I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 392 Death is not the end
Resistance, headquarters, VIP room.

Originally, the Rebels did not have such a thing as a VIP room.

After number one comes, there will be.

He was sitting on a soft bed, wrapped in mink fur, blowing the cold wind, drinking honey water, and kept talking.

"I said stop!"

Pointing at the screen, number one said proudly,
"Photographer! Set up a few more camera positions, this is a live broadcast, if you don't have anyone, go to Brave New World to dig!"

"Give me the makeup artist! How do you do the angel's makeup? As I said, you want to give people a shocking feeling. What do you mean by giving people an easy feeling?"

"And the hair stylist, I want blond hair like wheat waves, are you wheat waves? I only see waves!"

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Dozens of people surrounded No. [-], and everyone was extremely busy, as if they were having a tense live broadcast.

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

There is a huge screen directly in front of him, and the screen is divided into different large and small blocks, playing different images.

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

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

And No. [-], as the director, directs the cutscene switching, how to transition, and when to focus on which battlefield.
This live broadcast is not only for the Rebels, but also for Paradise Lost and Brave New World.
This live broadcast can be seen anywhere a signal can be received.

Just add money.

Originally, the rebels didn't care about such yellow and white things.

But then came number one and everything changed.

This profit-seeking guy actually stole a high position in the rebel army, and was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the prophet.

Today, the overall defense policy of the rebel army is arranged by No. [-], and this interception was also arranged by him alone.

While intercepting, No. [-] also made a small request.

This is the live broadcast.

He bluntly said that there will be a lot of people willing to pay for this live broadcast. This idea can increase the gross production value of the rebel army by at least 3 percentage points this year!

Although very reluctant to admit it, the vast majority of ability users did not object to this plan.

Objection is useless.

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

In the headquarters, both sides have absolute prestige, absolute control, and emperor-like status. Once a word is said, it is hard to follow.

If the Prophet entrusts number one with carte blanche, everyone must listen to number one.

Therefore, at the most intense moment of the war, there was such an absurd scene.

Okay, it's very Luden.

"All cheer up!"

Number One shouted at the top of his voice,

"Ben Yuan. I have already found out that these thugs invaded the headquarters of the Rebel Army just to assassinate the Prophet!"

Hearing this, the busy people were taken aback.

really?
Did they come to kill the prophet?
Why didn't the Rebels hear the news?
Several insiders showed a knowing smile and did not dismantle No. [-]'s platform.

One continued,
".So you must protect me!"

Everyone: .
Would you like to hear what you are saying?
Is there a causal relationship between these two sentences?
No. [-] saw the dissatisfaction of the crowd, and emphasized,

"As the second person in the rebel army, I am the last line of defense in front of the Prophet. Once I die, the Prophet will be in danger."

No one cares about his nonsense.

However, there is one thing to say, when No. [-] is serious, he really looks like Luden, which has changed many people's prejudices against him. This guy has some real skills.

Soon, prejudice returned to people's hearts.

Not because prejudice is a mountain that cannot be moved.

But No. [-] can always break through the lower limit of people's imagination in some aspects.

Taking this blocking operation as an example, the previous plans were all formulated by No. [-]. Everyone in the rebel army looked at it and felt that there was no problem, so they were ready to implement it.

When we got to the scene, everyone realized something was wrong!

The original plan was to protect the Prophet just like protecting a carrot.

The results of it?
The Prophet never came!

Number One appeared where the Prophet should appear!

In other words, defending the Prophet's plan instantly became defending him!
No. [-] accepted everyone's protection for him calmly.

Seeing the arrogant appearance of No. [-], Angela was a little impatient, and reminded in a low voice,

"Don't forget the mission that the Prophet entrusted to you!"

That's right, No. [-] was able to have such a status and possess so many resources, not because of the Prophet rewarding him.

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

Even number one.

He made a deal with the Prophet.

In this small-scale raid, the Prophet allowed him to use all resources, whether it was used to protect the Prophet or to protect himself.

The Prophet has only one condition.

After all the dust settles, No. [-] must find out the master!
From beginning to end, the Prophet's goal is not Paradise Lost, but the Master.

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

Death is never the end.

This isn't the first time the master has experienced death, either.

The Prophet knew that the master's real body was still there, hidden in the trash squad, and it could be 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 rebel soldiers, there are not many who can really fight against the master.

Number one is different.

There is a saying in Paradise Lost that the first to invest is the master, and the second to invest is the No. [-].

Behind this joke lies a frightening law.

In the entire Paradise Lost, No. [-] is the one who understands the master best.

If you want to find out the master hidden in the waste squad, you can't rely on anyone, you can only rely on No. [-].

Mostly number one also understands this point, so he is so confident.

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

Hearing Angela's reminder, No. [-] waved his hand impatiently, and said into the headset,

"The fighting scene between the angel and the director is a little more intense. This is the martial arts role of the whole audience. How did I tell you before, it's a big scene! Big production! The action scene must be explosive, and I have done the promotional posters.
"Give Angel 3 more units of adrenaline!"

"The machine gun No. 16 in the southwest direction of the second battlefield moved 3 meters to the left."

"."

Commander No. [-] was exhilarated.

Angela also returned her attention to the battlefield.

As No. [-] said, the battle between the angel and the director was extremely explosive.

It looks like two superheroes fighting in close quarters, with various special effects, Duang~ is very cool.

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

Their battles, while exciting, are somewhat monotonous.

No. [-] obviously noticed this, and commanded calmly,

"The rest of the battlegrounds are about to be decided. Listen to my command and cut to the second battlefield first. 3, 2, 1. cut!"

On the main screen, the screen switched, and the explorer who had been blown off half of his body was lying in a pit. He was taking in a lot of air and taking out a lot of air, and he was about to die.

