"The broadcast is not your father, nor is it your mother, nor is it a bad friend who likes to accompany you to the game room to play games or play billiards and go to the bubble bar.
It is a pervert, an existence that disregards everything and distorts itself in pursuit of a story.
It does not need you to be grateful to it, nor does it need you to be grateful to it, nor does it need your good will.
The world is heartless and treats all things as dogs. It is about broadcasting. Whether you hate it or not, it is here. Whether you love it or not, it exists.
When you feel that you have no weakness, when it feels that the story is starting to get boring, it will take the initiative to help you create a weakness and then detonate it. Only then can it sit by the side and enjoy your hysteria, taste your pain, and savor your anger and madness.
This is its pursuit, and also its aesthetic. "
The blood corpse's voice was very soft. Although he was talking about Su Bai, wasn't he also talking about himself? He was, in fact, the clearest manifestation of the aesthetic of broadcasting. He himself possessed power comparable to that of a god. However, his own wife was shot to death by a gangster within a few minutes of his departure. The timing of the events was just right.
To say that the broadcast was not intentional,
Who would believe it?
"The broadcast does not need to be crowded, because whether the audience gathers together to worship it or gathers together to resist it, it will always be high and mighty. It is not a king, because in China, the king is known as the Son of Heaven. The Son of Heaven is not benevolent, he will be overthrown by his own people, and the regime will be overthrown. It is a tradition in China since ancient times, but the broadcast is the heavens. Throughout the dynasties, many Sons of Heaven have died, but have you ever seen the heavens be overthrown by the people?
Even if it is only once? "
The blood corpse stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Su Bai. A lifelike blood line twisted back and forth in the blood corpse's palm.
"You absorbed a portion of my blood lines previously, but it was just rootless duckweed. Simply strengthening your body for a short period of time is the most superficial use. This is the true meaning of blood lines. Unfortunately, I can't give it to you directly, and you don't dare to ask for it directly."
"Of course." Of course, Su Bai wouldn't be so stupid as to ask for it to be transferred to him. The blood corpses had tried to possess him several times before, and Su Bai wasn't that naive.
With a wave of his hand, the blood corpse began to cover the area densely. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were scattered all over the place.
"Write it down. You can figure it out slowly from time to time," said the blood corpse.
"You suddenly being so nice to me makes me a little uneasy," Su Bai said.
"I can't possibly let the strengthening technique that I created be completely uninherited, can I?" The blood corpse appeared very indifferent.
"So, this time, do you still want to go against the broadcast?" Su Bai remembered that the blood corpse had planned to possess him and then have a final showdown with Broadcast, giving him a magnificent ending.
"I was created by it. This is not the original me, nor is it the real me. With a single thought, I will return to where I came from, from nothingness to nothingness.
"Actually, there is still a chance of survival. That is, I will jump down and kill all the listeners below. Then, I will use the background of this story world as a basis for development."
"So, do you still plan to go down?"
"But I know that the woman you care about is more likely to die, but the broadcast will not kill all the listeners in this entire story world. Perhaps, when I plan to kill all the listeners and stop them from completing this mission, the broadcast will arrange for a Zhang Tianshi to suddenly jump out and kill me.
"It's the same whether I go down or not,
"It's still the same whether I go up or not.
"This is helplessness, a helplessness that even struggling feels like a waste of emotions."
The blood corpse took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and began to point out the rules of the blood lines around Su Bai.
"From here to here … From here to here … Actually, the human body is a star, and the blood lines are the framework that connects this star …"
The blood corpse's explanation was very detailed, and Su Bai could also see through his own understanding that this fellow was really explaining things about blood lines to him.
Unknowingly, Su Bai was immersed in it.
After a long time, the understanding in Su Bai's eyes became more and more intense. However, the blood corpse smiled slightly and took a step forward.
"Don't move." The understanding in Su Bai's eyes was still intense, but he still opened his mouth to remind him.
"My complete bloodline inheritance or that woman, which one will you choose?" the blood corpse asked.
"Do you have to force me to choose?" Su Bai asked in return.
"You still have the chance to choose, but I don't even have the chance to choose." The blood corpse sighed.
"In the end, your heart is still unbalanced." Su Bai smiled and said, "In the end, your heart is still filled with hatred."
"I'm already dead, so there's no point in talking about enlightenment. In any case, I'm broken now."
"So, you want to find the pleasure of being broadcast and torturing people on me?"
"More or less."
