Popular Science is Weird: Do You Call This a Learning Anchor? ! - Chapter 120 This is the power of fear

"...This way..."

Director Tibetan Fox took a deep breath.

really……

He has personally experienced that in this kind of weather, the sea is full of murlocs...

He can't think about it until now.

Too small, too scary...

Without Lin Muge, this situation...can be called a dead end.

Think about it carefully, except for what Lin Muge just said... it seems there really is no other way.

"Understood, but even if you have a reason, Lao Lin, say so..."

"What can't I say in order to save people? Can I still watch them die? And Brother Liang, I believe you will definitely choose this way when you stand in my position."

Lin Muge stared at the live broadcast and said.

"Yes, to save people..."

Director Tibetan Fox nodded after being silent for a long time.

Save the people first, and there is still time to explain later.

But if you hesitate now for the so-called honorary establishment, that life...but it can't be saved...

"Lao Lin, fortunately there are people like you in this society."

Director Tibetan Fox hung up the phone directly after speaking.

"Come on, senior, those who believe in you will definitely continue to believe in you like me!"

Yu Xinning hesitated and shook Lin Muge's hand, then floated into the air to continue watching the live broadcast on TV.

"Come on, pencil!"

"Believe in yourself! You definitely can!"

"Don't listen to Lin Muge!"

"The murlocs move much more slowly after getting on the boat than underwater, so you must stabilize the boat first!"

"The weather forecast says the rain will stop in half an hour!"

"Although I am a fan of Lin Muge, he said too much just now. Stay alive!"

Just now, Lin Muge's unfeeling and anti-human words made the barrage unify.

It was said on the barrage just now that the tin pencils are purely brain-dead, but now they are all letting them live and expressing disappointment with Lin Muge.

"No, they are still insisting."

Seeing that the Tin Pencil team was still struggling against the Murloc in the live broadcast, Lin Muge leaned on the sofa and shook his head.

Although the weather forecast said that the storm was about to end in half an hour, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the people on the boat were exhausted under the beating of wind and rain.

But even so, they are still standing up to resist.

The murloc corpses on the ship had even piled up and there was no time to throw them into the sea.

Some people have already had color on their bodies, let alone 30 minutes in this state, three minutes is enough.

"Is it a barrage..."

Lin Muge pursed his mouth.

The number of people in the live broadcast room has surpassed four million, and the rows of encouraging bullet screens look enthusiastic.

With the encouragement of so many people, even pretending to be not afraid!

"No, I have to talk to everyone."

Lin Muge did not hesitate to click on his live broadcast.

"?? Dare to broadcast live?"

"Good fellow, this is a deliberate diversion!"

"I want to see how he explains"

"I believe in pigeons"

"This is how to eat people with our popular science murloc?"

Less than a minute after he started broadcasting, the live broadcast room was flooded with tens of thousands, and it exceeded 200,000 in less than two minutes.

Although there was a lot of ridicule on the barrage, Lin Muge didn't have time to care about it.

"Brothers, let me make a long story short. I hope you will stop sending words of encouragement in the Tin Pencil live broadcast room, and make him desperate by sending a little bit against him."

Under the full screen "???", Lin Muge took a deep breath and paused.

"I tell everyone clearly that the situation of the tin pencil is no longer available to anyone else."

"Now they are the only ones who can save them."

As soon as Lin Muge said a few words, the number of people in the live broadcast room doubled to 500,000.

The barrage also became more unfriendly.

"So you encourage them!"

"Is that why you started broadcasting?"

"Clear the customs, take the customs..."

"I used to think that his three views are right..."

"Can you return all the previous triplets?"

"Wait... I seem to know what Dove wants to do!"

Ning Ning twisted her head in the air.

She looked at the barrage really angry, but she was helpless.

"There are countless creatures and undead after the death of humans in the sea."

"I believe that the fear that the tin pencil just couldn't control at all has attracted a lot."

"No one can save them now, only supernatural beings can."

"The more the fear of supernatural eating, the stronger it is, so the tin pencil needs to be fearful, desperate, and needs to make the supernatural around them eat stronger, and let the supernatural help them drive away the murlocs."

Lin Muge took a deep breath.

"Brothers, this is the only way. Now we can only hope in the spirit."

"I know that you have a lot of questions, such as why you believe in spirituality, such as others, etc..."

"But... this situation really has nothing to do. The reason I started the live broadcast is to tell everyone not to encourage tin pencils in the barrage."

"What they need now is not courage, but fear!"

"Everyone, please trust seniors!"

Yu Xinning bowed deeply at the camera, and even said in a begging tone.

"So what Lin Muge said just now is actually making Tin Pencil desperate again?"

"I knew it was right to believe in pigeons!"

"If not? If Lingyi didn't save the pencil? Wouldn't the pencil die desperately in the blow of the bullet screen?"

"Lin Muge made sense, but I don't know whether I should believe him or not."

"I believe in Lao Lin, if you don't believe in Lao Lin, you can also believe in me!"

A barrage hiding the director rolled over.

The live broadcast room fell into a brief silence.

"Everyone, this is the only hope for the five or six of Tin Pencil to survive."

