Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

Gu Yu politely rejected the man's ridiculous request to join:

"In our industry, the requirements for appearance are quite high. You may not be suitable for it."

Jiang Yuan insisted: "Why is my appearance not good enough? I used to be the school hunk. If that doesn't work, you can let me wear a black suit and be a bodyguard. I'm pretty good at fighting."

Quan Wuxia behind him couldn't stand it anymore and sneered, "You low-class bastard, why don't you take a piss and see what you look like?"

We have seen many such people who lack human rights. This toad has no ability at all and only thinks about eating swan meat all day long. Even if he talks nonsense after he goes out, he is destined not to cause any waves.

What's more, this kind of trash doesn't have the courage to compete with him.

Not wanting to even look at Jiang Yuan any longer, Quan Wuxia turned around and left.

Gu Yu spread his hands to Jiang Yuan: "Look, the president doesn't agree."

"......嘤, I'm not worthy." Jiang Yuan covered his face sadly, but he was relieved in his heart: Phew, I got away with it.

Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing, and being an idiot is the only way to survive. But his naive idea was soon slapped in the face.

The battle was over, and the entire Niutuo Village was burned to ashes. Ying Zixi entered the live broadcast room to chat.

Guyu moved a pink sofa from the props bar and helped the anchor sit in the middle of the dam. She put on makeup while flirting with the fans in the live broadcast room.

At the same time, the bodyguards were also busy, and they scattered around the village to look for follow-up clues. But an hour later, when it was almost dark, they still found nothing.

Ying Zixi was getting impatient with the chat, and kept using her eyes and gestures to ask Quan Wuxia off-camera: How long will we talk? What's the next step?

Quan Wuxia quickly called back the bodyguards to inquire about the situation, but the bodyguards shook their heads and said nervously:

"No trace of the suspected sect master was found."

“No other villagers were found either.”

"We searched the whole village, but found no clues except for a bunch of villagers' dead tablets."

"All the exits around the village are blocked by the invisible wall of the game. We can't get out."

They were just short of slamming the word "stuck" in Quan Wuxia's face.

As the name suggests, being stuck means that the player is stuck in the game for various reasons and cannot move forward. In the case of game live streaming, it is considered a broadcasting accident and will affect the popularity of the anchor over time.

In the live broadcast room, seeing that the host was running out of work, fans began to suggest that she bite the lighter.

However, despite the emergency, Quan Wuxia surprisingly did not lose his temper. Instead, he waved his hands and said to the bodyguards, "Okay, go look for him again."

The men in black suits quickly fled the scene and continued to look for clues.

As a small assistant, Guyu was somewhat anxious as he watched the data in the live broadcast room keep declining. As for Jiang Yuan, he was a low-level salted fish and a non-staff member who was just passing by. He didn't care about it and squatted leisurely on the roadside, eating pumpkin seeds he picked up from the ground.

He thought with glee: We're going to massacre the entire village the moment we enter the door, if you don't get stuck, who will?

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the faces of the people at the scene were getting darker and darker. They looked very nervous and uneasy. However, Quan Wuxia didn't seem to be worried about this live broadcast accident at all. He sat in a rocking chair and played with his mobile phone. He also took the time to glance at Jiang Yuan from time to time, which made Jiang Yuan feel uneasy.

Jiang Yuan: Why is he looking at me?

He didn't understand why, so he came close to Guyu and asked in a low voice: "Xiaoyu, why does your president look at me from time to time? Has he changed his mind and wants to recruit me as an anchor?"

Gu Yu's mouth twitched: "What are you thinking about?"

"Then why is he looking at me? And the game is stuck, why is he so calm?"

"Shh! Don't say these two unlucky words!" Guyu said nervously, and then lowered his voice: "Our president is not worried about getting stuck. The one who should be worried about getting stuck is you!"

Jiang Yuan: “Ah?”

Guyu: "Our president has a prop called [Saint's Redemption]. If you get stuck in the game, you only need to sacrifice a male player to the Saint in exchange for a clue to pass the level."

Jiang Yuan tapped his hands: "I see."

Guyu: "Then here comes the question. First of all, I am a girl. Then, among all the men here, who do you think is most likely to be sacrificed?"

Jiang Yuan looked around and pointed at himself: "Me?"

