Chapter 1132 She Will Retire...

"Okay, I've got the drone out... umm."

"Ah! Someone attacked the rescue team?! Uh... repelled? Won? Oh, ok, I see, I will be careful."

Putting down the satellite phone, Jia Long had a strange expression on his face.

The first strange thing is that she was full of confidence, thinking that there would be no battles and attacks in Antarctica, but there were still battles.

Another thing that made her feel weird was that the enemy was not attacking her, but the "rescue team" behind her.

The performance of the rescue team surprised her even more, because they actually won.

"Is this not bothering me? It still disturbs me a little bit, system. Could it be that this is what you promised?"

Jia Long was silent, complaining to the system.

She figured it out, the gunfire that she had been hearing vaguely before should not be her hallucinations, but a real battle.

After receiving the call, the tension in Jia Long's heart instantly rose to the top of his throat.

Doesn't this count as bothering yourself?

What's more, it's all coming to me. It's not a strange thing when those assailants who don't know their origin suddenly attack me.

Are you bothering me?

She really wanted to complain about the system.

Even if she believed in the guarantee of the system, she still felt uneasy.

"Drone, come back."

In the tent, Jia Long waved his hand, and the drone that flew out because of the satellite phone, immediately rushed back.

"Meng Longlong is good or bad, drive us out for a while."

"It's too much, cancel it and cancel it."

"Xiaolong still has a secret from us, be careful that everyone doesn't love you."

In the barrage, many viewers made gas-blocking comments.

But this is all a joke. After staying in Jia Long's live broadcast room for a long time, I know that since 'Master Long' obtained the gold medal hunter certificate, her identity has become sensitive. When she won the gold medal hunter certificate, she had fans It is asserted that Jia Long is likely to bid farewell to the live broadcast industry.

Although she did not bid farewell to the live broadcasting industry later because of Jia Long's own insistence, but as her ability became stronger and her identity became more sensitive, it was inevitable that there would be a lot of news that was inconvenient for ordinary people to know .

Everyone didn't ask questions, they were just joking.

"Hahaha, I just answered a wrong call, come on, let's continue to eat dinner, I should rest and sleep after eating."

"Well, the energy bar is still so unpalatable. Well, it's almost nine o'clock for Long Xia, everyone, don't play too late, those who should go to sleep should go to bed, and those who should do their homework should do their homework, don't delay It's sleep time."

Jia Long said the above remarks to the audience in a 'lesson' tone.

Everyone immediately retorted because of her caring but wrong tone.

The matter of the satellite phone just now was taken out of rhythm in an instant, as if no one remembered it anymore.

This is the ability to control the field that Jia Long has cultivated now. If there is any bad rhythm, she can use many methods to transfer that rhythm.

After dinner, the girl didn't tidy up much, she didn't even wash up her grooming, but lay down hastily.

She was really tired, and besides, there might be enemies lurking nearby, Jia Long didn't have the heart to wash up in the freezing cold anymore.

Anyway, adventure in Antarctica,

It is common sense not to take a bath for ten days and a half months, just bear it.

"The eighth day of the South Pole has passed, and the next is the ninth day. According to the speed, we will probably set foot on the South Pole tomorrow. This is a milestone event in this live broadcast. Don't miss tomorrow. Good night then."

Jia Long put on the blindfold.

Lying in a sleeping bag where the temperature is gradually rising, it is impossible to fall asleep so easily.

Being cold is one thing, and another thing is what the satellite phone said to her earlier, which made her toss and turn, how could she fall asleep all of a sudden.

"System, you can assure me again, is it true that no attackers came to attack me during the Antarctic trip?"

Jia Long couldn't bear it, and asked the system again.

"..."

The system will not answer.

"Hmph, don't dare to answer, I guess you are not sure, otherwise why did you ask me to bring guns and ammunition?"

Jia Long was mediocre, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was right.

"Wow, how can I sleep like this. I don't want to fall asleep and someone goes out of the tent and shoots me in the head."

She tossed and turned, almost trying to sit up again.

"But...the system is a system. What it says must be right. I have no reason not to trust it."

"But... I'm not afraid of anything, just in case. If there is some attacker who sneaks up to attack on the spur of the moment, it is not impossible for such a close enemy to have an accident."

"Besides, the group of armed bodyguards who are tied to Sichong seems to be four people. The four of them faced the enemy's specially arranged sneak attack. It is not bad that the whole army is not wiped out now. When they finish their hard work, it will be their turn. me."

Jia Long thought about it, not to mention falling asleep for a while, and even thinking about the wars in Africa, everyone was so excited that she wanted to get up and hold the silk thread she brought to fill the pistol.

"Don't worry, really don't worry, I have no reason not to trust the guarantee of the system."

