Resistance, headquarters, VIP room.

Originally, the rebels didn't have such a VIP room.

After the number one came, there were.

He sat on the soft slump, wrapped in mink, blowing the cold wind, drinking honey water, and his mouth did not stop.

"I said stop!"

Number One pointed to the screen and said proudly,

"Photographer! Set up a few more cameras, it's live, if you don't have any, go dig in Brave New World!"

"Give me the makeup artist! How do you draw angel makeup? As I said, you want to give people a shocking feeling, what do you mean by giving people a feeling that it is easy to give people?"

"And the hairstylist, I want blonde hair like Mai Lang, are you Mai Lang? All I saw was the waves!"

「.......」

There were dozens of people around One, everyone extremely busy, seemingly going on a tense live broadcast.

And No. 1 is the on-site director of this live broadcast, responsible for coordinating and directing everything.

There was a huge screen in front of him, and the screen was divided into different pieces, large and small, playing different images.

There is a duel between the angel and the principal, and there are also pictures of other battlefields.

The camera here can call up any corner of the headquarters.

And No. 1, as the director, directs the storyboard switch, how to transition, when to focus on which battlefield....

This live broadcast is not only for the rebels, but also for Paradise Lost, Brave New World...

Anywhere you can receive a signal, you can see the live broadcast.

Just add money.

Originally, the rebels didn't care about this kind of yellow and white thing.

However, number one came and everything changed.

This mercenary guy actually held a high position in the rebel army and was entrusted with a heavy task by the prophet.

Now, the overall defense policy of the rebels is arranged by No. 1, and this interception is also arranged by him.

At the same time as the interception, the No. 1 also made a little bit of a small request.

It's this live broadcast.

He bluntly said that there will be a large number of people willing to pay for this live broadcast, and this idea can increase the GDP of the rebels by at least 3 percentage points this year!

Although very reluctant to admit it, the vast majority of capable people did not oppose this plan.

It's useless to oppose it.

The reason is simple, Paradise Lost is the Paradise Lost of the Master, and the Rebels are the Prophet's Rebellion.

At the headquarters, both sides have absolute prestige, absolute control, and emperor-like status.

The Prophet has carte blanche to charge One, and everyone is to listen to One.

Therefore, at the most intense moment of the war, such a ridiculous scene occurred.

Yes, it's very Luden.

"Cheer up!"

Number One shouted at the top of his voice,

"Element... I have found out that these thugs have stormed the rebel headquarters with the aim of assassinating the Prophet!"

Hearing this, the busy crowd was stunned.

Are you sure?

They came to kill the Prophet?

Why didn't the rebels hear from it?

Several of them in the know showed a smile of understanding, and did not dismantle the No. 1 platform.

One continued,

「... So you must protect me!"

All:.......

Would you like to hear what you're saying?

Is there a causal relationship between these two sentences?

No. 1 saw the dissatisfaction of the crowd and emphasized,

"As the second man in the Resistance, I am the last line of defense in front of the Prophet, and as soon as I die, the Prophet is in danger..."

Nobody cares about his.

However, there is one thing to say, No. 1 became serious, and he really had a bit of Ludden's appearance, which made many people change his attitude

Prejudice, this guy is a bit of a real skill.

Soon, prejudice returned to people's minds.

It's not because prejudice is a mountain that can't be moved.

But... No. 1 has always been able to push the lower limits of people's imagination in some way.

Take this blockade operation as an example, the previous plan was formulated by No. 1, and everyone in the rebels looked at it and felt that there was no problem, so they were ready to carry it out.

When I really arrived at the scene, everyone realized that something was wrong!

The original plan was to protect the prophet as if it were a turnip.

The result?

The Prophet didn't come at all!

Number One is where the Prophet should have been!

In other words, the plan to defend the prophet instantly became the defense of him!

Number One accepted the protection of the crowd for him.

Seeing No. 1's arrogant appearance, Angela was a little breathless and reminded in a low voice,

"Don't forget the Prophet's assignment!"

That's right, the fact that One can have such a status and have so many resources is not appreciated by the prophets.

A gesture like a reward for a wild dog would never be accepted by Luden.

Even if it's number one.

He made a deal with the Prophet.

In this skirmish, the Prophet allowed him to use all his resources, whether to protect the Prophet or to protect himself.

There is only one condition for a prophet.

