"Here?" Yang Yan walked out of the underground parking lot and found that the scene here was very familiar, with a strong Chinese style. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After these live broadcasts, Yang Yan appeared in his own country for the first time, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy.

I don't know, this time I will meet someone familiar.

With a silent thought in his heart, Yang Yan began to observe the surrounding environment.

This time, he doesn't know what time it is, he only hopes that it won't appear at a later point after the outbreak of the end times, because his strength is weak now.

Don't look at the fact that he has been injected with immortality genes, endurance genes, intelligence genes, and spirit genes, but he has not been injected with combat genes. In addition, it has only been three days, and those genes have not been completely fused to reflect the desired effect.

"Anchor, you finally broadcast live during the daytime in the United States, we finally don't have to stay up late, it should be worth my reward of 10 million."

Obviously, this is the rich man of US imperialism.

"Hey, isn't this New York's Chinatown, I'm eating noodles at the Chinese restaurant next door to you."

This is New York, not China?

Yang Yan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't stop, and then walked forward, and sure enough, he saw a 'Sichuan Xiang Noodle Restaurant', and its door was still open.

Listening to all directions, Yang Yan walked straight into the noodle restaurant.

Inside, it was a mess and there was a strong stench.

Obviously, it was the smell of rotting corpses, the familiar smell, the smell of the end times.

Yang Yan walked over to a table and swiped his fingers across the dusty tabletop. This desktop told Yang Yan that the time he was in now was at least a month after the outbreak of the apocalypse. Otherwise, there won't be so much dust.

Unfortunately, he couldn't be sure what time it was.

"Mr. Flame, can you tell us that this really didn't happen sometime in the future of our world, a question from the U.S. government."

The U.S. imperialists are really local tyrants, and they have just been cheated by themselves for a trillion yuan, and they have started asking questions again.

"Who knows, maybe I've traveled to the future. Perhaps, you should check out Huaxia's online novels, maybe you can find more answers, hehe. Yang Yan responded in a low voice and walked towards the depths of this noodle restaurant.

Quiet, in the last days represents danger, a high degree of danger.

Either because there is a large survival camp nearby, and all the zombies around it have been cleaned up.

Either because there are mutant zombies nearby, other zombies are afraid of its breath, so they will choose to leave the other party's territory.

Mutant zombies are divided into first-order alien corpses, second-order alien corpses, third-order alien corpses, and fourth-order alien corpses according to the strength they display. Among them, the one that forms the territorial consciousness is the third-order alien corpse.

Once it encounters a third-order alien corpse, only the firepower of the rocket can cause fatal damage to it, and almost all humans walk around.

Because of the blockage of news in the end times, Yang Yan couldn't be sure when and where the third-order alien corpse first appeared.

He only hoped that he was not so unlucky that he had encountered a third-order alien corpse at this time.

"Flame, is that you?"

Flames, is that you?

Yang Yan subconsciously repeated this sentence in his mind, and then suddenly turned around.

"Who are you, newcomer?" Could it be that the live broadcast of the end times has begun to go through unlimited streams, and new people have joined?

"Uh-huh, yes, I'm a newcomer, my name is Yi ...... Ivan. ”

"Live broadcast assistant, what's going on, the live broadcast rules have changed?" Yang Yan felt that the situation was beyond his expectations, and he was a little overwhelmed. Therefore, he openly called out the live broadcast assistant during the live broadcast.

"Because you're so bored, Princess Ben decided to have a little fun, how about it, isn't it exciting to see the woman you saved?"

"Who are you, isn't this the voice of an assistant?" Yang Yan's scalp was numb, and his eyes were staring at the sky.

"I am the initiator of the end times, and the master who determines your fate. Don't think that your deal with the Pan-Star will be able to hide from us, but in gratitude for your success in fishing out the remnants of the Pan-Star, I won't wipe you out. If you break the live streaming agreement again, I'll wipe you and your family to death. ”

"Besides, I don't mind if you reveal news about the end times, after all, we have tens of thousands of end times, and I hope you can upgrade the end times level of Blue Star, so that you can have fun."

"Then I'd rather you have less fun." Yang Yan squinted his eyes, and helpless emotions permeated his heart.

Even the existence of the Panstellar Civilization has been almost wiped out by 'them', and it is too easy to deal with a planet like Blue Star that does not even have the ability to travel interstellarly.

"What's the new live streaming protocol?" With the new agreement, Yang Yan didn't want to hit the bottom again.

In an instant, Yang Yan had something more in his mind.

First, the live broadcast time was increased to 12 hours.

The second point is to allow all the circumstances of the end times to be disclosed to the Blue Star people.

The third point is that the newcomer must be protected to live, once the newcomer dies, 100,000 points will be deducted, and the points are not enough to directly erase the anchor.

Fourth, open up the weapons exchange system.

Fifth, open the special item exchange system.

Yang Yan twitched, feeling that this live broadcast was becoming more and more like a game.

Disclosing the situation of the end times, it is tantamount to making all mankind commit suicide, the previous difficulty was enough to destroy human civilization, Yang Yan didn't want to increase the difficulty.

Yang Yan connected the weapon exchange system in his consciousness, and as he guessed, it was so expensive that it was inhumane.

A dagger can be exchanged for 50,000 points, and it doesn't have any special functions, just a dagger that looks sharp.

If Yang Yan is killed, he will not waste 100,000 points to exchange for such a dagger, even if it can be taken into the waiting room by Yang Yan.

"Flame, am I going to die?" The newcomer who called himself Ivan shook Yang Yan's arm, but Yang Yan knew that this woman was the Eliza who was saved in the previous live broadcast.

"You'd better not die, or we'll die together." Yang Yan wasn't quite sure whether it was Eliza who had never experienced the end of the world, or Eliza, who had fought side by side with him.

"Besides, you'd better not say a word, or I'd rather cut out your tongue." From now on, Yang Yan decided not to answer any questions about the causes of the end times, live broadcast locations, characters, and everything else related to the end times.

"Two hours left, I hope you can hold on." The previous ten hours were still valid, so Yang Yan had to make up for the missing two hours.

Eliza nodded vigorously, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Ten hours ago, she was still wondering why there was another self in the world, and she was still afraid that the end of the world could come at any time. But she never thought that she would enter the live broadcast and encounter the flame that existed like a god.

Speaking of which, she was lucky enough, because the Japanese group of people who had communicated with Yang Yan had died mysteriously.