Chapter 556 Anger

After leaving the breakfast shop and getting into his Poussin, Su Bai started the car, but it didn't start;

Broadcasting uses extremely rich methods to constantly torture the listeners' bodies, souls, and many values ​​and worldviews. Especially this seamless connection between the story world and the real world makes people feel like they are traveling on the set. Rao is Su Bai, it is difficult for him to change his identity all at once.

Putting his hands on the steering wheel, Su Bai sat there for almost a quarter of an hour. When the rising sun shone into the car, bringing a warm feeling, Su Bai felt like waking up from a dream.

After stretching, there was a crisp sound in the joints of his body. After leaving the story world, the broadcast would naturally completely repair his body. Su Bai felt that he had more control over every ounce of power in his body.

At least, this wave of story world is not a loss for him, Su Bai. Various enhancements are further integrated. At the same time, the body's control of power is also more microscopic, and the direct improvement in combat power is also obvious.

When facing the angel Shar before, Su Bai had to rely on the help of the fat man, but now Su Bai was confident that he could defeat the birdman by himself.

Immediately afterwards, Su Bai thought of George, the American who was forcibly promoted to the advanced audience level by fusing clones. Su Bai didn't know whether this method of forcing qualitative change purely through quantitative changes was correct, and he didn't bother to care. If there is such a thing as an unstable foundation, if he has the ability to be directly promoted to a senior audience, Su Bai wouldn't mind giving it a try.

Because Su Bai is not a very patient person, nor is he like a monk who can keep his temper and walk step by step, but sometimes things often go against his wishes. It seems that he is still following the path of "building a high city, accumulating food and slowly becoming king", even if he really wants to take a shortcut.

Su Bai started the car and drove towards Lao Fang's house. In fact, the breakfast shop was on the corner of the small road in front of Lao Fang's house, very close.

Parking the car in the open space at the door, Su Bai pushed open the iron door and walked in.

The monk was taking scissors and a kettle, taking care of the potted plants in the small courtyard. When he saw Su Bai coming back, he raised his head, looked up, smiled, and said hello.

In the past, monks would also be responsible for doing these things, but now, it seems to have more flavor.

It seems that after three months of slumber, coupled with the background of the world in the previous story where everything withered due to nuclear pollution, the monk has a more understanding of the green and vitality in front of him, especially the compassion shown on his body when pruning branches. His posture does not seem to be fake, it is very pure, which means that the monk's state of mind has gone a step further.

Professions such as monks and Taoist priests often appear to the audience to emphasize skills rather than Dharma. They pursue the mastery of power and means but ignore the cultivation of their own cultivation. Even monks, who are themselves eminent monks, have such a behavior. It's a problem of unbalanced feet, but looking at the monk's posture now, it shouldn't be a problem to achieve another breakthrough, but according to the monk's temperament, he shouldn't be in a hurry to break through to a high-level audience.

After saying hello to the monk, Su Bai entered the back room. Gyatso was sitting cross-legged on the carpet. The majestic Buddha was playing building blocks with a cute child covered in milk.

"Back." Gyatso said to Su Bai.

"Daddy..."

The little guy immediately crawled towards Su Bai. Because the little guy's crawling involved the carpet, the building blocks that had just been built suddenly collapsed, making Gyatso sitting next to him smile bitterly.

Picking up his son, Su Bai felt a sincere sense of satisfaction and sat down on the sofa, "Where's the fat man?"

"Make a call upstairs." Gyatso said, "It should be to investigate Munan's situation. As for George's situation, because he is a Western audience, the news channel will be narrow for us, but the fat man is already here The news has been posted on the forum, so there should be some news."

"Yes." Su Bai nodded. Not only him, but Fatty, Gyatso and the monk all felt that the deaths of Munan and George were a bit fishy.

Su Bai remembered that in his last punishment world, he was declared a sinner straight away and had to be punished, but in the last story world, everything seemed to be hidden, but in the end the two of them died together with the old woman in the nuclear explosion. The ending is indeed a bit reminiscent of broadcast layout.

At this time, the fat man just walked down, his face a little gloomy.

"Why, didn't you hear any news?" Su Bai asked.

The fat man shook his head, "No, I heard some news. Dabai, do you still remember Jun'er and Tiezi?"

Su Bai nodded, indicating that he remembered that if he had not killed these two people in Qinhuangdao, he would not have been punished. In that story world, Su Bai's survival was really a fluke.

