In the rules of survival of the listeners, this was the most basic foundation. Even Su Bai, the fat monk, and the others actually had such a relationship. It was just that as they got to know each other more and more deeply, everyone could not help but look further ahead. Friendship now was for greater compensation and benefits in the future, so it could reflect a kind of "friendship". In fact, it was just to maximize benefits.
For example, Fatso and Su Bai's trip to Qinhuang Island was based on this plan.
Obviously, Su Bai didn't have any friendship with Ni Lan and Xu Dong. If they could con someone, they would do it. If Ni Lan and Xu Dong were in their shoes, they would do it without hesitation.
Because of that, Xu Dong and Ni Lan looked at Su Bai with hatred. They were all in soul form, so they could only maintain a blurry human shape. They didn't have eyes either.
Among the three of them, Su Bai's soul was the most solid. There was even a layer of light blue fire around him. This was because Su Bai had burned his own body to inject power into his soul. He couldn't maintain it for too long. However, Su Bai didn't plan to maintain it for too long. Since he couldn't bring his body out, he might as well make use of it. Now, he just needed to pass as many hurdles as he could. They were all listeners at this level, so it was rare for them to be passive and wait for death. Unless their hearts were forcefully opened by the broadcast, there was nothing they could do about it.
The three of them, no, more accurately, the three souls were separated again. It seemed like the broadcast still wanted to arrange for a one-on-one battle.
The three souls were more than a kilometer away from each other, and only a blurry shadow could be seen between them. At the same time, the three doors appeared in front of everyone, and it was exactly the same as in the first round. Everyone's opponent also walked out from the doors.
However, last time, the three of them were in peak condition. Although Su Bai had fought with Ni Lan, it could only be treated as a warm-up. It was far from the point where both sides were injured. Therefore, in the face of the low-level listeners who had been forced to increase their strength by the broadcast and were equipped with magical artifacts, the three of them were actually like walking dogs. They easily got rid of these three fellows who were trying to pretend to be elephants.
However, now, the three of them were weak souls. If they faced each other again, it would really be very dangerous.
Perhaps …
Among the three of them, someone would probably fall in this round.
Squeeze it out bit by bit, play it bit by bit,
This …
Perhaps this was what the broadcast wanted to see the most.
…
Inside the glass window, there were only three people left.
The man in the red suit chuckled as he slowly poured the champagne onto the floor. "Oh, you sure are good at acting. I really didn't notice it at all."
"Oh, your acting is really good. I really didn't notice it at all." The man in the uniform said. His gaze was fixed on the man with disheveled hair who was curled up in the corner.
In the field, the man in the red suit and the man in the uniform had actually noticed each other in the first round. Although both of them had subconsciously hidden themselves in the group of "Naive" low-level listeners around them, there were always some details that could be discovered. Or rather, this kind of detail was just a senior listener looking for another senior listener
This was because everyone knew that in this environment, it was definitely not a wise thing to expose their identity as a senior listener to the low-level listeners who had the advantage in numbers.
In a story world, a senior listener was definitely an unreachable level to a low-level listener. Back then, when Liu Fuquan came to look for Su Bai, even if he had other thoughts and intentions, the way he addressed him as "Sir" was definitely not a simple act, but a manifestation of the true difference in status between the two sides.
The weak huddled together and isolated the strong. This was a very normal thing. Therefore, these two people saw through each other and did not say it out loud. It was fine as long as they knew it in their hearts. And now …
There were only three people left in the glass mirror. There was nothing to hide, and there was no need to hide.
The man in the red suit was called Chen Feng, and the man in the uniform was called Lu Chen. Chen Feng's attire was slightly exaggerated. His previous performance, whether it was talking or drinking, was exaggerated to his heart's content, making people feel that he was just a low-level listener, a low-level listener who was easily provoked, a superficial guy who could not control his emotions.
As for Lu Chen, he was dressed in a police uniform. He rarely spoke or expressed his opinions. His figure was slightly thin, and even though he was wearing a police uniform, he still could not support his temperament.
The audience really did not care much about their identities in the real world. Whether you were a police officer or not, it really did not matter much. No matter how much people killed or set fire, the police in the real world could not care less.
Moreover, this policeman seemed to be a little good-looking but useless.
