Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1020 1013. "Intestinal Health Song"

"Eight Fungus Warriors Precisely Kill the King (Lactic Acid Light Sword Unsheathed)"

"Plum hang glider breaks through the concrete wall (Sweetheart starts surfing)"

"The pectin shield bounces back the whipping of salted fish (poop is no longer hard)"

"3am Intestinal Battlefield (We'll Do It For You!)"

"..."

The battle songs became louder.

However, [Plum Sweetheart] was not making much progress. After she had finally untied one strand, [Carbohydrate Puppet] suddenly threw out another strand of instant noodles and tied up the crying bacteria colony again.

But it doesn’t matter, the [Dietary Fiber Magician] with a huge shield appears.

They raised their huge shields to block the flying instant noodles, and squeezed forward, bang bang bang, and the annoying puppets were beaten into small pancakes.

They still raised their hammers and swept away the remains of the Grease Tyrant.

And from time to time it expands and bursts the poisonous smoke array of the Coke Assassin.

They moved forward with slow but steady steps, like a wall.

Behind them, there are huge, chubby and round [Agar Guards] with small heads, big bellies, two black eyes, and translucent like bubbles. They look like big snowmen. They wrap the bacteria and probiotic warriors who have been turned into mummies by the [Dehydrated Monster], and moisturize their dry bodies with their own moisture.

Several of them are grouped together.

It forms a circle around the oil film spilled by the Grease Tyrant and slowly dissolves it.

And finally.

The [Maltose Rescuer] wearing a white robe also appears.

Releases energy blocks to replenish the probiotic warrior's energy; applies a buff to the lactic acid lightsaber to increase attack power.

At the same time, it also emits rays to repair the black cages left by the [Caffeine Pump] and [Fat Tyrant].

"Honeyhive Military Doctor Delivers Energy Box (Double Helix Injection Busy)"

"Jelly slide leads to the new dawn (the sound of flushing is a medal)"

"..."

At last.

The war is over.

[Maltose Rescuer], [Dietary Fiber Magic Warrior] and [Agar Guardian] merged together.

Transformed into a raging storm.

Wash away all debris and traces.

Gather them together into a ball and they become dark brown "little cakes" that are sparkling.

(The thing in the picture below)
“When staying up late becomes a belief in survival”

“Jelly bars are the silver bullet”

“When you can’t win, take a probiotic.”

"At least the toilet won't be sad tomorrow morning"

As soon as the shiny poop came out, everyone in the live broadcast room went crazy and laughed.

[It turns out it’s made into poop]

[Hahahaha, I was so excited for a while, but now it turns out I’m shit]

[Hi, I'm on the toilet, is there anyone who wants to poop with me? ]

[The manure-making machine is about to cry. It has been sitting there for half an hour and can’t get out. Transparent bubble man, please come and help. I like it…]

[I know you are advertising. When will the peripheral products be released? Cat head, this is your strong point. Show it up.]

Oh, that’s right. Can’t you guess it after reading this?

So, the cat’s head is clear.

The rescued bacteria and probiotic warriors, including the most popular transparent fat man, held hands and sang the cheerful "Intestinal Health Song".

"The morning sun shines on the jelly"

“The sweet and sour taste of prunes awakens intestinal health”

“The aroma of maltose and the busyness of probiotics”

"The fatigue from staying up late, the greasiness from instant noodles"

"Prune jelly comes and cleans everything up"

“The microbiota is dancing, the intestines are singing”

"Protecting you every day, full of vitality"

"..."

Finally, accompanied by the sound of the toilet flushing.

The shiny poop swirled and was washed away.

All the little bacteria, make a heart shape with your hands. Then wave.

Intestinal flora and probiotics live happily together.

The live broadcast gradually went dark and turned into a line of words.

[Your late night indulgence is my intestinal battlefield, please treat your stomach well~~]
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The live broadcast ended, and Maria and the others applauded.

Although they didn't understand the songs, the pictures were very interesting.

They could understand the fight between the two groups of villains and monsters.

It was like watching a cartoon.

Most importantly, it's cute.

They thought the whole thing, including the Bling Bling poop at the end, was cute.

Maria shook Xiang Zhitao frantically, "Peach, Peach, is this a musical cartoon from your country? So interesting and cute. Do you have any peripherals? I want to buy some. I want to buy purple elves, round transparent snowmen, and glittering poop."

This big South American girl was so strong that she almost shook Xiang Zhitao to pieces.

Besides, what hobbies does she have? She even wants to poop.

Even Sophia nodded along, "I want to poop too. It should be very helpful for my intestinal health."

The North American girl finally understood.

Unfortunately, Xiang Zhitao shook his head and said, "What I just watched was not a musical cartoon, but an advertisement."

"Commercial?" Maria was surprised. "I've never seen a commercial like this."

Xiang Zhitao nodded, "Well, I haven't seen it either."

The cat's head becomes more and more colorful as it is played with.

Although they will promote every new product they come out with.

But this whole thing happening in the middle of the night was really beyond imagination.

The internet will definitely explode tomorrow.

"But I don't see any products?" Sophia once again got the point.

Xiang Zhitao suddenly reacted. Oh, that's right. Neither the name nor the picture of the prune probiotic jelly has been released.

If you didn't know about it in advance and only watched the concert, you would only know that there would be something containing prunes, probiotics, maltose, agar, and dietary fiber, which can help with bowel movements and maintain intestinal health.

But I don’t know what it is.

That's enough, the message is conveyed clearly.

In the dark live broadcast room, the number of viewers dropped from a peak of nearly 200,000 to more than 40,000.

This was the time when Maomaotou’s live broadcast had the lowest data, after all, it was the middle of the night.

Although there are only about 40,000 people left, the discussion is still going on.

There were so many barrages of comments, all asking the same question.

[Mao Maotou, what on earth are you guys selling? I’m so curious]

[No matter what, put it on the shelves quickly, I want to buy it, I want to buy it]

[Hurry up, hurry up, I want to buy it, name a price]

[Brothers and sisters, please be kind. I haven’t had a baby for three days. I’m about to suffocate. Please be kind and let me have it first.]

[No big one in five days], [Seven days], [Two months], [No big one in ten years, who can compare with me! ]

Good fellow, he has no fan ties at all, he won't give up an inch, and he's making up a lot of lies...

This is without mentioning either the product or the price.

As for why you haven’t said it, it’s because the time has not come yet.

This concert is also a prelude...

last of the last.

There is also a little episode.

After the audience refused to leave and chatted for a while, singing suddenly broke out in the live broadcast room again.

"The digital scale flashes zero point zero (I'm poor but I'm fat)"

“Yu’ebao won’t last until the next dawn (when you say you’re rich, you suddenly have no money to spend)”

"I was waking up in the subway at 8am and feeling sleepy (I'm lazy, busy from morning till night)"

"The conference room PPT mocked my logic (Isn't it stupid to be able to count to ten)"

The text in the live broadcast room also became "The Law of Conservation of Contradiction".

The remaining audience members shed tears as they listened to the song.

[Cat head! That’s too much! I didn’t sleep well to begin with, and you still hurt my heart! Can’t I just go to sleep…]

(End of this chapter)