Gradually, the cranky mind slowly emptied.

The girl's breathing stabilized.

But not long after she stabilized, her exhausted body completely relaxed in an instant, allowing her to fall asleep.

"Today's Meng Longlong seems to have been unable to sleep."

"I can see it too, tossing and turning for at least fifteen minutes."

"That's right, it took me fifteen minutes to fall asleep. It's fast if I put it on me, but it's strange to put it on her."

"Is the injury too painful? I feel sorry for me Long."

"Maybe she's homesick, or maybe the exhaustion she's accumulated all day makes her feel bad."

"Hey, there's nothing we can do, all we can do is give her gifts to cheer her up."

The audience interacted in the barrage.

As the Antarctic trip progressed, Jia Long began to suffer injuries due to the cold again, and everyone couldn't bear it.

But they didn't have much to persuade. Jia Long himself had to go on an Antarctic trip, so how could they persuade him.

Because of her admiration for her perseverance, many people even if the little beauty is asleep, they still collect a lot of gifts, some for money and some for free.

In fact, for Jia Long, after she was reborn either in the wilderness, or on the way to the wilderness, she gradually became indifferent to the concept of money, so she really didn't care much about whether to buy big gifts or not.

As long as the gifts are swiped, the free ones will make her happy for a long time.

Because these are affirmations of her life and death, and also recognize her live broadcast method.

After all, walking in the desolate and uninhabited area, Jia Long sometimes gets confused about right and wrong.

Therefore, she needs the approval and encouragement of others in order to find herself and her affirmation of herself.

Of course, water friends who reward generous gifts will naturally have to be treated differently. This is her driving point, and she has to use these driving points to buy skills and so on.

It's just that Jia Long is far from being like other anchors. Seeing a local tyrant, he can't wait for everyone to hug him and kneel down.

She is no longer an anchor at that level, or it should be said that she has long been stable and occupies the first position in Longxia. Even if she doesn't kneel down and lick the local tyrants every day, and guide the local tyrants to consume, the money she earns is enough for her to squander.

"Oh, I don't know, when Lord Long will do the live broadcast in the wilderness."

"Yeah, she's only been here for half a year, and she's already traveled to many dangerous places in the world, and she's definitely left with injuries."

"She will definitely retire in the future, but I don't know what she will choose to do after retirement."

"Yeah, Master Long, she will definitely retire... Thinking about it makes my nose sore and I want to cry."

"Hey, you guys upstairs are ghosts, right? Why are you saying such sad things?"

"That's right, it made my eyes turn red. How can I live without Meng Longlong's live broadcast in the future?"

"Everyone who said Master Long would stop the broadcast, get out, get out."

"Just cherish the present, everyone, don't argue."

"If you have a gift, give her a gift. It's our little wish."

"I'm even happier that Master Long retired. It hurts so much for a girl to get hurt like this every day."

"That is, even if she doesn't do wilderness live broadcast, she can still be an ordinary anchor. Even if she sings and dances, she is much more exciting than other anchors."

Once again, Jia Long was sleeping in the sun in front of the audience during the live broadcast, and everyone began to plan for Jia Long's "future".

The time for this girl to rise is very, very short, even so short that the old fans who have only watched her for half a year in the live broadcast room can call themselves veterans.

Compared with many anchors whose live broadcasts lasted for years, Master Long's rise is a miracle that they can't learn even if they want to. It is completely relying on my own hard work and perseverance, sweating and sweating along the way, and it is extremely difficult to get to where I am today.

Moreover, this kind of live broadcast in the wild is absolutely impossible for a long time.

Everyone knows that the so-called wilderness live broadcasts that risk their lives every day consume the vitality of adventurers all the time, not to mention, there are also man-made attacks.

A twenty-two-year-old girl, who seems to perform miracles every time, presents scenes of thrilling adventures to everyone.

Live like this for half a year...

Really enough.

This is the expectation of countless fans for Jia Long.

They would rather watch less of the girl's figure during the live broadcast than stare at her, step by step, on this road that is destined to disappear one day, one step closer to death...

"well."

I don't know if I saw the comments on the bullet screen, or dreamed of something. The little girl wearing a blindfold was lying in her sleeping bag and sighed unconsciously.

"woke up?"

"Didn't wake up."

"Stop talking, lest she wake up and feel sad when she sees the barrage."

"Everyone, don't take the rhythm. Meng Longlong is already tired enough. If you want her to be better, don't mention her retirement anymore. I beg you."

"Yeah, stop scrolling the barrage, let the gift go."

"Haha, that's right, I'll brush up the presents first as a respect, a big rocket, who made you almost make me cry."

"6666, pay tribute to the local tyrant who brushes rockets."