In the afternoon of the same day, he learned about the popularity of the promotional video, which made Lin Le a little speechless.

I feel that I am going to lose money this time, and it is already more auspicious.

There is no point in dragging on and not releasing the game.

So as not to cause more trouble, Lin Le reluctantly announced on the official Weibo that "Devil's Whisper" will be on the shelves tomorrow.

.....

The next day, 2 p.m.

Tomato Network, Mo Bulang has started broadcasting, and the live broadcast room has been renamed: [Brother Lang teaches you to survive in another world. 】

"Ladies and gentlemen, the virtual survival game has been a hot mess recently.

So, today I also want to come to the live broadcast, and I invite you to witness the legend of my conquest of nature. ”

The barrage audience was ridiculing and making a fuss.

"Hehe, Brother Lang, the words are so full, I'm just waiting to watch the comedy of the gutter capsizing."

"Yes, this is not a game that Brother Lang is good at, don't say that it didn't work out, but people fell."

"I bet Brother Lang that I won't survive for 30 days in this survival game!"

"FALG IS STANDING, THE ROLLOVER IS SCHEDULED!"

Mo Bulang smiled confidently: "Let me tell you, this time I have done my homework, and I am very stable."

Okay, let me show you the charm of another world. ”

After speaking, Mo Bulang lay down in the room, prepared the virtual warehouse, and started the game.

Soon pinched out a handsome purple-haired guy who was angry, and passed through the devil's gate and came to the wilderness world.

"It's a little hot."

Mo Bulang's first feeling was this, and then he looked around and found that he was in an endless golden desert, and even the wind blowing on his face was hot.

In the sky, the scorching sun released fiery energy to the fullest, like a furnace, scorching everything.

At this moment, Mo Bulang questioned his life with a face full of questions, and asked three questions about his soul in his heart.

Who am I? Where am I? What happened?

You know, in this game, the starting player will appear in any random place.

However, random to the desert, it is definitely a life of death.

After all, this virtual game, with a wide map, is equivalent to a real world.

It's not a place like the desert that you can just go out.

And in the desert, in addition to having to face, there are threats to water and food.

The player will also be too hot in the desert because the temperature is too high, if they can't cool down all the time, their health will be reduced every once in a while, and they will eventually die of heat.

In this regard, the barrage audience gloated, they liked to see the anchor suffer.

"Haha, I was born in the desert, Brother Lang's confused expression is so funny, save the screenshot!"

"African anchor, it's a real hammer, look at Brother Lang's situation, he won't live for three days!"

"At the beginning of the hell difficulty, the legend that Brother Lang is going to let us see, is it the 100 ways to die in another world?"

"Brother Lang, where did your self-confidence go just now, don't be in a daze, you have to finish pretending to be in tears."

Catching a glimpse of the barrage flying over from the lower right panel, Mo Bulang laughed awkwardly and said, "Haha, everyone, don't be nervous, the show has just begun." ”

"Desert area, I also have an official game introduction, although it is called a death start, but the player also has two advantages.

The first is that you don't need to drink water, you just feel a little hot.

But in a certain way, it is equivalent to basking in the sun. ”

"Then, the player has a lot of energy and doesn't get tired." "It can be seen that Leli Entertainment, the designer is to let everyone experience the game easily.

So, the situation is not unsolvable. ”

As soon as he said this, Mo Bulang regretted it, because he saw that the season display of the game panel was summer.

Feeling the malice of the game, Mo Bulang said with a bitter face: "I'll go, how dark is my face, the beginning of summer and desert, hot purgatory, this is urging me to commit suicide and come back?" ”

The barrage audience burst into laughter, some complained, and some gave advice. "Brother Lang, in this big drama of desperate survival, you are the protagonist, don't commit suicide, let me watch you die!"

"Brother Lang, you have to learn to make psychological hints in the face of difficulties, and recite it to me three times: It's not that my face is black, it's just because my hometown is in Africa."

"Brother Lang, find a way to leave the desert immediately.

Otherwise, if you continue to delay, you will die violently if you don't last long. ”

"Don't give up hope, there must be a legendary oasis in the desert.

If you're lucky, find it before it gets dark and you'll be able to survive. ”

"Don't stop, Brother Lang!"

Seeing that the effect of the show was in place, Mo Bulang felt that the game experience in the desert was extremely poor, but he also had to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman.

"Everyone, I'll choose a direction and try my luck."

Mo Bulang said so, randomly chose the east, and took a step.

On the desert and desert, there is a long footprint that winds into the distance

I walked for a while, but Mo Bulang didn't see the slightest light.

He was always accompanied by the unchanging desert landscape and the occasional vulture.

As the game time passed, Mo Bulang saw that his health and hunger were falling wildly.

The only thing I got on the way was that I picked up a lot of stones.

What made Mo Bulang most depressed was that at the beginning he saw cacti and other tropical plants, and he was very happy.

After all, there must be water in this plant.

As a result, I walked over and tried to collect them, but was prompted by the game that the collection was invalid.

