Rebirth of the live national male god

Chapter 921 Come play again?

Looking at the input box again, Mo Ran chose the lottery conditions very similar to the last time——

"Someone who can bring me some higher-level medical works."

As soon as this condition was issued, many salted fish began to feel sad again——

"[Water Blue Star, Water Blue Star!]:... I'm blamed for casting the wrong baby, I don't look like a Shui Blue Star, and I don't even have a chance to draw a lottery! /Crying out with a loud cry/"

"[Will I be able to go to Shuilanxing for the rest of my life]: Watching other people go to sign up with envy and hatred, but I can only watch here bitterly.../crying/"

"[Salted fish with dull eyes]: I'm trying to push back the two transparent tentacles on my head... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! You must have two more of these things!"

"[Please call me Master Wizard]: Next time the anchor will only draw people who want to go to the state of mental power, next time the anchor will only draw people who want to go to the state of mental power..."

"[I can't go to Shuilanxing, crying and chirping]: My mentality is exploding. I am so angry that I want to temporarily quit the live broadcast room and give up the position to other people who look like me. At least lower the winning rate..."

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Asked twice in a row to be someone who can physically come over,

Those salted fish who didn't meet the registration requirements all behaved a bit sluggishly,

Moran watched the barrage for a while, thinking about what to do next time,
Shouldn't it just write a request for someone who doesn't look like Shui Lanxing to come over with a spiritual body?

After all, even if the word "casual" is used to draw a lottery,

It is still very likely to pick a guy who comes over.

Those salted fish that don't look like them are really pitiful.

Reminds me of the Weissbonacci brand pig that I visited for the first time,
Mo Ran chuckled, and opened the big screen in the live broadcast room,
Returning his eyes to the menu, he checked two more dishes before handing the menu back to Yi Beichen.

Because the two are together, Yi Beichen didn't start the live broadcast at the moment,

Seeing that Mo Ran suddenly stopped moving and smiled, he also guessed that it was something in the live broadcast room,
While taking the menu, he casually asked:
"what happened?"

Mo Ran picked up the cup of tea he had just poured in front of him, and took a sip:
"It's nothing, it's just that the interstellar portal is about to open again, and I don't know who will come this time."

Thinking of the one pig and one person who came here before, Yi Beichen couldn't help but bend his lower lip, and didn't speak any more.

After just ticking off the menu, he pressed the service bell.

The process of waiting for the food to be served was a bit boring, Moran remembered the game he played for Gu Kaizhi before,

He simply took out his mobile phone and clicked on the software store:
"Play another game with me? Let's see what random nickname we can give us this time?"

When Yi Beichen heard her mentioning this matter, he also remembered the wonderful intersection they had in the previous life.

There was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he opened the mall.

Fortunately, this private chef's network is quite fast.
But in just a few minutes, the game was downloaded.

Directly choose to use WeChat to log in to the account,

Soon, both of them came to the link of creating nicknames.

Lightly clicked the small dice on the right hand side,

Mo Ran looked at the name that appeared on her screen,

There was also a rare look of surprise on the face with a light smile,
The red lips parted slightly, staring blankly at Mo Ran on the screen,
It still looks a little silly.

　Eight o'clock on October [-]th~
　　Good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)