Virtue is Abundant

Live company.

On the big screen in the center, a video is playing.

A young man stood high in the sky, stepping on a ferocious and terrifying bone dragon, soaring wantonly with the wind.

some moment.

He turned to the camera and said, "Because I want to be able to stand at such a high altitude to film, understand?"

After speaking, he did somersault, then ran forward a few steps, and jumped with all his might.

Seeing that he was about to jump off the bone dragon's back, who would have thought that he stretched out his hand and grabbed a protruding bone of the bone dragon tightly, hanging in the air, being blown back and forth by the wind.

Holding his mobile phone in his other hand, he smiled at the camera and said:

"Which idol is willing to do this kind of performance, I warmly welcome them to perform."

The screen freezes.

The person in charge of the commentary said: "Everyone, the data has exploded. The whole country and even the whole world are watching this video crazily. The number of likes, favorites and rewards has broken the historical record. Good results."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone answered immediately: "Since the company was founded? No."

There was a sound of keyboard tapping.

A series of data analysis curves appeared on the screen.

The company's top executives looked at those curves—although they didn't understand too esoteric data analysis—but at this moment, there was no need for deep analysis capabilities.

Because that live video is at the top of all the curves.

"contact him!"

The president of the company wiped the sweat from his forehead and said loudly: "Go all, contact him immediately, find him, and give him the best contract. We want to see the rest of the filming process of this sci-fi blockbuster!"

The voice just fell.

All the data on the big screen disappeared.

That video was also closed.

All machines stopped working.

tuk tuk -

There was a knock on the door.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, completely unaware of what happened.

"Who is it?"

A clerk ran to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, a group of people in black swarmed in. The leader walked up to the president of the company and said with a smile, "I have something to say, please wait a moment."

...

the other side.

Wu Xiaode walked ahead angrily.

The Book of the Dead chased after him and stood in front of him, and a line of small characters appeared again:

"In fact, besides being dirty, there is a quality in your soul that no one else has."

"Could it be dirty?" Wu Xiaode sneered.

"No, you have a special talent that allows you to avoid obstacles and find results directly."

"This book would like to be called—"

"Kill the game!"

Wu Xiaode stopped, and pondered: "Well... this is still a human saying..."

Think carefully.

There was no fight at all just now.

Maybe it was the deterrent to those guys.

"Does the shot put really work?"

Wu Xiaode asked with interest.

On the Book of the Dead, lines of small ice crystal characters quickly appeared:

"The current level of the silent magic fog is: 0."

"Instinct skills of this level cannot be realized into real objects, so the shot put is fake."

"Haha, that's how it is." Wu Xiaode laughed.

A line of conclusion emerged from the Book of the Undead:

"From now on, the Silent Magic Mist will absorb your two characteristics of 'dirty' and 'killing the game' to produce corresponding ever-changing."

"You need to keep improving its level, remember."

Wu Xiaode was watching, when the phone rang in his trousers pocket.

Picking up the phone, it was Zhao Junyu calling.

"What's wrong?"

"My father wants to see you, come quickly."

...

This is Wu Xiaode's first time entering the palace.

Before entering the palace, he went through twelve checks.

From his appearance to his belongings, to his irises and even his blood, he has undergone strict procedures and tests.

Even so, when Wu Xiaode walked into the palace, looking at those serious palace guards, he also felt that they would come up to fight him at any time.

Zhao Junyu led him all the way into the side hall next to the main meeting hall.

"Father is dealing with some business, take a rest here for a while, and a servant will come to call us later." Zhao Junyu explained.

"This is too strict." Wu Xiaode sat down on the chair, turned his head and glanced at the pastries on the table.

I haven't tasted the royal pastry yet, would you like to have a piece?

As soon as this idea came to his mind, some ominous thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind.

——What if these pastries are highly poisonous?

What if it is a colorless, odorless poison that kills when touched?

Wu Xiaode shook his head.

How could I have such a thought...

The Book of the Dead fell down and spread out in front of his eyes, revealing a line of small characters written in ice crystals:

"You opened the wall of sighs in the kingdom of death."

"You have a very keen sense of death, and you can occasionally detect those unknown dangers."

detect danger...

"Is this pastry edible?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I advise you not to eat it. After you rode a dragon, many people wanted you dead, even my father couldn't stop it." Zhao Junyu said.

"This pastry—"

"It has been stored for a long time, and no one eats it."

"Okay, what do you usually do with your meals? What if someone poisons you?"

"So I seldom eat outside food, I have someone to cook."

Wu Xiaode nodded and gave up.

He suddenly noticed that Zhao Junyu's complexion was a little uncomfortable.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Just now my sister told me that at midnight last night... both of our strong men died."

