Global Advent: Cthulhu’s Cavern Game

After a few seconds, Zhao Mengling turned a black face and summoned the camera again.

"Ahem... ahem."

She seemed to have been smoked, the ends of her hair were curled, and she coughed and vomited black smoke.

The barrage that was worried about her safety turned into ruthless ridicule.

"Hahahaha! Forgive me for smiling unkindly."

"Originally, I meant to feel sorry for you, but I'm sorry...hahahaha!"

"Facts have proved that the abilities of the big boss should not be used indiscriminately."

Zhao Mengling pouted and stomped severely.

"Really, I'm afraid that you are worried about turning on the camera, and you are making fun of me one by one!"

"Look, Su Ke next door can't hold it anymore."

"Really, look at it!"

Su Ke in the other half of the picture remained calm, his cheeks shaking from time to time, and finally turned into a white light, leaving the scope of the picture.

"Ah, so cunning, let him escape."

Su Ke kept adjusting his mentality outside the screen, connecting himself with two "narrations".

He didn't worry that Zhao Mengling would hurt himself. If it was really dangerous, spirituality would prevent her from doing so.

However, the power of the "exaggerated" increase in Pyroblast is indeed a bit terrifying.

According to Zhao Mengling's performance, it can be inferred that the "anchor" can use the fan's potion ability, but she can't figure out the specific ability, and can only infer it based on the vague spiritual induction.

She might not know that own ability belongs to "reader" and "reporter".

Hmm...Is it a talent? She can actually directly use the paper figure stand-in after the "Parallel", which Su Ke has imagined, but has not actually used it.

Or does it mean that the fans summoned by the anchor can inherit even their inner thoughts and preset abilities?

This is also very reasonable.

In short, Zhao Mengling can use own ability, but doesn't know the corresponding way and ability name, this can be confirmed.

"I... I'll wash my face!"

Zhao Mengling escaped, replaced by Su Ke with a serious face.

"I have planted spiritual rice seeds in the void. I believe I will reap the fruits soon. If the yield is abundant, I will sell a part of it to the auction house, and the price will be the same as the average food in the market."

[Feng Xinyi rewarded 6 magic crystals. 】

[Gu Lan rewarded 3 magic crystals. 】

[Danis rewarded 5 magic crystals. 】

[Songping Shunzhi rewarded 4 magic crystals. 】

[Wang Dehua rewarded 1 magic crystal. 】

[Mikelangqi rewarded 2 magic crystals. 】

As soon as these words came out, a bunch of reward messages appeared in the live broadcast room, densely filling the screen.

"Praise Su Ke! You can actually eat epic rice!"

"You may not believe it. The first epic item we got was a bag of rice."

"Hehe... Don't think about it so simple, how many people do you think there are in the live broadcast room, can you grab it when you hang out?"

On the World Channel, someone spread the news that Su Ke was selling epic food, and suddenly a bunch of people poured in in the live broadcast room.

"Fuck it, who disseminates the news, and what is it to attract so many denominators in? Is there not enough people?"

"It's poisonous, you have to carry a bag of rice several floors."

"In other words, Su Ke is really an alien. He doesn't team up with others, but his progress is far ahead. It's the tenth day today. There shouldn't be too many people who are alone."

"Hey...I envy him for being able to monopolize all the spoils of the monsters, but without his strength, he dare to act alone in the cave world."

At this moment, Zhao Mengling returned to the screen after washing his face, glanced at the live broadcast room, and was stunned.

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has now reached 370 million, setting a new record when she introduced the new library.

Moreover, the news of the rewards was densely packed, and the magic crystal of the income suddenly increased by nearly a thousand.

"You...you don't have to do this, I'm really fine, look, am I not okay?"

"...Puff, the anchor thought it was his own reason."

"Anchor, I suddenly feel that you have a talent for comedy. How about changing the title of the "Dream Anchor" to a "Clown Anchor"."

"I can't tell, my wife has such narcissistic moments, but you can't be blamed, hahaha!"

"Anchor, there is nothing wrong with you here, why should we go, we can just watch Su Ke."

That is, the barrage cannot speak, otherwise Zhao Mengling would have been drowned by the ridicule.

She clutched her chest, feeling the barrage piercing her heart one after another, and quickly searched for the reason from the previous records.

After she figured it out, her face turned red all at once, like a hot soldering iron, she wanted to talk, and quickly avoided the screen.

"Haha, I guess the anchor can't wait to find a place to drill in."

"Should it be embarrassing to grind out a wall of Maria on the ground with your toes?"

"The anchor is okay, you are free, stand up and tata open."

"Toes? I want to watch it! So does this live broadcast room also give benefits?"

"While going, this is my wife, so I won't show it to you."

"Yes, yes, it's for Su Ke next door to see it."

"Old Tie upstairs, you are heartbroken by these words, report it!"

A minute later, Zhao Mengling got up again.

"You ungrateful guys, who... who didn't have a Losing face, it's too much!"

"No way, who made you so popular."

"Alright, alright, today's meal is already full, so let's continue to broadcast it to us."

During the ridicule, Zhao Mengling complained and glanced at Su Ke.

Su Ke: "...My fault."

"Puff... the anchor, you've left the big guys speechless."

"You can't blame others, who made you wash your face at a bad time."

Zhao Mengling was grieving and frowning. Who knew that the live broadcast room would be like this just after leaving for a while.

"Okay, I know I am passionate about myself. If you want to laugh, just laugh."

At this time, Su Ke in the picture next door slowly said, "I will give you a portion of the rice to taste first."

"???"

"???"

"Ah this, it's not fair (sounds hoarse)!"

"I strongly protest!"

"Anchor, don't you feel ashamed if you eat rice from someone else's house?"

Zhao Mengling, who found the counterattack point of the topic, quickly grasped the initiative.

"Huh, who made you laugh at me all the time, let me show you the next live broadcast!"

"???"

"Get off!"

"gone!"

That being said, the number of people in the live broadcast room has not decreased at all, but is still increasing.

The body of LSP is honest.

After Zhao Mengling fought back once, he was not aggressive, and redirected the topic, returning the focus to Su Ke's crypt.

He said that broadcasting like this is to verify something.

"Then, let's continue."

Su Ke resumed his narrative posture. After exploring the rooms on the second floor, he led the camera to the first floor.

The structure here is similar to the second floor, but the lights are dimmer than above, and the atmosphere looks a little strange.

This made the barrage gradually quiet.

Being alone in an annex with a strange atmosphere, this in itself is a very worrying scene.

Su Ke walked to the door of the room next to the stairs and was about to turn the doorknob.

At this time, a deep voice sounded from behind.

No one is unfamiliar with this voice.

This is the sound you will hear every time you pass through the fog door!

Someone also came to the Doom Pavilion.

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