Gu Yu praised: "That's right! And you see, those bodyguards seem to be trying very hard to find clues, but they know it very well. In fact, it doesn't matter whether they can find clues or not, as long as they act more hardworking than you."

Jiang Yuan suddenly became so panicked that he stammered: "Kekekeke, didn't you tell me before that I could lie flat?"

"That's also the case when there's no stuck!" Guyu finished explaining, and then continued:

"I'll tell you another secret. The last time the president entered the critical level, he brought a total of 23 people, but in the end only four people came out. In addition to the president, the remaining three were female anchors. Guess where the rest went?"

Jiang Yuan: "Wait, why are you suddenly telling me so much?"

Guyu: "Guess?"

Jiang Yuan: ...

That was obviously to make Jiang Yuan die clearly. I have to say, this girl is really kind-hearted.

Gu Yu couldn't help but sigh and patted Jiang Yuan on the shoulder: "Brother, be careful in your next life."

Jiang Yuan finally figured out how Quan Wuxia played the game. There was no need to use his brain at all, just risking lives!

Just as the two were whispering, Jiang Yuan saw Quan Wuxia, who was sitting not far away, pointing at the screen of his mobile phone and opening the Infinity app to take out props.

Seeing half of a cross sticking out of the phone screen, Jiang Yuan suddenly shouted, "Ah! I remember it!"

It scared the people around.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Jiang Yuan took the initiative to jump to Quan Wuxia's side: "President Quan, listen to me, I have encountered this situation before, I know what to do!"

Quan Wuxia raised his eyebrows, turned off the phone screen, and said coldly: "Put it away."

He was going to listen to this low-level bastard finish his fart before considering whether to offer the sacrifice.

Jiang Yuan whispered something in his ear for a long time. Quan Wuxia's eyes narrowed into a slit. He thought about it with his simple brain and felt that there was some truth in it.

Quan Wuxia: "Okay, it sounds like you can give it a try, but if you mess it up..."

Jiang Yuan nodded: "I understand. These are my last words."

"Ha." You are a sensible boy.

Then, Quan Wuxia handed the headphones to Jiang Yuan and asked him to directly direct Ying Zixi to operate.

Ying Zixi was dancing for her fans at the moment, and had already reached the 72-step Shaolin Kick Move. When she heard Jiang Yuan's command, she was startled at first, then smiled and made a big question mark with her body. It was not until Quan Wuxia gave her an OK gesture that she stopped what she was doing and prepared to do as Jiang Yuan said.

Although she didn't quite believe it, she considered that she had no other work to do at the moment. If she failed, it would just be another bad job. She might as well give it a try.

"Alright, alright! Brothers, follow me! We've almost finished dancing, it's time to continue playing the game. Next, watch me make a baby live for you!"

The live broadcast room, which was about to fall asleep, was instantly stirred by her shocking words. The fans who were about to click the cross in the upper right corner and leave immediately stopped and widened their eyes.

[What is live streaming???]

[Sister Xi doesn’t need to ruin her career even if she has no work! ]

[Oh my god, is this sister so awesome? ]

[Is Sister Xi going to start skirting the line again? Shushu, I can’t keep up with the nutrition. 】

[Strongly condemn, hurry up, the kids love it! I always have tissues ready. ]

[Quickly record the screen, brothers, new material is about to be born! ! ]

Under everyone's expectant and enthusiastic gazes, Ying Zixi walked to the single sofa, squatted on the ground, used the sofa as a table, and casually took out a bunch of cosmetics and placed them on the sofa.

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Then the fans in the live broadcast room saw the following picture of making a human being:

The anchor took out a few cotton pads, rubbed them, wrapped the cotton ball with cotton pads, and tightened it with a disposable hairband, making a shape similar to a sunny doll. She poked four cotton swabs on its body as limbs, and finally used an eyeshadow palette and lipstick to draw simple facial features for it.

Soon, a palm-sized cotton doll was made in full view of everyone.

Some comments praised

[If Teacher Xi had been born a few years earlier, there would be no chance for Nuwa to have such skills. ]

[Devil's figure, devil's craftsmanship. 】

After making the doll according to Jiang Yuan's instructions, Ying Zixi felt a little unsatisfied. She used her creativity to stick a pair of false eyelashes on the top of the doll's head as hair, making it look similar to Brother Shan Ji back then.