When the dust settles, One must find the Master!

From beginning to end, the prophet's goal was not Paradise Lost, but the Master.

The only thing he didn't calculate was that at the beginning of the war, the master killed himself!

But

Death is never the end.

This is not the first time the master has experienced death.

The Prophet knew that the Master's true body was still there, hiding in the Waste Squad, possibly anyone.

If you want to find a master, you can't rely on other people.

The prophecy of the prophet is not valid for the master.

Although there are many rebels, there are few who can really fight against the masters.

Number one is different.

There is a saying in Paradise Lost, the first to invest in the master and the second to invest in the number one.

Behind this joke, there is a law that makes people think about it.

In the entire Paradise Lost, Number One is the one who knows the master best.

If you want to find out the master hidden in the waste team, you can't rely on anyone but One.

No. 1 probably understands this, so he is so fearless.

"Got it, got it, I'm annoyed, didn't you see that I'm busy here?"

Listening to Angela's reminder, Number One waved his hand impatiently and said into the headset,

"The fight between the angel and the head of the garden is a little more intense, this is the martial arts of the whole audience, how did I tell you before, big scene! Great Production! The action scene must be fried, and I have done all the promotional posters....

"Give Angel 3 more units of adrenaline!"

"The machine gun number 16 in the southwest direction of the second battlefield has been moved 3 meters to the left."

「......」

Commander No. 1 was delighted.

Angela also returned her attention to the battlefield.

As the number one said, the battle between the angel and the head of the garden was extremely explosive.

It looks like two superheroes are fighting in close quarters, with all kinds of special effects, Duang~ is very cool.

It's just that no one can understand why they still have to fight with cold weapons like reckless men after awakening their abilities.

Their battles, while tense and exciting, are somewhat monotonous.

One apparently noticed this as well, and commanded calmly,

"The rest of the battlefield looks like it's about to be decided, listen to my command, cut to the second battlefield first, 3, 2, 1.cut!"

Home screen

On the screen, the picture switches, and the explorer who has been blown off half of his body is lying in a dirt pit, with more air in and less air out, and it seems that he is about to die.

His enemies didn't show up from beginning to end, and they relied on firepower to build a victory.

This result is not surprising.

The ability of the explorer is the most incontrivious, and it is also the best to deal with.

After giving the explorer a few shots, the main screen switches again under the command of One.

The battle on the magician's side is also coming to an end.

The magician used a strange magic trick and achieved the final victory after several twists and turns.

There are a total of five people in the waste team, and No. 1 opened five live broadcast rooms for them.

The number of viewers in the principal's live broadcast room is the highest, and the barrage in the magician's live broadcast room is the largest.

The audience was surprised, is this guy a magician, or a magician?

Some of his operations have even gone beyond the realm of magic and have already touched the realm of law!

It can only be said that the magician chose the most barrage play.

The camera cuts to the magician just in time for victory.

Number One blurted out,

"Good!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire studio instantly became silent.

Everyone looked at Number One in unison, and their eyes were self-evident.

We have a traitor in the middle.

Number One immediately changed his tune and shouted,

"Okay, you magician, you bully me into the rebels, don't let me get caught..."

All:......

Number One was not embarrassed in the slightest.

As long as he is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

This guy is really a veteran.

It took less than a week for No. 1 to come to the Resistance, and everyone reached a consensus:

Number one is a joke.

There is not much consensus between the Resistance and Paradise Lost, and this is the most determined of them all.

"Cut, cut!"

No. 1 Jumping Track,

"Can this be broadcast, this live broadcast room is blocked! The footage has been deleted!"

The screen switches again, and it comes to the battlefield on Saturday.

It's more of a café than a battlefield.

The two of them didn't know where to get the tables and chairs, and even poured a cup of coffee with half a head of garlic next to them.

They drank coffee and chatted like old friends.

Saturday put down the pen and paper in his hand and asked politely,

"I'm sorry to take the liberty of asking, who are you?"

"Hey."

The man opposite him sighed and said helplessly,

"To be honest, this question also bothers me, we all look the same, right, everyone has a code name, what is my code name, by the way, the Forsaken..."

Saturday frowned and asked,

"You are the Forsaken, who am I?"

"I don't know who you are, I don't even know what we're doing here."

The Forsaken put down his coffee cup and explained,

"I have a bad memory, and what's even stranger is that the people I meet don't seem to have a very good memory."

