In an ordinary residential area in a certain city.
An ordinary working elite man comes home exhausted and habitually opens the screen of his mobile phone and clicks to start X God.
He lay down on the sofa, kicked off the leather boots he had been wearing all day, moved his feet, and sighed comfortably: "I have worked hard all day, all for my wife and husbands."
In order to support paper husbands and wives, I endured difficulties from my boss at work and spent every hard day, but I felt rewarded the moment I went online.
I clicked my fingers quickly, and after swiping a dragon, I came to the main city area.
Here you can accept tasks posted by NPCs.
Players can choose three modes: difficult, easy, and simple according to the team's level of training.
The men's team has a high level of training, but the characters are not rare. Most of them are three-star characters, and there is only one high-level four-star character.
He focused all his resources on four-star characters. Every time he played a book, the four stars would do all their crazy output in front of him, and the remaining four would yell: "666".
It's boring to grind dungeons while idle.
He habitually opens the World Channel and wants to see other people's 818.
"Huh? What is this?"
The man's eyes suddenly focused on the screen and he sat up: "Xu Yanyu Xu Best Actor will give 100% SSR live broadcast?"
He subconsciously blurted out: "How is this possible?"
You must know that X God SSRs are very rare. There are only twenty SSRs in the entire card pool. Whoever owns all SSRs can form four powerful first-class teams. They can single push the world BOSS and get generous rewards. The same single push player's family You will also receive enviable blessing rewards.
The big guys on countless lists want to get the first kill.
But unfortunately, the planner of God X is really a bitch, and he refused to let everyone draw them together despite the pressure.
"Isn't it possible? Brother Xu wants to draw cards live on live broadcast? 100% SSR explosion rate?"
The man murmured to himself and quickly typed: "Brother Xu is Mr. Xu's cousin. Mr. Xu must have asked the planner to adjust his account."
Yes, that must be the case.
Otherwise, how could anyone win the SSR 100% of the time?
Someone in the world immediately jumped out to refute: "How could Brother Xu use such means?"
"That's right, Brother Xu has true love for God X. He would rather spend money on it... Based on Brother Xu's exposed account name, we found out that he paid God X 1.5 million in krypton in a month."
"Mystery does not change wrongs, krypton does not change destiny, great strength can produce miracles."
"Ahem, cough, cough, the building in front is crooked. Listen to me, Brother Xu said, if you don't believe that you can donate your account, it's best to have more African chiefs..."
"What an African Emirate. He started a live broadcast for everyone to log in with a player account, and then he was kicked out ten times in a row. PS: The number of words in his speech is limited. It's uncomfortable. He is a daily dissing dog planning and not being human."
"Live broadcast card drawing..."
The man switched the interface and took a look at the diligent four-star boss in his team. He swallowed his saliva and said: What should I do? He was heartbroken.
Looking at the World Channel again, I don't know who has organized a "Brother Xu, please draw me" team, preparing to go to Xu Yanyu's v-blog to leave a message at night, begging for his account to be drawn.
Even if it's fake, we won't lose.
Is there anything more uncomfortable than the African Emirates?
No, not at all.
The man decisively made up his mind: "The large troops in front are waiting for me. Please take me with you. If you are not a chief, please get on the bus."
I am destined to have no sleep tonight.
Countless x-gods and non-chiefs flocked to leave messages on Xu Yanyu's account, all of which said: "Blessings to Brother Xu." After that, they posted the characters in their account's warehouse, the number of characters, poor materials, etc.
It makes a person sad when he hears it, and sheds tears when he sees it.
The people watching the melon-eating did not expect that there were so many African chiefs.
Jaw-dropping.
Occasionally, two sour posts appeared, but before I even had time to write a few words, they were completely swallowed up by the "lucky" army, and they couldn't stir up any waves.
Xu Yanyu from Majiatun had a good sleep.
The phone is turned off immediately and no calls can come in.
Early the next morning, Xu Yanyu, who was still unconscious in his sleep, was startled by the sudden dazzling sunlight.
"Brother...what are you doing..."
He reached out and grabbed the alarm clock, opened his eyelids half-closed and saw, my dear, it's eight o'clock in the morning.
He pulled up the quilt and covered his head: "Let me sleep a little longer."
Xu Yanzhao had already finished washing, and his body exuded a faint smell of mint perfume, looking like a human and a dog.
Looking at the cicada chrysalis brother on the bed, he raised his eyebrows slightly and waved his hand: "Come on."
A small figure rushed in from the door, flew toward the bed, and pressed it down heavily: "Get up, brother!!!"
"woc!!!"
There was a scream from the quilt, and he struggled to crawl out a hand and struggled hard: "Help... someone is going to die... help me..."
Ning Ning grabbed the edge of the quilt and opened it with all her strength: "Stop sleeping, get up quickly, the sun is shining on your butt."
Xu Yanyu wished she could bury herself underground and have an undisturbed sleep. She angrily shed painful and helpless tears: "You two bad guys..."
What evil has he done?
Ning Ning specially changed into an ice blue miniskirt today, with a pearl tassel belt tied in the middle. Pink pearls the size of thumbs were flowing with a lustrous luster. The miniskirt swayed and jingled.
The skirt and the lower waist are covered with a thin layer of white gauze, revealing the cute short legs, and then pure white cotton socks are connected to Martin boots tied with bows.
Her black and smooth hair was tied into a bud, with a small ruby hibiscus flower hairpin inserted diagonally in the middle.
"nice."
Xu Yanyu held a toothbrush in his mouth and took the time to give a thumbs up to his sister: "Who combed this hair?"
I was so lucky that I didn't say the second half of the sentence, it was stuck in my throat.
Because Xu Yanzhao smiled at him: "I combed it."
"Cough cough cough."
A great actor almost choked to death on toothpaste foam.
After washing up, I put on clean and fresh sportswear and jogged along the village for half an hour. I came back and drank a cup of black coffee, and then ate a meat bun with boiled eggs.
The last trace of sleepiness on Xu Yanyu disappeared.
He took out his mobile phone and clicked on the V-Bot, and was startled: "Hey, Lao Xu, do you want to come and see the players' resentment towards your x-god plan?"
There are tens of thousands of floors full of posts complaining about and showing evidence of African chieftains.
There are so many grievances that I can support several Sadako.
"Snapped."
A document flew from the air and hit Xu Yanyu on the head.
Xu Yanyu turned around with a grin on his face and saw his brother's sullen expression. He complained back: Forget it, if a good brother doesn't fight with a bastard brother, who's to say he can't beat this guy?
"Come on, let's beat the African chiefs."
Since Xu Yanyu wanted to use someone else's account to draw cards, he had to prove that he wasn't cheating. He eagerly downloaded a live broadcast software and asked Butler Xu to help him debug it for a long time, and finally got it right.
"Ning Ning, are you okay?"