"That organization is now said to be in chaos, and branches in various regions are busy working on their own independence." Fatty said.

"What do you mean?" Gyatso frowned, "Mu Nan is the real leader of this organization?"

Su Bai put the little guy on the sofa, brought him a tablet to watch cartoons, reached out to pick up a glass of water from the coffee table, and took a sip, "If Munan is the leader of this organization, then all this makes sense. OK, this organization, which we jokingly call the Broadcasting Worship Club, is similar to a pyramid scheme and a religion, and its purpose is to oppose God under the banner of broadcasting;

I used to wonder why Broadcasting could continue to let this kind of organization go on. Now it seems that Broadcasting is not actually letting this organization go. It's just that Broadcasting felt that this organization was not worth taking action before. "

"So, has Munan's continuous rise finally won the attention of the radio?" Gyatso couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face, "Why do you feel that the radio is just like the governments of Western countries? They ignore you at the beginning, and then wait for you to gain weight. Let’s formulate a policy or something to cut the wool.”

"Haha, to be honest, if I were a radio broadcaster, I wouldn't be able to say that I would watch helplessly as Munan led a bunch of his subordinates to break through to the level of advanced listeners. I feel scared just thinking about it," said the fat man.

"This can also explain why there is a group of obedient listeners around Munan. I always found it strange before, but I don't find it strange anymore. The top management of the organization has such cohesion and execution ability. "

Su Bai stood up, walked to the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator, "There are a lot of vegetables in the refrigerator. I asked the monk to cook a vegetarian meal for noon today. Anyway, I can't eat meaty food now." Down."

"Agree." The fat man raised his hand.

"Me too." Buddha also agreed.

After the monk had tidied up the flowers and plants in the small courtyard and entered the house, he had to take off his cassock, put on an apron and go into the kitchen to cook in the face of everyone's requests. Soon, a table of simple but exquisite dishes was served. Zhai is ready.

After everyone had enjoyed the meal, Su Bai went to the bathroom to take a shower, then changed his clothes, took the car keys and changed his shoes at the entrance, and shouted,

"I have something to do. Let's go out for a while."

"Just go out when you go out. You even take a shower and change clothes. It looks like you're looking for a girl. I'm finally done with my ascetic life and want to go out to vent?"

The fat man was playing with the little guy on the sofa. He immediately picked up the little guy and said with a smile:

"Be careful your father brings you a stepmother."

The little guy didn't know whether he understood it or not. He chuckled. Of course, it was very likely that he understood it. This child was indeed much smarter than ordinary children.

"Don't touch me in front of my son." Su Bai pointed at the fat man and warned.

After leaving the house and getting in the car, Su Bai started the car and drove towards the city, while picking up the mobile phone and dialing Xun'er's number.

"Hello, I'm busy right now. If you have anything to ask me about, you can leave a message below."

Su Bai frowned, and an ominous premonition immediately appeared in his heart.

I called this number several times in a row, but still didn't get through.

Could it be that because I was delayed, Xun'er had already entered the story world?

Su Bai pursed his lips, and a feeling of anxiety immediately came over him. As a last resort, Su Bai dialed Gu Fan's number.

"Hello."

"it's me."

"Well, it's you." Gu Fan recognized Su Bai's voice.

"Where is Xun'er?" Su Bai asked.

"Why, are you worried about her now?" Gu Fan said calmly. The sound of a lighter came from the other end of the phone. It was obvious that Gu Fan was lighting a cigarette while answering the phone.

"I asked her where she is now." Su Bai continued to ask patiently.

"The story of her three experiencers has been completed, and the story of the first listener has also ended. Because the broadcast was suspended for three months, the second story came later. However, I have received the notification and will enter her one day later. Second audience story.

I'm not like you, who just throws away a piece of rubbish magic weapon and is done with it. During the time I came back, I have been training her on some enhancements and skills. I even went out to practice with her in person, and I will lend it to her later. The magic weapon I use myself.

Su Bai, I admit that you may be stronger than me now, but you are too ruthless and cold-blooded. You can forget our past friendships just as easily. You said that I am like a listener. In fact, You are the purer listener. "

Hearing that Gu Fan was personally instructing Xun'er and planning to give his magic weapon to Xun'er, Su Bai's emotions suddenly became uncontrollable and he shouted into the phone:

"Damn it, do you know what you are doing?

Let me tell you, if anything happens to Xun'er and the difficulty is changed because of your bad words, even if you end up hiding in the West, I will go over and find you, extract your bones and skin! "

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