The blood corpse took another step and crossed the line. His movements were very slow, and he kept staring at Su Bai. Then, he saw that Su Bai was still standing there calmly, continuing to comprehend what he had left behind.
The blood corpse grinned and laughed. Then, his entire body fell down.
Su Bai..,
Did not stop him.
About an hour later, Su Bai slowly closed his eyes. The blood lines around him also began to blur, and finally turned into a blood mist that slowly dissipated. In the next moment, new blood lines began to appear on Su Bai's body, and the blood lines began to slowly fade, all fusing into the thousands of blood vessels in his body.
The blood lines were completely fused into Su Bai's body, which was equivalent to a complete transformation of his body. Right now, the strength of Su Bai's body had increased once again. Even if he stood still, his body would still be a fortress.
When he opened his eyes, two rays of light flashed in the depths of Su Bai's eyes.
Between Xun Er and the comprehension of the complete bloodline, Su Bai chose the latter.
Standing on the side of the line, Su Bai was expressionless,
Su Bai knew that he was a selfish person. However, people always had more expectations for themselves, but now that this expectation was gone, the completely realistic self was revealed in front of him, and it was also a little hard to accept.
But regardless of whether he could accept it..,
Himself..,
In the end, it was still himself.
Everyone's persistence actually had a price. Whether they persisted or not, they only cared about whether the price was enough.
That was all..,
Really, that was all.
This was what Su Bai thought in his heart. In his heart, he did not feel much guilt towards Xun Er and Chu Zhao, nor did he feel much self-blame towards himself. This feeling, it was as if he had thrown away a burden,
There was even a sense of relaxation.
"If you let him go, you will let me go too, right?"
A cold voice sounded from behind Su Bai,
At the same time..,
The cold muzzle was already aimed at Su Bai's back,
Behind Su Bai stood a man wearing a black cloak and a skull mask. The man's entire body was wrapped in the aura of death, as if he was the Grim Reaper who had walked out from behind the Gates of Hell.
"You're thinking too much."
Su Bai smiled, and his figure slowly turned into nothingness,
The Grim Reaper was stunned for a moment. Only then did he realize that his silence had long been discovered by the other party.
"Bang!"
A gunshot came from behind the Grim Reaper,
The Grim Reaper's entire body slid backwards, and a sunken wound appeared on his right arm. However, no blood flowed out. He did not seem to have flesh and blood, nor was he a real living being.
Covering the wound with his right hand, the Grim Reaper slowly raised his head. The incomparably deep pupils under the skull mask flickered with a star-like light,
"That's not right. You let him go, why didn't you let me go?"
The Hellfire shotgun flipped over in Su Bai's palm,
I've just eaten my fill. If I continue to eat, I won't have that much appetite. I have to move around, right? "
"Hehe, is it because I didn't take out something that's enough to move you?"
The Grim Reaper crossed his hands, and two shotguns that were exactly the same as the one in Su Bai's hands emitted a piercing cold light.
"Name a price. I think I can satisfy you."
"Unless you take off your mask and reveal a woman's face, you won't be able to satisfy me."
The corner of Su Bai's mouth curled up into a smile, and he charged straight at the other party.
The Grim Reaper's figure began to spin, and at the same time, he quickly aimed both guns at Su Bai.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ... "
A terrifying barrage of bullets began to wreak havoc around the pond. Fortunately, all the buildings and furnishings here were set to be indestructible. Otherwise, this place would have been turned into ruins in an instant.
The tyrannical airflow and energy were released. The Grim Reaper was in a stalemate with Su Bai in a proud manner, and he did not seem to be at a disadvantage. Of course, there was also the factor of Su Bai deliberately provoking Su Bai, because Su Bai still had strength to spare.
"I understand. You're still you. You haven't changed. You're learning and imitating my fighting habits. This is what you want the most," the Grim Reaper said as he fired.
Su Bai dodged and fought back at the same time. He did not reply, because at this time, any words were superfluous. He only needed to constantly figure out and modify his own movement according to the other party's figure. Even the posture and aiming of the other party when shooting could give Su Bai a lot of inspiration.
"Previously, you were so infatuated for that woman, but now you've suddenly become so utilitarian.
You're really a psychopath. "
The Grim Reaper's words carried a hint of mockery. He turned and disappeared from where he was, and then he landed on the top of Su Bai's head. His body rotated, and he continuously pulled the triggers with both guns. Totem of Hell continuously appeared around him, mixed with endless curse aura.
"Die … Die … Die … Die …"
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