Chapter 122: Ten Thousand Worlds Food Live Room
"It's better to add some upgraded elements to the "Absolute Balance Battle" system. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"For example, in the battle with the indigenous protagonists Dong, Cao, Yuan, Liu, and Sun in the relative bar, if you win, or lower the requirements again, as long as you don't lose too badly, you can add a golden finger to the host, so that he can get two or three historical generals, strategists, and the like through lottery."
"In fact, the famous generals won by this lottery do not necessarily have to be the natives of the Han Dynasty. He can be a celebrity from the previous dynasty or a newcomer from the future. ”
"In short, you have to be cool in such a plot arrangement. Although the will of the Great Dao prefers creative routines, if the will of the plane does not support it, it will be troublesome. ”
After Tang Zhu finished sending the message, he waited for a reply.
Yun Cong: "Thank you, Xiao Zhu." I'll pay attention, and you should also pay careful attention to the direction of the plot, don't capsize in the gutter. I'm busy first, let's talk. ”
Tang Zhu looked at the two waving expressions she sent and smiled bitterly.
Judging from his three hundred years of experience in crisscrossing the major planes of the Wuling Immortal Realm, Yun Cong's "Absolute Balance Hegemony System" still has a lot to offer. Similar ideas may have been proposed before, but never before have they been so naked.
This is a typical reversal.
Ordinary grandfathers are always desperately trying their best to add halos to the protagonist of the plane and load all kinds of golden fingers, lest the protagonist's younger brother, woman, and wealth are not enough.
In their opinion, the protagonist's sphere of influence is naturally as large as possible, and no matter how powerful the enemy is, it will always be bulldozed in one fell swoop. Those old foxes in history were all imposed with an aura of wisdom reduction, so they could be defeated so easily by the host.
However, Yun Cong, the little girl, tried her best to take away the golden fingers of the protagonist of the plane one by one, and she couldn't exert the power of the memory of her previous life, and the biggest golden finger of the host had already flew.
This is not called the abuse of the master, but it just adds a bit of realism to his existence. For the old man of history, the sense of the weight of this history is extremely important.
In the final analysis, there are no routines in this world, and when there are more people, there are routines.
Routines, it's all routines.
If this kind of idea can really be implemented, and it can achieve a lot of results. Then presumably after the assessment, there will be a big wave of followers.
Keep up the good work!
Tang Zhu secretly told himself.
Reach out and look outside, where the host is already asleep in the wilderness. Look at the sky, it's almost twilight.
Tang Zhu decided to go to Yi'an Kingdom, which was not far away, to investigate and see the situation.
……
"Chen! Black! Yang! Wake up, you slacker! ”
With Tang Zhu's roar, Chen Xuanyang immediately sat up, shocked.
[I don't believe it, can this more than 100-mile mountain road really let me go down step by step? This has to be put on the novel, why do you have to grind dozens of chapters, right? 】
[In the middle, there may be bandits robbing the relatives of wealthy merchants, and then my tiger body is shocked, repelling the bandits, heroes saving beauty and other plots. 】
[Vulgar, really vulgar. But that's my business? Anyway, I'm the main character, and I won't die, not even a little seriously injured. I'm still a little worried, though, what if I'm not the main character, but a supporting role, or even a villain? 】
["Chen Xuanyang walked all night, passed through two hundred miles of mountain roads, arrived at XX City, was killed by XXX, and the "old grandfather supply system" with him was obtained. ”
Damn, this dead street shouldn't be written like that, right? It's a ...... that I've walked so many miles in one stroke]
Chen Xuanyang thought wildly and walked forward.
"Wrong way, over there! Turn right! ”
"Did you give you a burning stick? Take out the knife and cut down the bush in front of you, and you're leaving! ”
"Throw the pheasant away, don't hold it, it's in a hurry!"
Along the way, under Tang Zhu's "Chunchun teaching", the host's speed has obviously increased a lot.
[Look at the place, it's almost to the black hole.] This two-hundred-mile mountain road can be regarded as an opening hone plot, right? The next step is to increase the tempo, as fast as possible, compared to the speed! 】
[It's been two or three days since I arrived in this world, and the host hasn't even sold a single gold finger, so I'm really tired. When will he be able to break through the pseudo-plane barrier and sell the old man to the "Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds"? 】
Tang Zhu stared at Chen Xuanyang tightly. Although he was very eager for Chen Xuanyang's itinerary, he was afraid that he would be a minute and a half behind others. But he still has to be assured that he won't provoke some native power at the beginning and be killed.
At this time, what is Nanfang Ping doing?
Tang Zhu suddenly thought.
On the other side of the Shouping Pan Plane, the low-level technology plane of the ghostly light.
"Hahahaha, in the live broadcast room of Wanjie Food, Lao Tzu is also a person with a golden finger!"
In the Eastern Xia Kingdom, the Old Western Culinary Academy, a chef student is wielding a kitchen knife and dancing.
Nanfang Ping looked at him with relief.
[This time, I set the culmination of the routine, combining the five hot elements of food, live broadcast, system, red envelopes, and chat groups, I want to see how the surnamed Tang fights with me! ] 】