Chapter 168

effect.

Throughout the "fate" this game has always been an important number.

Before, link gained a little influence by changing the gang to his own name.

This time, I was interviewed by the Colosseum column group of Sandu TV station, and gained 1 point of influence again.

Influence refers to the ability and popularity of NPCs or plots in the whole game world.

High influence, not only can get some special treatment, discount, and even affect the trend of the plot through interaction.

Link remembers that in her previous life, she used her high influence to stop the war between different civilizations on a planet. This story blew up the whole game forum at that time, and also made ordinary players realize the role of "influence".

Even the tasks of some big powers need to be triggered by influence.

Before linck, he had a little influence. He was a little famous in Sandu slum.

I'm on the show of Sandu TV station tonight, so I think the influence will be further improved.

Morros leaned against the window of the VIP room with great interest and looked at link who was interviewed on the big screen.

One side of Kohler standing on the side of the rules, but between the eyebrows revealed doubts.

It's rare for a boss to stay at the Colosseum for such a long time.

Even the VIP who was invited to participate in the speed competition last week and finally presented the award to the unicorn of the Crusade left in a hurry after the award.

But today, the boss stayed in the Colosseum until midnight for the first time, which was unprecedented before.

"Boss, it's getting late. We should go back." Said Kohler, with his head down.

With his glass in his hand, Morros stood in the same place, watching the noisy Colosseum, and refused to leave for a long time.

"No hurry, I'll wait for another good play."

"A good play?" Kohler did not understand, live games have been completed, where there is any good play.

"Is Boss, you mean... " Kohler followed the boss's eyes and found that he was looking at link interviewed on the big screen.

Thinking of the boss's previous interest in link, Kohler fell into doubt.

Is this a good play about link?

Morros looked at his watch, turned back a little, and said, "Kohler, let Taiyi investigate the link gang. I have a hunch that the Colosseum is not the main stage of this good play. "

Koehler bows slightly, takes orders, walks out of the VIP room and dials a phone.

On the other side of the phone came the sound of an elegant symphony, and in the background music, there was a sound: "what can I do for you?"

"The boss wants you to investigate the link gang."

"What kind of investigation?" At the other end of the phone, Taiyi fiddles with the lighter in his hand, listening to the symphony on the stage while answering the phone.

"The boss said he was waiting for a good play."

Too a corner of the mouth slightly warped, and then the hand playing with the lighter suddenly stopped: "OK, I see."

Hang up the phone, too a suddenly raised his hand, stood up from the audience.

At this time, I found that there were only one audience in the huge concert hall, and the rest of the seats were empty.

When the conductor on the stage saw Taiyi's action, he quickly made a gesture to stop the symphony.

Everyone, including the conductor, got up, his face full of tension and embarrassment, as if waiting for God's judgment.

"When my phone rang, the young man who played the piano was absent-minded for a moment, resulting in the voice of one syllable only spitting out half of it..."

Taiyi said that, the piano player's face was pale, and his body began to shake uncontrollably.

"You have defiled this song."

Taiyi then turned and left the concert hall.

Behind him, the only sound was the voice of the pianist: "I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

As for the symphony orchestra that we played together just now, they all bowed their heads and kept silent. No one dared to ask for help.

As soon as Taiyi walked out of the concert hall, there were several gunshots in the hall. The deafening sound surged out through the gate of the concert hall and landed on Taiyi's back.

Taiyi shuddered suddenly, then took a long breath, stood in the same place and closed his eyes to enjoy the pleasure of shudder.

……

Within the link gang.

The Macaw looks at the clock in the rest area. The time has come to 11:45. It's time for link to tell it.

"Xiao Bao, are you all right? It's time for us to go!" The voice of a macaw is like a trumpet.

The treasure rat ran out of the office with an iron box in its mouth.

Seeing the iron box, the Macaw stretched out its wings and patted its head: "I almost forgot this thing."

The treasure rat climbs up to the Macaw, holding out its claw and holding the iron box.

"Go, you --!"

The Macaw took a big breath, put away the belly fat that had fallen slightly because of the good food, pushed its feet on the ground, and flapped its wings.The dust in the yard has been lifted up a lot, but the macaws just got off the ground with their feet, and the sky is less than ten centimeters. It looks like they are dying.

On one side, the sand sculptures and the white knife sea sculptures in the waste paper bird's nest cover their eyes with their wings and are ashamed to be associated with this kind of parrot.

One side of the hellhound wagging his tail, is really can't see down, Wang, bared his teeth toward the Macaw running.

The Macaw thinks of the fear of being kneaded into a ball by the hellhound, and its wings flapping harder, and its body shape rises rapidly.

"Crouching hell dog, you are a real fuckin 'dog. In hundreds of TV series, your dog can't live more than one episode!"

"Your household register is only one page for you!"

"I really want to turn your head off and put it in the washing machine to stir it up!"

The Macaw swears and flies out of the link gang. Be careful, the liver is still plopping fiercely.

As soon as I thought that I had been seen by the treasure hunt rat, the Macaw quickly explained, "I usually get up as soon as I fly. I mainly warm up today, and only the hellhound, Han Han, thinks that I really can't fly."

"Xiaobao, you must understand me?"

Seeing that the treasure rat didn't answer, the Macaw quickly found a slope for himself: "Xiao Bao, tell me where to fly, I don't know the way."

The treasure rat lies on the head of the Macaw. Looking around, there are few lights in the whole slum except the riverside area, which is like a layer of black cloth.

The treasure rat sniffed, rummaged through the memory, and then pointed to the West.

Ten minutes later, the treasure rat kept creaking.

The Macaw glided down and stretched out a paw when it was about to land. Unexpectedly, it staggered and rolled up completely. A drag mark of three or four meters was made on the ground. Then it made a forced landing and landed in a mess.

"Damn, next time I'll never agree to link's unreasonable request. It's not the parrot that landed on one foot. If it wasn't for this broken iron box, I wouldn't be so embarrassed! "

The treasure rat is quick in eyes and hands. He jumps out of the plane early. Now he stands by and watches the Macaw show.

The Macaw gets up from the ground, shakes the soil and clears its throat.

"Xiaobao, help me to see the green water ghost around my neck. Is it 12 o'clock?"
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