If you become a monster, you will succeed

"It looks like your qualifying round went well!"

In the player-only hotel, Lao Li, who did not know when he appeared, said cheerfully, but Feng Xue shook her head when she heard this:

"Ultimately, they are all noobs who have no idea of ​​their own abilities. I think they compete more to serve as a secret weapon for outsiders like us."

It seems that Lao Li did not sign up for this competition because there was some more convenient way to obtain the information from using his power, or because he realized that his current status was not suitable for participating in the God of Choice.

But I can’t say that he is a coward, because there are really too many hidden pits in this so-called competition, not to mention the ones like the God of Live Broadcasting who come down to fry fish with a halo of mental retardation, just the ordinary contestants. The label is very confusing.

Feng Xue had a golden finger that allowed her to constantly observe her opponents, and her fighting method was to drive a mecha, which allowed her to keep a sufficient distance, so she was not exposed in the regional qualifiers.

As a counter-example, before the fight in a certain ghost story even started, the opponent changed from an ice element to a betel nut...

Then he was exposed.

This made Feng Xue realize that this world is not just a joke from hell, but also a joke...

Well, the Ice Hell is also hell?

"This joke is really cold." Feng Xue was careful to hide the salt that was jumping left and right in his pocket. Feng Xue forcibly diverted his attention. Lao Li seemed to have no inhibitions. He threw a document bag to Feng Xue and said:

"Yesterday someone was investigating your resume, and I helped you fill in the 'past', but you'd better be careful."

"You can even make up for the past, you are worthy of being a qigong master." Feng Xue grinned, but thinking of a certain Shanghai gambling sage, it suddenly seemed reasonable again.

Feng Xue did not resist Lao Li's "kindness". She opened the file and scanned it, writing down the details inside. At the same time, she did not forget:

"Isn't it because you suddenly made a trip to give me this?"

"This is natural." Lao Li didn't mean to hide his purpose, and simply went straight to the topic:

"I would like to ask, can you help us make some noise over there in the Heavenly Court?"

"What kind of news do you want?" Feng Xue asked after taking out a phantom electronic dog from his pocket and confirming again that the room was not being monitored in any way.

"I need some important parts of the Tianting machine." Lao Li rubbed his hands, but Feng Xue waved his hands very grandly and said:

"What's so difficult about this? Which model do you want? I'll give you a ready-made one, and you can just dismantle it yourself!"

"This can't happen!" Lao Li shook his head vigorously and said:

"I won't hide it from you. This is actually a ceremony I plan to plan. As Palin makes mecha combat more international, the cakes in the ghoul circle are becoming more and more attractive. You also understand, This kind of secret circle always has rules and regulations, but it would be thankless to start fighting directly, so I tried my best to control the public opinion..."

"I understand! It's like the feeling in martial arts novels that 'if you can steal something from the palace, you can become the god of thieves', right? So, you set your goal on heaven?" Feng Xue said with a He glanced at Old Li with a meaningful look, and Old Li nodded and said:

"That's right, after all, the peak technology of mechas is now recognized as Tianting's body, and the remains of Tianting's body are in high demand internationally, even in the four poles. They are valuable, rare, and rare. Isn't this just proof of strength? Is it the best goal? With a little manipulation, it will become a ritual like "Whoever can get the remains of the heavenly mecha can become the god of ghouls." However, the focus of this kind of ritual is the process rather than the process. As a result, it must be obtained through 'proper' means, don't you think?"

Seeing Lao Li's movements like rubbing his hands like a fly, Feng Xue nodded and said:

"According to your statement, I can't really let Heavenly Court's machine run away to die. Whether it can be shot down is also a problem, and the laggard machine does not have enough legend. So, I will let Heavenly Court's next one I’ll give you a copy of the action route. Just follow this route and squat down. It’s all on automatic driving anyway. Whether you can defeat it or not depends on how successful the four poles are.”

"No problem!" Lao Li nodded immediately, took Feng Xue's note with lines of battlefield information, turned around and disappeared into the room.

After Lao Li disappeared, Feng Xue frowned and thought to himself:

"This guy actually came to my door on purpose. What did he think? Is he trying to explain that he has no intention of racing with me? Or is he implying that there is a trap in my God's Chosen Competition?"

You can't blame Feng Xue for thinking too much. It's really that Lao Li's behavior is too weird. Although his ritual itself is very feasible, and Lao Li's [Yelai Inn] ghost story itself has the power to manipulate public opinion, but in the final analysis, this There is no need to discuss this matter with him.

With the ability of Lao Li Qigong master, he can directly predict the movements of heaven. As for the price... Are you afraid of losing your life for a strange story?

The only reasonable possibility is that Lao Li is worried that Feng Xue has some kind of perceptual power and can detect his prophecy about heaven, causing unnecessary misunderstandings. But speaking so clearly, it really gives a sense of déjà vu.

It's like saying: "I've given you the opportunity to succeed. Is that trustworthy enough?"

But looking at history, we can see that the more actively sending protons, the more unreliable the proof is.

"Of course, it may be that he deliberately made me suspicious, but this is entering the realm of Baqi thinking..."

Feng Xue sighed and temporarily suppressed his thoughts about Lao Li's strange behavior. Along the way, he gradually understood one thing. The more he focused on others, the more he would be affected by their actions.

Unless, focus on yourself!

Don't pay attention to what others do, as long as you implement your own plan to the end. As for success or failure, that is another matter. After all, there are many opportunities for trial and error in ghost stories.

After relaxing, Feng Xue took out a glass of happy water, turned on the TV and started watching the live broadcast. The God of Live Broadcast, who had finally escaped from the God of Emergency, Ambulance, stood in front of the camera, acting cute while explaining the value of the qualifiers. After paying attention to the players, Feng Xue's eyes instantly locked on a target——

It was a girl with long straight hair and a wonderful temperament.

Although she looks very weak, her strength is quite impressive. The enemy kicked her off the ring when the two met.

"Wow! This player's Typhoon is very good! Shen-chan thinks she has the talent to be an Internet celebrity! Do you want to go up and ask if you are interested in signing a contract to become a live-streaming god?"

The god of live broadcast was playing tricks in the camera, and while the barrage was passing by, Feng Xue watched the referee wearing sunglasses take out the ticket that passed the pre-selection and handed it over.

However, the moment their eyes met, the girl turned into stone...

"Ah, ah, ah, ah???"

Watching the live broadcast of the crazy cosplay of the God of Death primary school student, Feng Xue couldn't help but cover her face——

Another victim who has been deceived by the halo of live broadcast...

The more biased the power, the more outrageous it is.

the reason is simple.

Because a popular power is so popular, there will be many settings. This will lead to many powers that restrain this power, and the priority will not increase.

On the other hand, some unpopular powers have no advantages in themselves, but because they are so unpopular, there is no related restraint omnipotence at all, but they have extremely high priority.

For example, the protagonist's girly filter is a very typical example, because the ability to rewrite one's own cognition is both accumulated and unpopular. It has no restraints at all, but it can display astonishing priorities.