Saturday seemed to catch something from it, and asked,

"Is it possible that you have a special ability that can make those around you forget, and of course, you yourself will be affected by this ability..."

Hearing this, the Forsaken was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise,

"Can this kind of thing really be done?"

"I don't know."

Saturday subconsciously took out paper and pen and prepared to write,

"Write it down first..."

The moment he lifted the pen, Saturday's mind went blank.

He forgot how to write the words.

After a few more seconds, he forgot what he was going to do.

Saturday put down the pen and paper and asked politely,

"Who are you?"

"Honestly..."

The conversation between the two was repeated more than ten times.

The Forsaken rebelled and became the Amnesiac of Paradise Lost.

But when his plan was about to succeed, he was ruthlessly betrayed by his pig teammate No. 1.

To save the plan, but also for their own sake, the Forsaken choose to forget everything.

The Forsaken, who has become a blank slate again, naturally has a new beginning.

The rebels took him in again, with reservations, of course.

His abilities have also undergone some changes, and he will influence those around him uncontrollably.

In this case, the Forsaken themselves become very troublesome, and most of the time they are exiled to solitude.

But!

In this battle, the Forsaken showed great results in the face of Saturday.

In the waste team, Saturday is also a presence that should not be underestimated.

His sticky notes are all-round support, which means that he can become an all-round fighter in a short period of time.

Going it alone, anyone who comes across Saturday will have a headache.

Moreover, once in battle, the ability to be successfully recorded by Saturday will be even more terrifying!

If you fold the ability note, you can temporarily seal the opponent's ability on Saturday!

This was not told on Saturday, but the Prophet found out.

With the information in hand, Number One naturally arranged for the Forsaken to deal with Saturday.

Forget everything, forget your own records, forget your words....

Saturday, who was targeted, failed to play any role and was confined to death.

The moment the Forsaken appeared, Saturday lost.

They can only chat here until the other battlefields are decided.

Looking at the picture on the home screen, Number One yawned,

"It's boring, change the channel!"

The camera cuts again to the battlefield of the Sabbath.

The camera can't capture the footage of the Sabbath, so here is a black screen.

But

The live broadcast room is very lively.

Even if it's a black screen, there are people constantly tipping.

Gorgeous banners floated through the live broadcast room.

[Paradise Lost, you Brother Biao becomes the captain of the ship! 】

[My eldest brother became a captain on the Sabbath!] 】

[One, you traitor become the captain of the ship!] 】

["No. 1, you traitor" user was permanently banned because his ID contained prohibited words]

【......】

In the black screen, countless users rewarded the ship.

Seeing this scene, No. 1's mouth smiled crookedly,

"No. 1, I like to collect money the most!"

He didn't rejoice for long, but he was reminded by the staff that the battle between the principal and the angel was coming to an end.

No. 1 hurriedly changed the channel, rushed to the end, saw an ending, and kept commanding in his mouth,

"Lights, to the sunset! I want the sunset to go down, so good!"

"White dove! Fly!"

"The white dove flies and the crow flies!"

「......」

The farce of Commander No. 1 did not affect the two people on the battlefield.

The angel looked at the headmaster who was pierced by the sword, and she stabbed the other man in the heart with precision.

As soon as the angel draws his sword, the head of the garden will die instantly.

Even if he doesn't pull it out, the principal will soon die from blood loss.

In the battle between the two, the principal exhausted all his hole cards and did not wait for the support of his teammates.

The angel also paid a heavy price, and there was a deep whip mark on her face, which almost split her whole body in two, and there were no less than a hundred wounds on her body, large and small.

Even so, she had the last laugh.

The angel looks down as a victor

The head of the garden, opened his mouth coldly,

"You're old."

"yes... I'm getting old..."

The director opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, looking extremely miserable.

His long whip was broken, and now he couldn't even lift his hands, and he struggled to speak.

The principal suddenly asked an inexplicable question.

"Have you ever experienced death?"

The angel frowned, not understanding what the principal meant.

If she had experienced death, how could she stand here?

The principal didn't seem to be asking her, but who he was talking to.

He said to himself,

「.. Black... It's really dark..."

The light in the principal's eyes slowly dimmed, his lips squirmed, and he said the last few words,

"Remember... Death is not the end... It's a new beginning..."