"Xiaoyin, who's coming?" Lin Feng, who had just finished the explosion of the small universe, asked.

"Sister Bingyan is here." Xiao Yin said and half-closed the bedroom door and walked to the balcony.

"Sister Bingyan~" Lin Feng fell into memory, Sister Bingyan, surnamed Su, Su Bingyan, in one sentence to describe, gentle and intellectual big sister. As a professional manager, Sister Bingyan is always dressed in OL outfit, black. Silk, heels, blazers.

The relationship between Lin Feng and Sister Bingyan is that of a guardian and a ward. Sister Bingyan, who had just graduated from college 6 years ago, became Lin Feng's guardian, and it was also the year that the director of Lin Feng's orphanage died. And Lin Feng became an adult on June 28 this year, and Sister Bingyan can also be called Lin Feng's last guardian.

"Xiaofeng, did you stay up late last night? Don't lie in bed, clean up and come out, sister has something for you. A gentle voice came from the living room.

"Ao, I know" Lin Feng heard Sister Bingyan's voice and immediately replied. Then, say to the watch, "Clothing, home mode." I saw a rolling liquid flowing out of the drawer of the bedside table on the side, and in a few seconds, a set of shirts and shorts was formed on Lin Feng's body. After straightening the hem of his clothes, he walked to the living room.

"Sister Bingyan, why are you here, didn't you accompany Xiaoqian to participate in the Interstellar Youth Singer Competition? As Xiaoqian's agent, why did she come back suddenly, and if she wasn't by her side, she wasn't afraid that she would suffer! Before Lin Feng's words fell, he was in danger of falling into the sofa again.

"Will she suffer? What's more, she is now studying with Teacher Han. She's a clever ghost, don't say much, this fighting club card is for you, and there are still a few months left to take the college entrance examination, go and assault. Well...... Xiao Sito's friend got it. Sister Bingyan hesitated for a moment but said it.

Just as Sister Bingyan was about to say something, a communication made Sister Bingyan start packing her things and preparing to leave.

"I'll go back first, and I'll catch an interstellar flight to take care of Xiaoqian." After that, Sister Bingyan, who didn't have time to explain, hurried to the balcony again, called a flying car and left.

Looking at the back of Sister Bingyan leaving, Lin Feng picked up the dusty memories. Xiao Qian, Lin Qian. It was an orphan who came out of an orphanage with Lin Feng, and because he had no father and no mother at that time, he had the surname of the director of the orphanage. However, compared with Lin Feng's dream of rice worms, Lin Qian is a dreamer who aspires to become the queen of interstellar music.

In short, in a word, the relationship between the two is very complicated.

Shake your head and shake these distractions into the air.

Lin Feng is very satisfied with everything he has now, he doesn't have to worry about life or livelihood, everything can be fought according to his dreams.

For example, make a small plan first, such as earning him 100 million credits.

As he received more and more memories of Lin Feng in this world, Lin Feng became more and more integrated into this world. Suddenly, the second middle school secretly decided: "No matter the past or future, no matter the past and the present, I am me, I am Lin Feng, and I eat chicken for myself!" ”

Just do it, "Xiaoyin, help me register as a PUBG anchor on the Dasui Federation live broadcast platform." ”

"Di~ has submitted for registration, and it is expected that the live broadcast will start at noon."

At the same time, there was a voice in my mind, "Drop, the only novice task has been completed, please draw the talent immediately." ”

"Randomly selected, I'm good at this, in my previous life, I was a man called the Emperor of Europe, SSR has a bunch, what kind of dog Hui Yuci flowers and birds. Don't be too easy, start the draw right at the point! Lin Feng looked arrogant and invincible.

A large turntable appeared in his mind, and dense talents appeared in it. What speed talent increases the maximum speed of running by 20%, and what physical talent increases the maximum weight by 20% (in this world, PUBG is not how big the bag can carry, but how many things you can carry with your physical strength), and garbage talents, such as what pan master talent, what sickle professional talent, WTF! Is this a talent for stir-frying? Talent in agriculture?

Just when Lin Feng was facing a lot of talent crankiness, the talent lottery had ended.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the S-class talent, Sniper God. Talent Introduction: 1. Professional Level 1 Sniper Rifle Mastery (Upgradeable, 0/5, Increase experience by eating chickens.) Second, master AWM sniper mastery, this MAX cannot be upgraded. Third, when using a sniper rifle, spirituality increases. ）”

"Damn, isn't this playing with me!" Lin Feng's face was bitter. As we all know,Chicken game AWM is a magic sniper,AWM has an initial speed of 910,With a base damage of 132,No armor is basically a shot with a black screen,Headshots don't matter what you wear,One shot black screen。

But his rarity is no less than his awesomeness, and he can only be obtained by airdrop, not to mention, the key is that airdrops may not be available!

And with his current garbage attributes, it is a great luck to be able to see the sniper's leg hair, not to mention seeing the sniper's artifact AWM.

However, Lin Feng was still very satisfied with the talent he had drawn, after all, the potential exploded. Now it doesn't seem to be reflective of anything, and when Lin Feng's physical fitness improves, he dares to go to places with rich resources, such as airports. At that point, this talent will be a nightmare for everyone else.

After doing this, I looked at the time, and there were still a few hours before the live broadcast could be started. What are you going to do, do you want to get some sleep? Lin Feng, who was about to put it into action, suddenly remembered the report card, his body trembled, and he said, "Enter the virtual mode." ”

The watch flashed a blue light, turned into a liquid state, moved towards Lin Feng's face, and finally turned into a pair of sunglasses and wore on Lin Feng's face.

In fact, these sunglasses are dispensable, and it is said that it is because of the pattern designed to distinguish whether people are in the virtual world or not, and to prevent accidents. The game warehouse in the science fiction novels of the last world is not necessary, and the nanobots in the body can perfectly replace the game warehouse to monitor and slow down the physical fatigue caused by the long-term inactivity of the immersive virtual world, and it is more convenient and simple.

"Welcome to your virtual home" With the sound, Lin Feng came to a room similar to a bedroom, and the source of the sound was a chubby orange cat.

Lin Feng habitually ravaged the orange cat in his arms, and then said to the chrysanthemum cat, "Little orange, do you want to be the master!" ”

Xiao Tang is the smart pet and housekeeper of Lin Feng's virtual home. And as long as you have the energy to set up the virtual home, how you want to change it, how to set it up, but there is only one free intelligent life and you need a lot of credit points to expand the area, after all, everything is free in the new era is relative, and if you want to get more resources, you have to make an equal contribution to the society, after all, the huge resources of the society are not for the purpose of raising rice worms.

Once, Lin Feng saw in today's headlines that there was a rich second-generation otaku who spent a few years and a lot of credit points to change his home into a huge palace, and also opened a bunch of intelligent lives, and passed the emperor's addiction.

"Tachibana, open the gun shooting hall." Lin Feng said while petting the cat.

Tachibana rolled her eyes and opened the firearms shooting hall under someone's authority.

The room gradually shattered, like starlight, and in a few seconds it turned into a standardized shooting gallery, Lin Feng immediately let go of the ravages of the orange cat and walked towards the shooting table.

The live broadcast will start in the afternoon, although Lin Feng used firearms in the past, but now Lin Feng is a 5 good young man under the red flag, just having memory is not enough, you have to practice your feel.

"Click...... The range reverberates with the sound ......of bullets coming out of the chamber and hitting the target.