Rules Quirk: This Death Prompt Is Not Right!

This situation made his heart chill.

It also means that someone is monitoring themselves.

Every move made on this computer is estimated to be visible on another computer.

After all, this is a company, and there should be technicians.

All computers are controlled by technicians.

Lin Cang was silent for a moment.

What he just did was probably seen by the technicians.

Now there is no way to tell whether the technician is with himself or with the so-called boss.

Xiaobei's live broadcast has begun.

Lin Cang didn't have the heart to dwell on these things anymore.

Directly searched for the name of Xiaobei.

Entered the live broadcast room.

What appeared in the live broadcast room was still the handsome boy.

The other person had a smile on his face.

The smile was extremely stiff.

In the background is a bright living room.

When he visited the food live room before, Lin Cang had already discovered that there were many small rooms inside.

Each room has a different setting.

Specially prepared for them to livestream.

In front of Xiaobei is some delicacies.

There were some small snacks and a particularly large cake.

This cake has three layers.

Ordinary people are full if they eat about two pieces.

Three layers, equivalent to dozens of pieces.

No wonder Xiaobei's face was pale.

After all, the rules in the live broadcast room have already said that food cannot be wasted.

So in the process of live broadcasting.

Be sure to eat all the food in front of you.

It's not just a three-tiered cake.

And a bunch of snacks next to it.

You have to eat them all.

He watched Xiaobei chew stiffly.

Although the other party has a smile on his face.

But you can vaguely see the violent sensation of the throat.

I feel like I want to vomit.

This cake is definitely not delicious.

You can see it by the expression of the other party.

Endure the nausea in your heart and continue to eat.

Lin Cang looked at the barrage above.

It's all praise.

"It looks delicious."

"I'm hungry too."

"Sure enough, the food is good-looking and makes people very appetizing."

Most barrages mean this.

Lin Cang always felt that these barrages looked a little weird.

It makes people feel very uncomfortable in their hearts.

Lin Cang frowned.

Keep reading.

From the beginning of the live broadcast to the present, Xiaobei has not stopped.

Pale.

The food was good at first.

When you get to the back, it gets slower and slower.

Difficult to swallow.

Lin Cang's face is not very good-looking.

Xiaobei is the only clue for himself.

You can't let the other party get into trouble for the time being.

I was still thinking about how to help Xiaobei.

Suddenly, a sound came from the software.

Open the background and take a look.

The discovery was a message from an administrator.

【Your permissions are as follows】

[Each tip you give allows the live broadcaster to eat less food. 】

[Second, since you are a manager, you can get ten free tips per month.] 】

[Thirty tips are used up, if you want to continue to tip, you have to pay a certain currency]

[4. You have the authority of all live broadcast rooms, and you can choose to mute certain barrages]

[5. Your background messages will not be exposed, and no administrator except me will be allowed to view them]

【Six I am your exclusive manager, if you have any needs, you can come to me at any time】

[7. Please do not check the address of any adventure live broadcast room at will]

[8. You can give the white branches in the pomegranate live gift box, this is your exclusive gift, you will not be discovered]

There are eight rules in total.

Saw the eighth rule.

Lin Cang thought of the fifteenth rule he had seen earlier.

There is no such gift as white branches in the gift box of Pomegranate Live.

But on top of their own rules.

But this gift appeared.

What does this really mean?

He doesn't know either.

These rules give yourself a chance to breathe.

Article 1.

He has ten tips a month.

Only the first one needs to be carried out to save Xiaobei.

But at the moment he hesitated.

Because he saw Xiaobei's nails falling off.

Just like the rules say above.

Take a closer look.

Xiaobei seems to have no problem eating other snacks.

But as soon as you eat the cake, the hair, nails, and skin are carbonized in a large area.

Although somewhat slow.

But you can see it.

This cake is not known to belong to the black pomegranate product.

There was a moment of silence.

Lin Cang still chose to give tips in the live broadcast room.

With his click, bursts of fireworks were released in the live broadcast room.

[Congratulations to Xiaobei anchor for getting a management tip]

His identity is in his live broadcast room, which is equivalent to an administrator.

So such a notification is also correct.

Immediately after, a large piece of cake on the table in Xiaobei live broadcast room disappeared.

That's the last piece left.

Xiaobei's heart breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is not known who this manager is.

But thank the other person for giving himself a respite.

Lin Cang, who was watching, also saw the relaxed expression on the other party's face.

He can judge.

This person should also be the Chosen One.

Now have your own thinking.

Although I don't know which country.

After all, in the last category, the other three are the Chosen One.

What's more, he also saw Xiaobei in the video that he had come to so many places.

I've been there myself.

Lin Cang's judgment should not have gone wrong.

This live broadcast is not a special Black Pomegranate live broadcast.

So Xiaobei's duration was not controlled within three to six hours.

Instead, I chose to broadcast live for about two hours.

As the live broadcast room was closed, Lin Cang's ears moved.

He seemed to hear the sound of a cat barking.

It didn't come from inside your office.

Instead, it came from inside the live broadcast room.

Just a slight scream.

The live broadcast room was then closed.

As far as he knows.

Xiaobei should be live broadcast in the company.

The company has no cats.

Where did this cat barking sound come from?

I don't know why.

A chill rose on his back.

The air-conditioning in the office is very full.

Lin Cang rubbed himself as he froze.

Take the remote control and turn off the air conditioner.

The house warms up.

Even though his body warmed up, his heart was still cold.

I looked up at the ceiling.

The ceiling here is piece-by-piece.

I don't know if it was due to the decoration, but the ceiling at the very edge gradually loosened.

It's like there's a mouse scurrying around on it.

The ceiling shook non-stop.

I thought it was a renovation problem.

But now it seems.

It seems like something is really crawling around on it.

Maybe mice.

But it's not very likely.

After all, how can a company have rats?

Who would be crawling around on it?

Lin Cang stared closely at the gap.

As the shaking becomes more and more intense.

Snap.

Disappear.

Silence fell all around.

It's as if what just happened is an illusion.