The last means of survival have failed, and such a harsh environment has made Mo Bulang lose confidence more and more.

I saw that this cowhide had blown through the sky, but it turned out that I was going to send a blood at the beginning, which was uncomfortable.

Mo Bulang felt the malice from the designer, this desert of death was born randomly, isn't there only a choice to start over?

Of course he didn't know, even if he had investigated a lot of in-game intelligence before the broadcast, he was still a novice after all.

The Death Desert, at this level, is definitely not something that can be conquered casually.

In fact, the beginning of the desert is not unsolvable.

In the game setting, there are a lot of breaking points.

First and foremost are the vultures flying in the sky.

Their actual combat ability is very weak, and they usually do not actively approach and attack the player.

However, vultures are scavengers, and as long as the player lies on the ground and holds their breath and pretends to be dead, the vultures will fall to temptation.

At that time, players will be able to take the initiative to kill the vultures, and turn the bursting vulture meat into survival rations.

Then, if the desert temperature is too high, it will die of heat and need to find water to cool down.

This is to take advantage of the common sense of the real world and go to the desert to survive.

Tropical plants can't be collected because in the real world, they usually need to be dug up to get water. It is also restored in the virtual game,

And after digging and collecting, in addition to water, you can also get firewood.

You can use water to cool down the player, so you won't die from heat.

As for firewood, it can be lit and turned into a bonfire, which is also the key to survival.

After all, as long as you know a little bit about the desert, you should be clear.

The temperature in the desert can vary greatly, from hot during the day to extremely cold at night.

If there is no campfire, the player will freeze to death.

The desert is an extremely difficult place to conquer in the wilderness.

After the virtual version is restored, the difficulty has been reduced a lot, but if you lack the common sense and knowledge to survive in the desert, you will naturally not be able to survive.

，....

Straight to the point.

For Mo Bulang's performance, the barrage audience expressed their understanding, and they all sent barrages to cheer him on, and some people offered advice.

However, no one knows anything about the desert.

Without effective advice, Mo Bulang is helpless and can only aimlessly explore the unknown desert.

Soon, dusk fell.

The afterglow of the setting sun spilled in, and the golden desert was set off even more dead and deserted.

In it, you have the illusion of being forgotten by the world. Mo Bulang was a little angry.

It was almost dark, there was no food to be found, there was no campfire, and the threat of high temperatures meant that the time for the scythe of death to harvest itself was not far off.

At this moment, a frustrated man suddenly saw an oasis in the distance.

"Haha, there is no endless road!"

Mo Bulang was overjoyed, and the hope of survival was ignited in his eyes.

Perhaps this is the charm of survival games, the thrill of survival in a desperate situation, which makes people's hearts beat faster and frenzied.

The barrage audience also rejoiced and rejoiced.

At this moment, Mo Bulang hurriedly ran towards the oasis.

However, it is clear that the oasis is very close to Mo Bulang, but for some reason, no matter how much you run, you can't get close.

Seeing that the sky was about to get dark, Mo Bulang was even more anxious and tried to run towards the goal.

But no matter what, it didn't help.

Finally, the barrage audience all found that something was wrong.

"Brother Lang, don't be in a hurry, stop first, there is something wrong with this oasis."

"Yes, it's very close, but I can't reach it."

"This phenomenon is very familiar.... It is the mirage that people who are killed in the desert are said to have been killed when they are extremely hungry and thirsty. ”

", the degree of restoration of virtual games, I would like to call it the strongest!"

"It's over, it's going to be dark, and there is only a dead end waiting for Brother Lang."

Seeing the barrage, Mo Bulang stopped, and said with a sneer: "I'm sorry, my luck is a little worse, and my survival level is not high enough, so everyone laughs." ”

Having said that, Mo Bulang is still a little unwilling.

In fact, when he ran to the oasis, he felt a strong sense of disobedience.

Just the last glimmer of hope for life, he is not willing to give up.

When a desperate situation is overwhelmed, people are more likely to be deceived.

In this way, Mo Bulang's first "Devil's Whisper" only survived for one day.

"Everyone, I want to give full play to the spirit of repeated defeats and battles, and start survival and adventure again, I hope you will support me a lot!"

After the death, Mo Bulang restarted the game.

This time, his random place was a dense forest, and it was spring.

When I arrived at this place, Mo Bulang, who had already done his homework, was a little like a fish in water.

Exploration and gathering, that's called a sharp and crisp.

I made all kinds of tools in one go.

It's like a master of survival.

It is also the head of the explanation to the audience.

On the first day, when night fell, Mo Bulang lit a bonfire in a tree hollow and ate roasted carrots for dinner, which was like a wilderness food god.

The next day, Mo Bulang set out again, and he saw a huge boulder, and after a burst of luck smashed the stone with an iron pickaxe, he found extremely valuable gold.

It is used to upgrade technology and the effect is very good.

Mo Bulang directly upgraded the first-level technology, and prepared a series of important props in the early stage, such as war spears and wooden armor.

