometimes from west to east, sometimes from east to west, and the situation is very complicated and confusing."

"That's why it's called 'Yinghuo'."

"In ancient times, the emperors were superstitious, and they were afraid of this disaster star, thinking that it was a bad omen."

"Every time it appears, either the prime minister will be dismissed, or the nobles will die."

"Actually, the 'Yinghuo' they saw was Mars tens of seconds or even minutes ago."

While walking, Ye Fan suddenly felt something under his feet.

It was a rusty and mottled copper plaque with four ancient characters engraved on it, like a coiled dragon and snake, with endless Zen.

Zhong Dingwen is still complicated and difficult to identify.

Everyone picked up firewood and the flames were high, Ye Fan and Zhou Yi filled in the gaps with each other, and quickly understood the meaning of it.

"Da Leiyin Temple!"

Photographer Ye Tiandi looked at the plaque with a complicated expression, without saying a word.

Some details that have been experienced have changed since this moment.