Facing Liancheng's doubts.

Zhang Haichao tilted his head and said slowly: "Brother, your old antique from the last century cannot keep up with the new trend. Do you know what live broadcasts are the most popular now, the "Penguin Glory" that female college students are more terrifying than primary school students. Second, it is "Jedi Chicken Eating", all the big anchors are playing, haha, you are ignorant."

He finally found some confidence in front of Brother Lian. The boy was extremely proud and laughed so hard that his mouth was grinning at the ear. When he was not careful, he was shot by "Voldemort" lying on the ground. He just fell into the grass and was shot more than ten times. He could not die anymore.

Zhang Haichao couldn't help but curse: "Dry it with banana sesame oil skin! 17 shots in 2 seconds"

Liancheng did not pay attention to the victory or defeat of the game. He snatched Zhang Haichao's mouse, switched to the browser, opened live broadcast websites such as You Qianyu, Maoya, Zhuzixiong, and Xiaohongqi in turn, and then clicked on different popularity rankings.

He found that there were not many professional anchors of "Jedi Chicken Eater" in the first twenty miles. On the contrary, many anchors who sing, dance, or other games played this game in the live broadcast room. At a glance on the page, seven out of ten were this ones.

"I'm right!" Zhang Haichao was proud and shook his head and said, "I rarely even play lol. Every time I go to an Internet cafe with my classmates, I basically eat chicken."

They chatted for a while.

While speaking, Zhang Haichao won the first place with his skillful shooting skills and vulgar moves, and successfully "eat the chicken". This made the kid even more arrogant. He jumped and winked at Liancheng: "Brother Lian, I remember you are so delicious, why don't I teach you how to play this, haha, there is no tuition fee."

Lian Cheng nodded hesitantly, and he suddenly said, "There is something I forgot to tell you."

"What"

Zhang Haichao didn't look up, and he started another new game and was ready to go.

Lian Cheng said, "I was sent by your father to catch you." He glanced at his phone: "Your father will be here soon."

When the junior high school student next door heard this, he couldn't help but feel sad as if he had died of a rabbit and fox. He silently settled the bill and decided to change to an Internet cafe.

“…”

Two minutes later, Zhang Youwei joined the battlefield with great momentum. After a burst of wailing, Zhang Haichao was pulled back to Xiaohonglou by his own father.

Liancheng went to the city center and found Li Zheng from Zhaoping Pharmacy to buy a few portions of Qi-ining Medicinal Materials, and then went to the vegetable market to buy some fish, eggs, meat and vegetables. The amount was very large, basically in units of ten kilograms. Finally, he hired a small car to bring everything back.

He now has a stunning appetite. He thought that the foundation-building of spiritual energy was successful, and after entering the Dou Realm, he could fast the valley like the mythological records, or eat wind and drink dew. The result showed that practicing would only make people eat more and more.

The law of conservation of mass is placed, where does it come from if you don't eat it?

Science is amazing!

While stuffing bean paste bags into his mouth, Liancheng moved boxes of things to the third floor. He was more and more able to eat, and the same was true for pets with his owner, but he raised a prodigal thing.

The bedroom bed was filled with red banknotes, which looked dazzling.

The copper coins rolled around inside, as if they were drunk, sometimes rolling up and down, sometimes swaying left and right, and even fell to the floor, and finally crawled back happily.

"Eat, you eat hard, why don't you eat to death?" Lian Cheng shook his head.

The cash brought by Han Fei was almost completely eaten up, and the handful on the bed was the last 100,000 yuan.

Liancheng had tens of thousands of dollars left, which was barely enough in a short period of time. Since he raised copper coins, his concept of money gradually faded and rose to the state of being calm in favor of disgrace.

Because he knew that no matter how much he earned, the final result would be...

Your dad is full!!!

Lian Cheng picked up the copper coin that was so comfortable that he rubbed the quilt on the bed, put on a red rope and put it on his neck again. He looked down at the copper coin, feeling relieved that his prodigal son had finally grown up.

Relieve you! Five hundred thousand is gone again!

Although copper coins eat a lot, they have always adhered to the fine tradition of eating money to do things. This time, Liancheng didn’t know what big moves copper coins would make. In short, it would be good for himself, and he would probably not be at peace.

He stewed a pot of pork sausage, fryed the Mushu persimmon and fish-flavored shredded pork, and cooked a full pot of salted white clams. While the heat was hot, he knocked on the door of his cousin's house next door.

Wang Xifeng came out, dragging his luggage with his left hand and holding his son Wang Yuanyang with his right hand. He said to Liancheng with a slight silence and apologies: "I originally planned to have a meal here, but I encountered some urgent matters. Yuanyang's illness has worsened recently, so I have to take him to the city center to see a psychologist immediately."

Wang Yuanyang hid behind his father, stared at Liancheng strangely, and said vaguely: "Bad guy...chess mountain..."

Fang Qian sighed and explained: "He thought you didn't want him to go to Qizi Mountain. We have no choice but to let him do everything for his illness. He didn't say a word this morning, and he didn't say the first thing until now."

"Cousin, I'm so sorry." Wang Xifeng couldn't help feeling guilty when he smelled the smell of rice floating in the corridor, but his son's illness was more important.

Lian Cheng nodded, and he brought Wang Xifeng to the second floor, introduced Zhang Youwei to him, and said, "This was the chief physician of the First Hospital of Medical University, and he should know many famous experts and doctors."

Zhang Youwei smiled awkwardly: "That's all in the past. I'm just going to tinker with the health care products business now. What doctor do you plan to find?"

"Children, I plan to see a psychologist." Wang Xifeng said.

"Then I know a very experienced old doctor. The overseas returnees from the last century are very high in terms of experience and level. In this way, I will give you my business card." Zhang Youwei wrote a phone number on the business card and handed it to Wang Xifeng: "You make this call and go to the hospital to give him the business card."

After leaving the door, Wang Xifeng asked Liancheng in a low voice: "Your neighbor is very proud. But it seems that he is not a doctor."

Lian Cheng whispered: "Two years ago, a medical accident, and his family was in a mourning hall. He was killed by the doctor's trouble. In fact, he didn't blame him for that matter, it was a matter of the judge's judgment. But he still felt guilty and never did this again."

"That's how..." Wang Xifeng sighed: "Why are good people always unlucky?"

Send Wang Xifeng and his family away.

Lian Cheng temporarily calmed down. Except for Zhen Xuan on the second floor, there was only a room of ghosts left in the entire building. He routinely checked the work results of Brother Fool to see how much he gained these days.

In the debris room, four terrifying evil spirits struggled seriously in front of the computer.

Liancheng replaced the account that was officially banned, and then found a new account. He sat next to him and watched Brother Fool enter the game world again.

By chance, he discovered something very interesting.

There is a red stone in the game. If you break a prop called "Demon Stone", it is not 100% dropped. That is to say, no one knows whether there will be any output before crushing the red stone. In order to ensure profits, most players will choose to crush all the red stones.

But the fool is different.

There were about twenty red stones on the entire map, and he only selected about one-third of them to break them. Coincidentally, the stones he broke would drop "Demon Stones" in every ten.

It's a bit strange, its luck seems to be too good. Overall, the explosion rate of the Magic Stone is definitely not that high.

Liancheng had an amazing guess.

"Could this ghost do not succeed in divination?"

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