"A master with more than 10 points of soul power?"

"One has 10 points of soul power, and the other has 13 points."

"how so?"

"The other world has become more and more dangerous, and we estimate that it will be destroyed." Zhao Junyu sighed.

The royal family lost two masters.

Wu Xiaode stroked his chin, and said softly: "No wonder that Fu Zhengyang of the Tiger Crane school dared to trouble me..."

after awhile.

A servant came in to report that the emperor had called.

Wu Xiaode and Zhao Junyu stood up, and followed the servant into the meeting hall.

Turn around a large screen with seven fans.

For the first time he saw His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire.

The roof beam of the main hall is estimated to be nearly ten meters high. Under the cover of golden eaves and jade walls, many green bamboos are planted.

When the draft wind blew past, the bamboo forest made a rustling sound, which lasted for a long time.

On the grass among the bamboo groves, there was a gold-painted throne with thirty-six dragons and clouds, on which sat a weak man.

The man was wearing a silver metal helmet, which covered his eyes and most of his head, only his nose and mouth could be seen.

There are hundreds of thin pipelines densely packed on the metal helmet, one end is submerged in the helmet, the other end is over the throne, all of them go deep into the darkness behind the hall, and they don’t know where they lead.

This is the emperor of the empire.

Standing by the side of the throne was a stunning young girl with picturesque eyes and a cold expression, she just nodded slightly when she saw the two people coming in, and didn't say much.

There is no one else around.

Wu Xiaode followed Zhao Junyu and was about to salute.

But the emperor waved his hand and said, "You don't need to be too polite, just come and talk."

Zhao Junyu asked: "How is Father feeling today?"

"I almost died. Fortunately, I thought that this thing is too heavy, which is not conducive to your height development, so I survived a wave of empty blood." The emperor flicked the helmet with his fingers and said with a sigh.

Zhao Junyu's face turned pale, and he tremblingly said: "Why is this? Didn't the imperial doctor say that your health has improved?"

The emperor smiled and said: "Every time something happens in the world, the central brain will fall into crazy calculations - it has never faced such incomprehensible things, and it will make me overwhelmed by the way."

He looked at Wu Xiaode with admiring eyes, and continued:

"Wu Xiaode, I like your live broadcast, but there are too many flaws in your live broadcast, so I will help you fix things so that you won't be criticized in the future."

A valet came in with a tray and knelt before the emperor.

Wu Xiaode looked over and saw the four treasures of the study on the tray, with a stack of blank five-color papers in the middle.

The emperor picked up the pen and said, "I will give you a film and television company now, which will be invested and constructed by the royal family, and all affairs will be handled by special personnel. As for the name—"

He looked at Wu Xiaode, and murmured: "In case there are monsters attacking again, you will have to play in this live broadcast, tell me, what's the best name?"

Wu Xiaode was a little surprised, but also very happy in his heart.

Originally, if someone insisted on arguing, in fact, those two live broadcasts were unreasonable.

Some things are bound to be taken out and magnified.

Countless people will find out their true identities from human flesh on the Internet.

At that time, everyone will naturally find that they are just teenagers, and there is no company that "makes science fiction blockbusters" behind them.

Once this thing becomes a lie——

It will be difficult to collect likes through live broadcast in the future.

But I desperately need the praise and admiration from all living beings from the heart.

Now that the emperor of the empire stands on the platform in person and supports himself, then naturally everything will be cleaned up neatly.

There will be no more hidden dangers in this regard.

Wu Xiaode smiled and said:

"Thank you Your Majesty, my live broadcast is probably related to fighting, and my surname is Wu—"

"Wu Yunchanglong?" Zhao Junyu interjected.

"No, we want to set an example for the majority of netizens. We must pay attention to peace and peace, make friends with martial arts, and convince others with virtue. This is the fighting spirit in my mind." Wu Xiaode said solemnly.

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

The emperor looked down at the multicolored paper, as if there was something so interesting on the paper that he didn't want to look up at Wu Xiaode at all.

The iceberg-like girl glanced at him, her face full of anger.

How much did you do in one night?

How many people were killed?

As far as you said-

Not ashamed?

The corners of Zhao Junyu's mouth twitched, and he simply shook his hands, too lazy to start a conversation.

Wu Xiaode looked at this and then at that.

Hey, why are you ignoring me?

I said very well.

for a moment.

The emperor sighed, picked up the pen, and said unhurriedly:

"I am also an old netizen, but I can't stand your spirit."

"However, what you said is right, well, it is also a direction to pursue."

"Then call it that."

I saw the emperor holding a writing brush, writing four big characters quickly on the five-color paper:

"Wu De is abundant."