Journey to the West: Cultural Invasion Starting from Comics

Next, Nezha began to match again, and each time he would change to a different character, and explain the characteristics of each character in detail.

These contents are more hardcore, as long as you are willing to listen attentively, you can really learn a lot from them.

The next few games went a lot smoother, one after the other, and the opponents were all cleanly solved.

Nezha fought more and more smoothly, and finally let go of his hands and feet, killing all the way, and soon rushed to the diamond segment.

However, in the first game of the diamond match, he encountered the first challenge of the day, his old opponent, the third daughter of the Donghai family.

The Lotus Boy and the three daughters of the Donghai family are all famous raiders in the game division now, and the two usually often fight each other in matching, winning and losing each other, and no one dares to say who will win.

When these two gods collided, it was like Mars hitting the earth, and the popularity of the live broadcast room skyrocketed again, and the number of viewers reached 80,000+.

Under the gaze of so many people, Nezha was also completely aroused.

There is a fight between the two sides, you come and go, and the blood volume drops alternately.

However, perhaps it was the bonus of the home audience, and in the end, the lotus root boy was narrowly defeated.

"Good fight."

After leaving such a sentence, Ao Jingjing's character quit the game in a chic manner.

In Yunlou Palace, Nezha couldn't help wiping sweat in the room: "It's so dangerous, this woman is so terrifying, she almost lost in the end..."

This high-level duel made the audience in the live broadcast room addicted.

A whole bunch of gifts were brushed up again.

This time, Nezha learned wisely, and only picked up a few large gifts and reported them, and the others were hastily skipped.

"Excited! There is really merit! "

After the live broadcast ended, Nezha sent a message to Mu You as soon as possible.

Mu You smiled, it seemed that it was really a question of showing his face.

"Guess how much merit I've gotten?"

Nezha asked excitedly.

Mu You ignored him, but Nezha soon couldn't hold back and took the initiative to say it.

"You wouldn't have guessed that I got 41 merits at once!"

Nezha sent a rather proud expression.

"It's only been a night of live broadcasting, and I got one-fifth of a year's salary! So if I broadcast live every day, wouldn't I make a lot of money? "

The corners of Mu You's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but give him a preventive injection: "You'd better not think too much." I made a lot of money today because this is the first day of live broadcasting, okay, not to mention that I also advertised for you, and it will definitely fall off a cliff after that. "

"If you fall, you will fall! As long as you have to earn good! Accumulate a lot, and in a year, it should be better than the little money I received, right? "

Nezha is very open-minded, thinking that he doesn't have to suffer every day, as long as he plays games, he can increase his merits, so he is still a god of eggs, and he will be a professional anchor directly.

"You are already immortal, and there are few opponents in the Three Realms, why do you need so many merits?" Mu You couldn't help but ask.

"How can there be so much merit? It's not enough at all, okay! "

Nezha typed with some longing and said: "When I save up enough merit for 200 points this time, I will go to Taoyuan to buy two peaches to eat, I have been looking forward to it for more than half a year!" "

“......"

Mu You looked at the message on his phone, and the corners of his mouth twitched, this Nima... What a humble wish! A day general who has worked tirelessly for a year, his salary is enough to buy two peaches?

He originally thought that only the low-level immortals were miserable.

Now it seems that even Nezha, a mainstay level warrior in the heavenly court, is not very good, and he even has to save money to buy fruits.

However, this raises the question - how can the merits of the Heavenly Court be so small?

It is said that there are tens of thousands of people in the world, and the merits generated by offering to the Buddha and worshipping God every day should be a very large number.

And the real immortals in the heavenly court with names and surnames add up to only a thousand, and the rest are either too small in official positions or at the grassroots level in the lower realm, and the sum of what they need is only a fraction.

That being the case, the huge amount of merit generated every year between heaven and earth should be enough to support this group of immortals, but why are all the immortals living in such poverty?

"Forget it, I'm not in the Heavenly Court, what do I do with all this."

Mu You quickly shook his head and focused on the forum.

Just now when he was scrolling through the forum, he stumbled upon an interesting post.

"Excuse me, who is in charge of this world called 'Forum'?" Poster: Old man riding a bull.

This post was sent three days ago, and the number of replies was not much, just because someone happened to like it just now and was seen by Mu You.

He noticed the post because the title called the forum 'the world' and the moderators 'in charge'.

Mu You instinctively felt that this was not like a question asked by ordinary humans, so he clicked into the post and skimmed through the reply.

"The Ruler? Hahaha, it's the first time I've heard this statement, it's kind of interesting. "

"Landlord, you just registered, right? Our managers here are called moderators. "

"Oh? Do you recognize the moderator? also hoped that the old man wanted to talk to him about business. "Respondent: Old man riding a bull.

"Talking about business? What's the matter, old man, you also want to find Boss Mu to advertise? "

"Advertise?" Respondent: Old man riding a bull.

"You don't understand advertising, huh? If you look at the little squares around the forum page, they are all advertisements made by major businesses. "

"Advertising, advertising... I see, borrowing this kind of banner propaganda to get a bonus to sales, there was also this kind of distribution method before... But with the mobile phone, there was a qualitative change all of a sudden..."Replyer: The old man riding the bull."

"What is this old man talking to himself?"

"@牛老人, you Boss Mu, just go to the top post on the homepage, click on the avatar of 'Little Foolish Fairy', and send him a private message."

"Thank you for informing me." Respondent: Old man riding a bull.

......

Mu You was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and hurriedly opened the private message to take a look.

Sure enough, a lot of unread emails were all sent by this 'old man riding bull'.

But because the content he sent was too repetitive, it was identified as spam by the system, so Mu You never saw it. _

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