Chapter 169: The live broadcast ends
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"Or do you kill yourself?"
Ye Chen tried to ask.
"This definitely won't work, if I can die, then what am I going to do in this live broadcast, just wait for death. β
"You are killed by a monster, it is 'he killed', it is not the same as you kill yourself. β
"Your method is completely taken for granted, without any basis, is there any hint in the live broadcast that I can wake up by committing suicide?"
Ye Chen shook his head, there was indeed no evidence of this.
"If, according to our life experience, one of the more common situations of waking up in a dream is to be awakened, are we going to find a very scary monster or place to wake me up?"
Lu Fan said again.
"Even your nerves can wake up, that level of weirdness, you will kill me as soon as you come up, right?"
Ye Chen said.
This is definitely not good, Ye Chen is the last 100 HP, and there is absolutely no room for error.
Lu Fan didn't dare to let Ye Chen hide indoors first, he went to find the blame himself, he was afraid that it was useless, the sixth live broadcast of the scare division, Yi Chengtao and Guo Chengcheng went to write ghost stories separately from him, but the ghost appeared and came to his side.
What if, this time, like that time, whether separated or not, danger will also come?
Together, the blame is coming, he can still help, if they are separated, the blame goes to Ye Chen, and he doesn't cry.
"Since this live broadcast is your dream, doesn't your will have a role?"
Ye Chen asked.
"No, the dream is not under my control, I've been trying to call for the head balloon since the beginning, but none of the heads have come, and I'm meditating on things like moving cups and changing hairstyles, which don't work either. β
"Could it be that you're not concentrating?"
"I'm talking to you and doing this at the same time, and I can really concentrate a little more, so I'll try again. β
Lu Fan closed his mouth, closed his eyes, and thought about the picture of the human head balloon floating towards the bar in his mind, and thought about it for five minutes, but the human head balloon did not come.
"Human head balloon, come here, this 'Creator' is calling you!"
"Sketch a small ball ball, your master is calling you, come quickly!"
"You can come within a minute, or you will be angry!"
It was useless to imagine the picture, Lu Fan tried to give orders again, and all kinds of orders were tossed for a few minutes, but it was useless.
"It seems that this road is also impassable. β
Failed again, Lu Fan spread his hands and gave up this road.
"If you take a look at the live broadcast again, the live broadcast will not fail to give hints. β
Lu Fan sat on the sofa again and began to replay in his mind the scenes of his entry into the live broadcast.
"I was going to buy comics, and when I pushed the door, I found that I had entered a supermarket and entered a live broadcast. The supermarket was full of dust and there was no food. In the supermarket, I joined four of my teammates. Oh, there are 42 iron containers in the supermarket, arranged in a horizontal and vertical manner. β
"The first time the human head balloon attacked, we searched in the supermarket, found a gongkou magazine, a map, according to the magazine's prompts, we read the spell, the human head balloon retreated, but there was a little monster, the fishing girl ko. β
"We set out to look for something on the map, Han Luo found some bicycles, we rode on the road, on the way, we passed a total of eighteen intersections, thirteen traffic lights, five public phone booths, γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»"
"Wait, phone booth?"
Playing back here, Lu Fan's face showed a touch of joy.
"What age is it now, primary school students are running with mobile phones, junior high school everyone has a mobile phone, who still uses public telephones, there are five public telephone booths at 18 intersections, no matter how you look at it, it is a little too much. β
"If that's a hint, then it's obvious how to survive, just call me and wake me up. β
Lu Fan clapped his hands violently.
"Got it?"
Ye Chen hurriedly asked.
"I thought of it, and the way to survive was to call my body. β
"What did you say, call you?"
When Lu Fan said the conclusion he reasoned about, Ye Chen said that he couldn't accept it.
"Is it possible to call your dream self and your real life self?"
The more Ye Chen thought about it, the more ridiculous he felt.
"Don't think so, if you think differently, it may be easy to understand. β
"Although we are in a dream now, everything in the dream is true, and being hurt in this dream is really hurt, and dying in a dream is really dead. β
"This is a real world, just this world, a world created by Live Streaming based on my dreams. β
"Of course, this world is not infinite, but has a scope, and in this dream, this range is a country. β
"We are in this country now, and my essence is not there. β
"How do people from a country contact people who are not in this country? β
That's what I understand.
"But even then, we don't have a signal!"
Ye Chen took out his phone.
"No signal, that's right!"
"No signal, right?"
"Yes, if we have a signal, you say someone dials my number, did I receive it, or did I receive it?"
"Because we don't have a signal, if someone dials your number, it must be your own body. Ye Chen nodded, but he still couldn't understand, "But this can only ensure that you answer the phone, how can we call?"
"Hehe, who said we can't fight?"
Lu Fan laughed.
"Ah, it's those payphones! If Shenglu is really calling, then those payphones must be able to get through. β
Ye Chen stared at Lu Fan's face for three seconds, and then remembered.
"Well, we'll go now!"
Lu Fan and Ye Chen immediately rode out and walked back, and in about 20 minutes, they came to a public phone booth.
"What is it like to call yourself?"
Lu Fan threw the bicycle casually and walked into the phone booth.
After the coin was inserted, Lu Fan dialed his phone number.
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"Your hair is like snow, poignant parting, who did I touch by burning incenseγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»"
The mobile phone rang suddenly, and Lu Fan suddenly opened his eyes.
When I turned my head and looked around, I was no longer in a public phone booth, but in a manga shop, still holding Junji Ito's manga in my hand.
"I thought I could experience the strange communication between myself and myself, but I didn't expect to be woken up directly by the ringing of the phone!"
Lu Fan took out his mobile phone and flipped through it, but there was no call record just now, and the undisciplined spell sent to him in the live broadcast room had also been deleted.
Right next to him, Ye Chen was holding a comic book in his hand, his eyes were closed, and he was still sleeping.
In the comic shop, people come and go, but no one notices this scene at all, and outsiders accidentally wake up the participants of the live broadcast, this kind of thing is impossible to happen.
Syllable!
Lu Fan raised his hand and twitched it on Ye Chen's head, "Don't sleep, wake up!"
[Audience friends, this live broadcast is completely over here, welcome everyone to watch, we'll see you next time.] γ
After Ye Chen opened his eyes, Lu Fan's ears sounded a prompt sound of the end of the live broadcast in the demon live broadcast room.
"Congratulations to the host for your eighth livestream!"
"The host received a reward of RMB 487977 yuan for this live broadcast, which has been deposited into the bank card. β
"The host received 80 reward demon points for this live broadcast, which has been deposited into the demon account. β
1277+80 points, the balance on the account has reached 1357 points.