Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 496 Product Marketing
The cigarette was gradually swallowed by the flames, and the scorched yellow burn mark continued to rise until it sank into the fingertips.

Liang De turned his palm over and stared at the place where the slight tingling came from.

This Blue Star doomsday trip made him very uncomfortable.

It's not because of Mi Xiang's appearance.

The meat-eating girl and the things behind her are not the main cause of Mr. Liang's discomfort. What is stuffing his heart at this moment is the blue star in the world of No. 37927 on the other side, which is full of hopeless people.

Why do so many people feel that life is meaningless?
Yes, if there is no doomsday crisis brought by the rising of the earth's veins, most of these people will continue to live like this for 30 years, 50 years, 70 years, until bad luck.

But why.

Liang De clenched his fist with his fingers together, and suppressed the burning pain of the spark in his fist.

He didn't bring out any new cigarettes, but stood and waited for a while.

The size of Blue Star is nothing compared to the huge pastures of compound eyes in other worlds. There are only billions of people in the area. The three corpse puppets released by the herdsman's toolkit reach where they are going without any effort.

The rice elephant tossed the sachet in his hand, the void was rippling, and the projections of countless strings of fortune fell from a high place, hanging down into the darkness inside the sachet.

After the last life string projection disappeared, she held the hearts of all the robbers on this planet in her hands.

"nailed it."

Mi Xiang grabbed the coconut-sized sachet with both hands and shook it like a dice cup.

There are words in her mouth:
"Happy, happy, give me all the happiness, isn't it happiness, give it all to you..."

The 84-style herdsman official self-discipline toolkit shines brightly, delivering carefully customized products to everyone who needs happiness.

In the company bathroom with real-time monitoring installed, on the blood and sweat assembly line day and night, in the small mountain village where people are sold and raised like livestock, in the dark private mine... Everyone laughed happily.

Happiness is fake, but the body and soul love it, and the shapes and spirits of billions of robbers are quietly transformed.

Liang De looked down at the Sony Ericsson radar on his left wrist. The value representing the possibility of the end of the Blue Star dropped like a tide, and soon fell back to the other side of the warning line.

When this batch of three corpse puppets took off, he had already checked with his spiritual sense.

It is a very exquisite creation, non-toxic and has no side effects. It can run on its own by relying on the waste produced by the human body's metabolism. It has worked normally for more than a hundred years without any problems. It can completely help the Blue Star humans survive the disaster of the earth's veins rising in a few days.

He randomly checked the status of several looters in the vicinity with his martial sense, and then hacked into the sky eye systems of several major governments of the blue star to scan. After confirming that there was no risk, he stopped paying attention to what was happening to the hopeless people on this planet. The change.

Mr. Liang is not a big-hearted person, and he didn't like watching horror movies very much.

Now such a terrifying scene full of smiles, you can not see it.

He separated a Liang Deyi and returned to the Haina Phantom Treasure where the carrion old king was housed.

Only Wang Pufa, a cyborg below his shoulders, was holding a game controller and staring coldly at Liang Deheng.

"You still know how to come back! Do you know how I spend these days!"

"I know, you played five rounds of shy mahjong, and even cleared the swimsuit girl to find fault."

Lao Wang tilted his head and grinned:
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not playing, I'm playing to criticize... critically understand the entertainment culture that you young people like. Besides, isn't it all up to you, why are you playing these games? Ah, how many years have I lived, I have never seen you like this, are you disgusting, you, uh—"

"My, my fault, Brother Wang, I have something to discuss with you."

Liang De accepted the criticism humbly, and sat down next to Wang Pufa lightly.

Wang Pufa raised his head and closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh:
"Last time you said you had something to discuss with me. I'm still alive. Now I'm in a fucking state. Anyway, I'm powerless to resist. Take everything I can give you. Hurry up, don't talk nonsense. , I get annoyed when I see you."

As he said, he put his right leg up, ready to put on a pose to show that the master can't do anything with you, but the attitude of the master is here...

"Hey! I have legs!" Old Wang was ecstatic.

Hey, why is this leg still numb? Is this my leg...

"Brother Wang, don't worry, there are loans and repayments, left, middle and right, and they are brand new."

Liang De connected another leg to Wang Pufa and completed the body replacement below the head for him.

Old Wang immediately became anxious: "Why do I want a brand new one? It's so darn white. I feel ashamed to go out. I used to have tanned arms and legs. Why do you use second-hand products as good ones?" what!"

Are you tanned? You are rotten flesh wrapped in mud!
Liang De looked into his eyes and said:

"Brother Wang, I will replace everything from the head to the one you had when you were alive. The brain is more complicated and cannot be completed overnight. I have already set it up and will gradually complete the reconstruction within 12 hours. After the replacement, you will no longer be a ghoul. .

"I have left a newly revised version of Bing Xin Jue in the new brain for you, and you can practice it for a few hours after meals every day, and the disordered soul will be reversed slowly.

"I can see how much your soul is fluctuating. Now is the time when you are more awake. I want to discuss something with you, okay?"

Wang Pufa put his raised left leg back to its original position, and patted his thigh with both hands:
"Okay, you say."

Liang De: "I have studied the operating rules of this world and related knowledge of magic... Brother Wang, you are born with a different personality, and you are not a person who can survive in the mortal world for a long time.

"It's fine if you're happy, happy, and open-minded. If you have too many things in your backlog, your emotions will affect your energy, and when it's cloudy and cloudy—one of the four is enough—it may trigger a thunderstorm." Hit, the more time matches, the greater the chance of being hacked."

Wang Pu was amused, "I am a lightning rod, no wonder I am always woken up at night, I am dead and I can't be at peace.

"Brother, don't trade me in for a new one. Get the old body back. It's a chop. There's no need to make me alive. I've lived it. It's meaningless. It's better to go down the drain."

"No, Brother Wang, we now have an activity to send happiness home for free..."

"Send happiness?"

Liang De looked at the floor and nodded, saying:
"Yes, it is a product developed by my friend's company. After you use it, you can maintain happiness anytime, anywhere, and you can control it yourself. It's like having an extra happiness button on your body. Press it when you are unhappy, and press it. It works, it feels faster than touching the switch.

"I don't really want to recommend this to others, but your situation is different. Happiness is your necessity...

"How about Brother Wang, do you want a set?"

　Thank you all and see you tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)