I Am Liked by Non-human Beings and Surrounded by Barrage

"Wait, aren't they cultists? By the way, what are they talking about?"

Really curious, Jia Luo asked the lords in the audience: "Well, how about I go over and have a look?"

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"Uh, I advise the protagonist not to go there, this really looks too much like a common death-seeking behavior..."

"I also think it's too deadly!"

"Don't go, it's not uncommon to see such acts of death!"

"I'm Huang Zi, I also suggest that the protagonist leave here immediately, and then call the police, and run as far as possible after that, I have a bad feeling..."

"The yellow letter makes sense!"

……

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"It's okay, I'll take a look and run!"

After Jia Luo whispered, he immediately moved closer to listen to what they said curiously. He squatted behind various building materials behind the abandoned building, and approached carefully to a place where he could hear their voices. The believers stopped praying suddenly, bowed their heads and meditated there.

The fishy smell of seafood hit his face, irritated his nasal cavity, and made him feel very uncomfortable. He wondered if these cultists sacrificed with seafood?

That's too weird, isn't it a seafood evil god who uses seafood as a sacrifice material?

Jia Luo poked his head out from the side of a pile of bricks, trying to observe those cultists at close range, and was startled when he saw it.

It's really too ugly. The faces of those cult believers are the doomsday of appearance control. Their faces seem to have experienced a big fire, and their faces are festered by the fire.

At the same time, as soon as he raised his head, the fishy smell became more intense, making Jia Luo want to vomit. He immediately covered his mouth and nose with his hands, barely suppressing the nausea in his stomach.

After those cultists finished chanting silently, they started to move like crazy again, and began to chant the spell again while reveling.

This time it was close, Jia Luo heard it clearly, and the audience masters also heard it clearly.

"I'a I'a. Cthulhu Fhatgn!"

It doesn't matter if you don't understand the above, it has a more familiar translation in Tianchao.

Oops, oops, Mr. Ke made candy!

Author's message:

ps. The protagonist is like this. If you persuade him to die, he will not do it. As soon as you ignore him, you will start to die yourself.

In other words, why do I feel that the monthly pass and the blade have begun to balance? ? ?

The update will be later tomorrow.

Also, you always say that Mr. Ke sends candy, why don't I have it?

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Grams of sugar?

Gallo: "..."

Audience gentlemen: "..."

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"By the way, are we really the European Royal Group? Doubt..."

"I don't know, I just know that I'm going to turn off the computer..."

"Wait for me in the front, I also turned off the computer..."

"Isn't it good to leave the protagonist like this?"

"It's nothing bad, my san value is very low..."

"Everyone, I'd better watch the graphic live broadcast with the Africans in the post bar. If something happens, I can turn off the computer immediately..."

"Post bar live broadcast? Or graphic live broadcast? What the hell!!!"

"I asked a friend in Africa, someone posted a screenshot live broadcast on the post bar, for the convenience of African refugees."

"Good man, who is your friend?"

"That good guy is me!!!"

"Wait, this id, woc, isn't this Mr. Buff!"

"By the way, it's me. I was just bored at first, but now I seem to be really smart. If Mr. Ke comes out, millions of people will want to see Mr. Ke's screenshots. Will the san value be lost when looking at the pictures? 23333..."

"Uh... I take back my words about the good man."

"It's obviously chaotic and evil up there, Khan..."

"Wait, no one cares about Mr. Buff, this is going to make a big deal!!!"

"I'm the owner of the post bar, and I've dragged Mr. Buff into the little black room!"

"You are ruthless..."

"Society, my lord, people don't talk too much, 23333"

"66666"

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"Desolate, half of the people left at once!"

"Fuck, you should say, there are still half of them. I always thought that those who died like me were a minority..."

"It's probably because modern life is too boring. It's rare to have such exciting things. How can we not stay..."

"66666, all the brave ones are about to go to heaven!"

"Don't you have the courage to go to the sky above, 2333"

"That's right, I have my hammer ready, don't worry about shutting down the computer if something goes wrong, just smash the computer!"

"There is still this kind of operation, boss 66666"

……

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Seeing that half of the audience masters had withdrawn, and the other half who liked to make a big death stayed, Jia Luo thought for a while that he didn't really want to see Mr. Ke, so he didn't want to disturb the gathering of Mr. Ke's followers here.

To put it simply, Jia Luo was a little timid and wanted to withdraw.

Maintaining a cautious movement, Jia Luo stepped back, wanting to retreat to the shadow and escape under the cover of building materials.

Jia Luo's movements stopped suddenly, and he felt something pressing against him from behind.

For a moment, Jia Luo thought a lot, like hanging up a trespassing guy who wanted to die, and everyone happily held a barbecue party around him to please the gods.

He turned his head with a stiff face, looked back, and forced a smile on his face, and said, "Brother, in fact, I am also Mr. Ke, no, the great follower of Cthulhu—"

Suddenly, before he finished speaking, Jia Luo's mouth was covered by someone, but unlike the mermaid face he imagined, a female face appeared in front of him.

He raised his finger in the middle and hissed, pointed at the madly beating cultist over there, then shook his head to signal him to be quiet.

Jia Luo nodded to show that he knew, and the woman took away the hand covering Jia Luo's mouth.

The woman in front of me is wearing a smart black dress, she looks like a mature urban woman, her top and bottom clothes look very ordinary, and there is a single-lens reflex camera hanging on her chest. Jia Luo doesn't know the model of the camera, but it seems to be a Leica Camera, the name Leica has been heard before, but it is very expensive.

In these terms, women are not strange, but women are a little too extraordinary.

That is, the appearance of women is too beautiful. In terms of appearance alone, even Fu Jiang can only bow down in front of her.

Her facial features are all the most exquisite, as if a superb craftsman painted a dreamy beauty based on the inspiration obtained in a dream by a superb painter.

It's not Fu Jiang's alluring beauty, but the beauty that arises spontaneously from his appearance.

The audience masters couldn't help being amazed when they saw it.

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"Whoa, my wife has appeared again!"

"Yes, they are all your wives. Hey, don't you think this face looks familiar?"

"It's a bit familiar when you say that, as if I've seen it somewhere..."

"In this case, it's up to you—Huang Zijun!"

"I'm a yellow character, so it's up to me. You guys think I'm Pikachu. I'm speechless... To be honest, this woman looks familiar to me, but I can't figure it out! It's a strange feeling... "

"You don't even know about popular science? Is it your illusion!"

……

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The lords in the audience said the same thing as Jia Luo thought, and he also felt that this woman looked familiar?

"Are you a student?"

The woman looked Jia Luo's attire up and down.

"Are you... a reporter?"

Jia Luo looked at the woman's chest... no, it was the camera on the chest.

"Well, I'm a reporter, and I'm here to investigate these cults, and I want to make big news!"

The woman smiled happily and directly stated her purpose, but this frightened Jia Luo, not because a very beautiful woman entered the gathering place of the cult alone, but because...

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"Reporter: I want to make a big news!!!"

"I'm afraid this is not a Hong Kong reporter, 233333"

"This reporter must run fast!!!"

"Protagonist (speaking earnestly): You reporters, you always want to make big news. The Demon Lord in the East is better than you. I talked and laughed with him, and even stuffed him in a jar. You can judge for yourself!"

"66666, the one in front!"