"Huh?"
Chen Pingan as a whole was just confused.
No, it's really been delivered?
Is this the way small factories make their materials?
Also, this game is definitely a hacker, this is not a real hammer? The first reaction of a normal person who encounters this kind of thing would be to say, "I don't know what to do!
The first reaction of an ordinary person encountering this kind of thing is bound to be fear.
But Pingan Chen is not afraid, he is not afraid of a life, the big deal is that he is not afraid of anything.
"Hey! You guys must be hiding in the hallway, right? Come out and talk! This game is too kryptonite, can't you change it? I really don't have much money!" He yelled at the darkened hallway for a while, and the echo passed down the hole in the building with no one responding.
"Forget it if you don't come out." Pingan Chen skimmed his lips and closed the door with a ping.
He knew that these hackers would not come out, and saying those words was just a test.
"I'd like to see how it's going to be." He sat on the sofa and unwrapped the box, still a little curious in his heart. Since the other party would specialize in sending over props made from game characters in a one-to-one customization, it meant that the other party was indeed very dedicated to this game, so the quality of this gift must be very high, right?
Inside the box was a four-square balm-like thing.
The workmanship was exquisite, however, Chen Pingan turned the capsule over to take a look, and then did not hold back the corner of his mouth.
There were three traditional Chinese characters written vertically on the balm - Chen Pingan.
There was also a row of small characters underneath: Ping An An (平安安).
Obviously, this was an amulet, just the words on it?...
Chen Pingan wanted to say that when he was in elementary school, his characters were better than this.
This is simply the same as a dog's plow, crooked, only to feel exquisite workmanship, a look at this word instantly lost its grade.
"But what's in this?"
He tried to open the bag, but the material was even stronger than he thought, and actually couldn't tear it. So in order to initially determine what is contained inside he went up and smelled it.
This smell was amazing.
A light fragrance rushed into his nose.
Not sweet and not greasy, elegant and light, without a little aggression, like a girl who silently talking about her thoughts.
He couldn't tell what the scent was, but Fang Qingzhi's figure naturally appeared in his mind.
He even had an illusion that this above was the smell on Fang Qingzhi's body!
"I, I'll go!"
Pingan Chen was shocked. What game could actually do this?
He had heard of gift-giving games, what with the female character's original stockings and whatnot he had received from his college roommate, and it also had a scent, but that was different, it was the smell of a vile perfume, and it wouldn't give people any associations. This peace sign was completely different.
He changed a few different positions to smell it, and in his head was still Fang Qingzhi.
Even if he opened the small profile to face his favorite teacher and went to smell it again, his mind was still Fang Qingzhi.
"God!" Pingan Chen slapped his thigh.
Not buddy, you guys have this technology to cheat kryptonite in the game?
Promote the game up by free and set up a perfume brand, this shall not earn a lot of money?
In the end, Ping An Chen still chose to carry this amulet on his body.
No matter what, just by virtue of this amulet really gave him a feeling that it was made by Fang Qingzhi himself!
...
In less than a morning, Ping An Chen had already organized everything.
Hospital downstairs a random store shaved his head, cancer certificate on the home page of the live account, and asked the doctor to help shoot an inspirational vlog sent the first video, and gritted his teeth and invested a thousand dollars in promotion.
At noon, I found a noodle shop and ate three or two dry miscellaneous.
In the afternoon, he boarded the airplane to Kashiyama.
The home page of his live account is very domineering and middle-aged.
[Youth has no selling price, and life is only once. My name is Chen Pingan, I have been diagnosed with terminal cancer, and for the rest of my life I will defy fate, mock death, and challenge all kinds of physiological limits to make my life shine as brightly as possible. Today's challenge: five hours to the top of Mt.]
It was already seven in the evening when he arrived at the foot of Mt.
His goal was to start climbing the mountain at 12pm.
That way, he would be able to see the sunrise at the top of the mountain.
In this way, it could be considered as fulfilling a small dream of his.
As for how much money he could earn, he was not sure, but the gimmick of climbing the mountain with terminal cancer was not common, and his legs were in real pain, both ankles were completely swollen, and it was very inconvenient to put on shoes, not to mention climbing the mountain in such a physical condition, and even a little bit of walking would be unbearably painful.
At the foot of the mountain, he found a chair to lie down for three hours.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Chen Pingan took out his cell phone again.
He first opened the game and looked at Fang Qingchi.
This little ninny had already gotten up and was doing meditation on the bed, on the table was a plate that had been cleaned, and next to it was a basket of fruits that had only been eaten a little bit.
These were all what he fed Fang Qingzhi today.
What a hardworking sister.
Well, he had to cheer up as well.
The mood that was still tense calmed down the moment he saw Fang Qingzhi.
Taking a deep breath, the corners of Chen Pingan's mouth hooked as he opened his live account.
After half a day of fermentation, his vlog had been noticed by many people.
Including tonight's live broadcast, there were actually a hundred or so people who had made reservations.
Although this number of people was not comparable to normal outdoor anchors, he was already very satisfied.
As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning.
[Anchor, how do you prove that you're a terminal cancer patient, you're not here to gain sympathy and sell yourself for money, are you?]
[It's okay to climb a mountain with terminal cancer, but you need five hours to get to the top? You've got bone cancer, don't you, buddy? There's logic in scamming, right?]
"Ha-ha-ha-ha, it's so fake!
...
It's almost the same as what Pingan Chen thought.
It didn't take long to open the live broadcast, and all kinds of skepticism came one after another. He didn't say anything, just patiently cast another wave of promotion for the live broadcast.
Until the number of people in the live room came to a few hundred.
Only then did he finally open his mouth:
"Hello everyone, my name is Pingan Chen, I will be climbing Mt. Pangshan in five hours as a terminal cancer patient, and the entire broadcast will be live without editing. My homepage has the diagnosis, payment records and examination records, if you think my diagnosis is fake you can also apply for a query at the relevant hospital, I accept any real hammers!"
After saying that, he flipped his cell phone over to his legs.
Then he fished up his pants leg and took off his shoes and socks, revealing his swollen ankle, which was densely covered with lumps shaped like burns, and continued to pull his pants leg upward, only to see that the lumps on his right leg had spread to his knee.
"As you can see, my current physical condition is terrible, every step I take brings immense pain to my nerves and places a heavy burden on my body."
Pingan Chen flipped the camera back and touched his bald head to reveal a sprightly smile, "But I will prove myself, I will step on the head of the disease, laugh at the powerlessness of fate, and raise my middle finger to the god of death. At that moment, at sunrise, I will be with all of you behind the screen!"
Fully prepared case material,
The mottled lumps on his legs, the eye-catching bald head,
and Pingan Chen's sprightly smiling face ...
The four major killers were all out.
The entire live broadcast room was suddenly silent.
...