Armed and emboldened, he decided to go hunting and get some barbecue to treat himself.

After searching in the wilderness for a while, Mo Bulang suddenly heard the sound of "croaking" frogs.

Following the sound, after Mo Bulang walked over, he saw a fist-sized frog by the pond, and his cheeks were drumming one by one, quite rhythmic.

Frog meat is also a good delicacy.

A gleam flashed in Mo Bulang's eyes, he clenched the war spear, lowered his body, lightened his steps, went around to the back of the frog, and carefully touched it....

3 meters, 2 meters, 1 meter!

In the next moment, he was perfectly close to the back of the frog.

Swish!

The war spear in his hand pierced the frog's fragile body crisply and neatly.

One blow kills, put away the frog meat, and Mo Bulang turns around and is about to leave.

"Quack...."

At this moment, the sound of frogs chirping one after another was heard all around.

Mo Bulang was vigilant and took a few steps back.

Immediately after, he saw a large number of frogs jumping out of the pond.

In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Mo Bulang, staring at Mo Bulang angrily.

"It's just a bunch of frogs, watch me clean them up."

Mo Bulang said proudly, he was going to do it.

As a result, the frogs struck first.

They opened their mouths and long frog tongues, and they attacked violently and hit Mo Bulang's body hard.

The latter only felt a cold touch from his body.

"The player is besieged by frogs, and their health drops by 100 points."

Bunkers, even frogs are so strong?

Mo Bulang's face changed drastically, where did he dare to use force against this group of frogs with great momentum, almost no extra movements, turned around and ran wildly.

However, the frogs seemed to hate him very much, and did not let him go easily, but jumped up and down towards Mo Bulang to chase him.

Mo Bulang felt aggrieved, being chased by frogs in the game world, it felt like it would become black history.

It wasn't until near dusk that Mo Bulang was finally out of danger, and the reason was that the frogs gave up the pursuit.

"Uncle Frogs, finally let me go." Mo Bu sighed and laughed at himself, and said to the barrage audience in the tragic tone of the passer-by: "Everyone, be careful in the future, if you encounter Uncle Frog in the early stage, you must not be provoked." ”

Seeing Mo Bulang's embarrassed appearance, the barrage audience was extremely happy.

"Haha, isn't it good for Brother Lang to live, you have to bully the weak frog, and now you hit the iron plate, right?"

"Brother Lang, thank you Uncle Frog for not killing."

"The expression on his face when he ran away was simply a performance of beauty.

Brother Lang, do you want to laugh at me and inherit my Huabei? ”

"Although Brother Lang was chased very badly, I really couldn't stop laughing, I was very happy."

Seeing that the audience was laughing at themselves, Mo Bulang cried and mourned. Bastards, a bunch of unsympathetic guys!

........

After adjusting his mood, he plans to collect some more things, so he is ready to find a place to spend the night and enjoy the frog meat that he has finally obtained!

"Bang!" Then cut down a large tree and collect firewood.

Suddenly, a thunderclap suddenly exploded in the sky, and Mo Bulang was so frightened that he almost didn't jump.

Mo Bulang looked up, but saw that the sky was full of dark clouds, and he dared to say that a thunderstorm was coming.

At the moment, Mo Bulang hurried to find a place to shelter from the rain.

Soon, he came to a large tree with lush foliage.

A bonfire was lit and frog meat was roasted.

The sky was densely covered with black clouds, lightning and thunder, and there was no commotion.

Soon, with a dripping sound, the rain poured down, creating a unique rain scene in the wilderness world.

Mo Bulang felt a peace of mind and enjoyed the barbecued frog meat.

Seeing the golden, oily and fat frog meat, the barrage audience couldn't take their eyes off it and were envious.

"Boom!"

At this moment, another thunderbolt exploded.

But this time, where the thunder exploded, it made all the audience fall into a state of sluggishness.

After reacting, the barrage audience was going to be happy.

Because this thunder was split on Mo Bulang's body, he directly erected his split hair, his whole body smoked, and his face still maintained a happy expression of enjoying food, and the frog meat in his right hand had already become charcoal.

Then, Mo Bulang's body fell, and a small and delicate transparent spirit body floated out of his chest.

The appearance of this ghost is impressive.

"What the hell? How do I float in the air? ”

Suddenly, the barrage audience laughed unkindly.

"I'm laughing to death, African anchor, Lei Gong will focus on you."

"Can't stand it, XSWL!"

"Thinking about it this way, on a thunderous and rainy day, you still dare to hide under the tree, isn't this looking for death?"

Mo Bulang was speechless, although when it came to the game experience, there was almost nothing.

But he thinks that in every sense, this game is really painful and happy to play.

And of course.

The virtual version of "Whispers of the Devil" has this immersive feeling.

Full marks for realism, even though everyone knows that this is just a game.

But even so, the player's struggle for survival, and the joy he gets from the adventure, are definitely not fake!

There are no extra words, and Mo Bulang starts again.

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