After the puppet was made, Jiang Yuan asked Quan Wuxia for a stack of banknotes and asked Guyu to deliver it to the anchor to be burned as paper money.

Ying Zixi: "Hahaha, brothers, I'm going to summon a ghost to this doll, but there's no paper money here, time is tight and the task is heavy, I can't waste your time, so I can only... ding ding ding ding! Burn real money!!!"

The live broadcast room was boiling again, and everyone kept praising the host for his magnanimity and generosity.

Ying Zixi placed the small cotton doll on the sofa and chanted "May God bless you" while burning a piece of money, then another piece of money, then another piece of money, and another piece of money at it. When all the money was burned, the doll was still sitting there, without any movement.

Quan Wuxia turned around and looked at Jiang Yuan beside him.

Jiang Yuan took a step back and said, "Don't...don't be anxious. When the atmosphere of failure reaches its peak, the doll will move again, which will be more effective for the show, right?"

Quan Wuxia: "I think it would be more comedic if your ghost moved inside this doll after you were sacrificed to the gods."

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Jiang Yuan's forehead: "That's not necessary, boss."

But just as Jiang Yuan said, just when everyone thought Ying Zixi had messed up and even Ying Zixi herself felt extremely guilty, a miracle finally happened.

A gust of cold wind blew by, blowing away the white smoke from the burning banknotes, just like someone took a deep breath of the fragrance of money, and then the arm of the little man sitting on the sofa moved.

[It’s moving! This little man is moving, look! 】

【Wow!! Sister Xi can actually summon spirits! 】

[I thought you were doing something new again, but I didn't expect you to be serious! ]

[My goddess sister can actually cast spells!! One more reason to love you!!!]

[My female Bodhisattva is so awesome!!!]

Then, under the gazes of everyone in and out of the live broadcast room, the little white baby stood up tremblingly, his movements slow and stiff, his hands behind his back, hunched over like an old man.

"Look, guys! This is the new magic I learned. Isn't it awesome!" After showing off, Ying Zixi turned around and asked the little kid:

"Who are you?"

The cotton doll said stupidly: "I...I am the village chief of Niutuo Village, my name is Niu Fugui."

Ying Zixi smiled brightly: "It turns out to be Village Chief Niu. Did you know that your village was occupied by paper figures? I have just driven away these weird creatures and avenged you!"

After she finished speaking sweetly, the cotton doll lowered its head heavily, thought for a while, then slowly raised its head and said: "To be honest, the first person you killed when you entered the village just now was me..."

Ying Zixi's smile froze:...

Village Chief Niu continued, "I wanted to tell you that although we are made of paper, we are not bad ghosts...but you didn't give me the time...and..."

"and?"

"Besides... I was the one who hired you outsiders to come and help..." The village chief's voice became smaller and smaller, filled with regret and self-blame.

"..."

Ying Zixi pursed her red lips, and her failure to control her facial expression was as if she was constipated.

According to the law of conservation of smile, when a smile disappears in one place, that smile will inevitably move to other places. For example, when Ying Zixi's smile disappears, that smile will move to the live broadcast room.

At this moment, there was laughter in the live broadcast room and the fans were all laughing.

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha so so sister, you screwed your employer as soon as you entered the village hahahahaha]

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha it’s you!!! Where did you come from, this comedy genius hahahahahaha!!!]

[Sister Xi, did you do this on purpose? Hahahahahahahaha!!!]

[The village chief seems very regretful now, but I really want to laugh hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!! ]

[Good work deserves a reward hahahahahahahahahahahaha!! ]

Ying Zixi could only twitch her lips awkwardly but politely: "...Yeah, ha, ha, ha, ha, funny, right...?"

Fortunately, due to the maximum effect of this live broadcast, fans generously gave a large number of gifts, which eased the girl's frustration.

After solving the stuck problem, Quan Wuxia's complexion looked visibly better.

The clue character who issued the task had returned, and there was no need to sacrifice anyone anymore. Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, but when he looked up, he saw Quan Wuxia was still clicking on the phone's item bar.

What does this guy want to do again! ?

Fortunately, Quan Wuxia was not so cruel as to destroy the bridge after crossing it, or rather, not yet. He pointed out three milky white pearls on his mobile phone and threw them to Jiang Yuan.

"For your reward."