However, when there were only three people left in the glass mirror, Chen Feng's temperament suddenly changed. Even though he was wearing a bright red suit, he suddenly looked calm and reserved. His eyebrows were filled with experiences and stories.
Lu Chen's back straightened at this moment. The dignified aura of a police officer was immediately established. Moreover, it was not just the aura brought about by his identity as a police officer. More importantly, it was the aura that emanated from his body. That kind of killing decisiveness, that kind of ruthlessness, that kind of strength.
After all, there were too many differences between a veteran and a low-level listener. The difference between the two was like the difference between a general and a refugee, in all aspects.
The remaining person was squatting in the corner. He had been squatting there and smoking a cigarette. He had quite a lot of cigarettes in his pocket. One after another, there was a pile of cigarette butts in front of him.
"Pretending to be mysterious?" Chen Feng walked in front of the fellow and squatted down. "Brother, I don't believe that in this world, there would be a high-level listener. Hehe."
Generally speaking, a low-level listener referred to those with a completion rate of less than 4. A veteran listener referred to those who had fused with a life weapon or were close to fusing with a life weapon. As for a high-level listener, it referred to those at the level of Yan Huihong and Lan Lin.
The man's hair was messy and his eyes were somewhat unfocused. Even though Chen Feng was squatting in front of him, he acted as if he did not see him and continued to smoke one cigarette after another.
"This time, in the world of the story, we deserve it."
Lu Chen appeared to be very calm.
The Horror Broadcast would reward listeners who had done their best for them. When their impression of them had reached a certain level, the reward would come.
Lu Chen and Chen Feng were both very enthusiastic listeners in the real world. They would not give up on any opportunity to help the Horror Broadcast complete a mission in real life. They would actively resolve incidents that could affect the balance of the real world. This time, the three veterans who were sinners were like three rotten Da Bai vegetables to the Horror Broadcast. However, it was similar to the incident with the blood corpse. The Horror Broadcast could not bear to just cremate these three rotten Da Bai vegetables or casually throw them into the rubbish heap. Trash could still be used.
For the Nephilic Judges, their main mission was actually very obvious. It was to kill these three sinners and obtain one of their enhancements. If a veteran could obtain the strongest enhancement from another veteran, it would not only increase their strength by a little, but it would also increase their strength by leaps and bounds.
The man with disheveled hair was still smoking. When he saw Lu Chen and Chen Feng still standing in front of him, he frowned slightly. "Is something the matter?"
"No, I'm just worried that if you continue to smoke, this whole building will be burned down by you." Chen Feng and Lu Chen exchanged glances. Both of them felt that they had probably encountered a senior listener with a strange personality. This type of person was very rare, but it was not unheard of. Some people grew stronger, but their personalities became more and more eccentric. However, they just could not die.
"Don't worry about that, I specialize in extinguishing fires."
The man with disheveled hair chuckled. He lit another cigarette and continued to smoke happily. When he raised his head to speak, everyone could clearly see his face. Under the greasy surface was a middle-aged man of about 40 or 50 years old. Although there was no lack of older listeners in the audience, it was indeed rare for an older listener to reach the level of a veteran.
...
The person who walked out from the door in front of Su Bai was a woman. It was a woman that surprised Su Bai. The woman wore a purple blue armor and held a red leather whip in her hand. She looked really heroic.
"I really didn't expect it to be you," Su Bai said with a sigh.
"I also didn't expect to meet you here. Actually, I really hoped that you would die in the previous rounds. I was really afraid of meeting you."
The equipment and weapons on the woman's body were very eye-catching. It was as if she was in a comic book convention. This was because her previous level was too low. If the broadcast of terror increased one's strength, it would be based on the original development model of the low-level listeners. This was also because the low-level listeners' own strength and equipment were too low. They were not strong to begin with, and their enhancement was not deep enough. Their magic tools were also relatively low-level. The result of forcefully increasing their strength was that the red and green colors were very festive, and they lost the taste of a high-level magic tool.
Fake, after all, it was fake.
"Alright, I'm a soul body now anyway. That leather whip of yours is also targeted at the soul, so it can restrain me. Come on."
As Su Bai spoke, he took the initiative to move forward.
It seemed to be saying,
Come on,
Hurry up and whip me,
I'm looking for a whip …