His enemy never showed his face, and forced a victory by firepower.

This result is not surprising.

The explorer's ability is the most tasteless and the best to deal with.

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

The battle on the magician's side is also drawing to a close.

The magician used weird magic tricks, and after several twists and turns, he won the final victory.

There are five people in the waste team, and five live broadcast rooms were opened for them on the [-]st.

The director's live broadcast room has the highest number of viewers, and the magician's live broadcast room has the most barrage.

The audience was very surprised. Is this guy a magician or a magician?
Some of his operations, even beyond the scope of magic, have touched the realm of law!

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

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

Number One blurted out,

"it is good!"

As soon as this remark came out, the entire studio instantly became silent.

Everyone looked at No. [-] in unison, their eyes self-evident.

We have a traitor among us.

No. [-] immediately changed his words and shouted,
"Well, you magician, you bully my rebels, don't you, don't let me catch you"

Everyone: .
One didn't feel embarrassed at all.

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. [-] to come to the Rebel Army, and everyone reached a consensus:
Number one is a joke.

There are not many consensuses between the Rebels and Paradise Lost, and this is one of the most steadfast ones.

"Quick cut, quick cut!"

No. [-] Skip Lane,

"Can this be broadcast? Seal this live broadcast room! Delete all the videos!"

The screen switched again, and came to Saturday's battlefield.

It's more like a coffee shop than a battlefield.

The two got tables and chairs from nowhere, and even poured a cup of coffee each, with half a head of garlic beside it.

They drank coffee and chatted like old friends.

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

"Sorry, I'm sorry to ask, who are you?"

"Hey."

The man opposite him sighed and said helplessly,

"To be honest, this problem also bothers me. We all look the same, right? Everyone has a code name. What is my code name? By the way, Forgotten."

Frowning, Saturday pressed,

"You are the Forgotten, who am I?"

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

The Forgotten put down his coffee cup and explained,

"My memory is very bad. What's even more strange is that none of the people I met seem to have a very good memory."

Saturday seemed to catch something out of it, asking,
"Is there a possibility that you have a special ability that can make people around you forget, of course, you will also be affected by this ability."

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

"Can this kind of thing really be done?"

"do not know."

On Saturday, I subconsciously took out the paper and pen, and prepared to write.

"Record it first"

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

He forgot how to write words.

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

Put down the paper and pen on Saturday, and asked politely,
"May I ask, who are you?"

"Tell the truth."

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

The Forgotten rebelled and became the Amnesiacs of Paradise Lost.

But when his plan was about to succeed, he was ruthlessly betrayed by Pig Teammate No. [-].

In order to save the plan and for himself, the oblivious choose to forget everything.

The Forgotten who turned into a blank sheet of paper naturally had a new start.

The Resistance accepted him again, with reservations, of course.

His abilities have also undergone some changes, affecting those around him uncontrollably.

In this case, the oblivion itself becomes very difficult, and most of the time can only be exiled and alone.

but!

In this battle, facing Saturday, Forgotten showed excellent results.

In the waste team, Saturday is also an existence that should not be underestimated.

His sticky note is a versatile support, which means that he can become a versatile fighter in a short time.

Going it alone, anyone would have a headache on a Saturday.

Moreover, once the ability is successfully recorded by Saturday in battle, even more terrifying things will happen!
If you fold the ability note, you can temporarily seal the opponent's ability on Saturday!

This matter was not told to others on Saturday, but was detected by the prophet.

Number One took the information and naturally arranged for the Forgotten to deal with Saturday.

Forget everything, forget your past records, forget your words
The targeted Saturday failed to play any role, so it was restricted to death.

The moment Oblivion came on the scene, Saturday lost.

They can only chat here until the outcome is decided in other battlefields.

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

"It's boring, change the channel!"

The camera switches again to the Sabbath battlefield.

The camera couldn't capture Shabbat, so here's a black screen.

but,

The live broadcast room is very lively.

Even if it was a black screen, people kept giving rewards.

Brilliant banners floated across the live broadcast room.

[Paradise Lost, you brother Biao became the captain! 】

[My elder brother became the captain on the Sabbath day! 】

[Number one, you traitor becomes the captain! 】

['No.[-], you traitor' user is permanently banned because the ID contains prohibited words]

【.】

In the black screen, countless users tipped to board the ship.

Seeing this scene, No. [-]'s mouth was crooked,

"Number one, I like collecting money the most!"

He was not happy for too long, and was reminded by the staff that the battle between the principal and the angel was coming to an end.

No. [-] hurriedly changed the channel, and rushed to the end. After seeing an ending, he kept commanding,

"Light, for the setting sun! Let the setting sun set in the west, good!"

"Dove! Fly!"

"After the dove flies, the crow flies!"

"."

The farce directed by No. [-] did not affect the two people on the battlefield.

The angel looked at the director who was pierced by the long sword, and she accurately stabbed the opponent's heart.

As long as the angel draws out the long sword, the director will die immediately.

Even if it is not pulled out, the director will soon die due to excessive blood loss.

In the confrontation between the two, the director exhausted all his cards and did not wait for the support of his teammates.

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

Even so, she had the last laugh.

The angel looked down at the principal in the attitude of a winner, and said coldly,
"you're old."

"Yeah I'm old"

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

His long whip has been broken, and now he can't even lift his hands, and he struggles to speak.

The director suddenly asked an inexplicable question.

"Have you ever experienced death?"

Angel frowned, not understanding what the director meant.

If she has experienced death, how can she stand here?

The director didn't seem to be asking her, but talking to someone in the air.

He said to himself,
"..black.really black"

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

"Remember. Death is not an end but a new beginning."

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(End of this chapter)