"I know you may feel that your encouragement will make them burst out of power and create miracles, and no matter how bad they are, they will die like heroes."

"But before being alive, the so-called miracles and heroic deaths are simply...too trivial."

"Everyone must remember that being alive is the most important thing, and life is always the most important thing, so please trust me very much."

Lin Muge looked directly at the camera and said sincerely.

"If... Lingyi really didn't help Tin Pencil, I will withdraw from the Internet."

After a moment of silence, he said firmly.

"Let me repeat it again. I hope that everyone will use the barrage to cooperate with me to make Tin Pencil desperate. If they still...can't die with everyone's cooperation, then I will quit the Internet without saying anything."

"You can record the screen and take a screenshot. Most of you in the live broadcast room are the appraisers of my sentence."

[Brother Liang: Lao Lin! The main responsibility of this matter itself is not you! 】

[Brother Liang: You just want to save people! 】

[Lin Muge: Yes, I'm using my own guarantee to let everyone save people]

[Lin Muge: Even if I quit the Internet, I can continue to compile a book of weird creatures behind the scenes]

Lin Muge returned on WeChat.

"Yes, the screen has been recorded, I'm back to the pencil studio"

"I believe in pigeons!"

"I'll help spread!"

"To tell you the truth, you really don't have to do this, do you want to quit the net for someone who kills himself?"

"The pigeons are really high quality ups. I'm so lucky that I haven't doubted the pigeons once, even just now."

Seeing Lin Muge decisively and resolutely, even though the netizens in the live broadcast room still had doubts, they all knew that time was pressing.

The topic of #去@铁皮笔直播间击他# was also quickly reposted and spread on Xiaopo Station under the leadership of Director Zanghu and other netizens.

It also includes various influential top 100 up owners in the living area and game zone such as Laotomato and Chao Dean.

In just a few minutes, under the leadership of the official Xiaopo Station, everyone knew the whole story.

Iron Pencil's live broadcast room is about to exceed tens of millions of popularity.

"Senior, thank you..."

Yu Xinning was silent for a while and said with a trembling voice.

"Thank what?"

"nothing."

She sat on the sofa, clasping her hands and watching the live broadcast on TV.

"Xu Yi, Lin Muge is going to retire from the Internet! He stupidly gave his hope to Lingyi?"

"Um……"

In the underground bar of the Demon Capital, Xu Yi, who was lodged in a vampire doll, looked out annoyedly.

Lin Muge said in the live broadcast that he would retire if the tin pencil dies.

But at the same time, if the tin pencil survives, then Lin Muge's entire reputation in the supernatural realm will reach an unshakable position...

This is not just as simple as one person.

This kind of thought of giving up one's own future without hesitation for one's life, really... there is no black spot...

"Pharaoh, we need to consider...joining Lin Muge..."

"Huh? Aren't we going to build our own spiritual resource firm?"

The live zombies of the same species as Ji Fanbu were taken aback and asked.

"If the tin pencil is saved this time, then Lin Muge is not something we can shake."

"Join if you can't beat it, let alone join this...promising person, not shabby."

Xu Yi looked at the barrage in the Iron Pencil live broadcast room, which was full of satire.

"Give it up, really, have you seen pigeons cooking? Now you are the spider silk."

"Brain, don't you have to come here?"

"Murman: My food is hot on its own"

"Is this a model of self-death?"

"I laughed"

"Many arm is just a car"

With such a rapid spread of public opinion, the barrage in the live broadcast room has been unified.

"I……"

The Iron Pencil glanced at the bullet screen while breathing, and his face instantly turned pale.

The barrage that was just full of encouragement to give him a steady stream of motivation turned out to be...

In the midst of the storm, he felt so heartbroken that he staggered and almost fell.

Seeing the big raindrops, the rolling black clouds, and the murlocs darker than the night, feeling the ridicule and criticism on the barrage, a sense of despair surged in his heart.

In the breeding of fear, he seemed to feel a gust of wind blowing, and he shivered instinctively.

"careful!"

It was when the iron pencil was in a daze, the murloc jumped up from the bow position and bit at him with his mouth open.

Even though he was pulled apart by his companion, there was still a shocking blood mark on his arm.

"There is no hope..."

Feeling the smell of blood, all the murlocs below seemed to go crazy, rushing towards the boat like soldiers in the ancient siege.

What was already crumbling like a boat suddenly sank a bit.

"give up……"

Seeing that he was still being said on the barrage at this moment, the last trace of the iron pencil's desire to struggle also gradually dissipated.

"Senior, their eyes are..."

"There is no hope anymore~www.novelbuddy.com~ Lin Muge holds a thousand hands tightly.

"But... if you put it to death, you can survive..."

In the picture, everyone on the ship is hiding in the cabin.

Despair, pain, remorse, the fear that all these converge quietly breeds.

Just when five or six murlocs were about to break through the gate, the rain outside suddenly stopped.

It's not that the raindrops are not falling.

But countless puffy raindrops suddenly stood still in mid-air.

Then an invisible force instantly bounced all the murlocs who had poured into the hatch.

"This is the power of fear."

There was a tremor of relief in Lin Muge's voice.