"Then I'm leaving, remember to be good in the house." Lu Ling put his schoolbag on one shoulder, waved to the Lu Ling on the computer, and said reluctantly.

"Get out!" He was greeted with a burst of anger.

Lu Ling smiled, closed the door and left with a happy heart.

It has been one day since the task was completed, and the system has not been busy arranging other tasks, which just allows Lu Ling to have rare personal time.

Looking inside the database, Lu Ling re-calculated the long-standing running code.

Lu Ling didn't expect to just leave the game "Overcome Difficulties with Bentfordy" without thinking. She originally wanted to use this thing to break through 100,000 fans, but what she never expected was

, a second-rate guy actually gave her so much traffic in vain.

But even so, she still doesn't plan to change the live broadcast plan she made before. After all, no one can have too few fans.

What if the next mission directly asks Lu Ling to increase his fans to one million?

Regarding the live broadcast, because Lu Ling is a special up owner, no special facilities are needed, only a screen recording software is needed.

Once again, I held the software I used to record "Song of Green Onions" in my hands, and I was already prepared. Everything was ready. All it took was Lu Ling's thought.

"Okay." Lu Ling held the screen recorder high and closed his eyes. At the same time, the string of data began to be analyzed and calculated in Lu Ling's database.

Last minute, start!

"Zi..."

The space folded, the current flowed along a straight line, and the deer spirit disappeared again.

…

Lu Ling has been running at a high speed, just like in a cultivation novel, a qi-training level scumbag comes to Penglai Wonderland. Although he feels a vague impulse of epiphany, he can't cross that hurdle no matter what.

But that kind of comfort always makes you want to indulge in it for a while longer.

It didn't last long. Five minutes later, a burst of bird chirping brought Lu Ling's thoughts back to reality.

"Are we here?" Lu Ling opened her eyes with unfinished thoughts and moved her limbs, only to find that she seemed to be restrained by something and could only move slightly.

"Huh?" Lu Ling's face froze, and he struggled hard. The metal-like material around him wrapped Lu Ling firmly, and the overly long and large skirt filled the space, so that Lu Ling would not be knocked.

to the brain.

"What's going on? Didn't I load that game?" Lu Ling's two colorful eyes revealed countless surprises: "Wait a minute, is this "Overcoming Difficulties with Ben Litfordi" a bundled play?

?" Thinking of this, Lu Ling was horrified. He hurriedly swung left and right in an attempt to escape, but to no avail...

"System, system! I want to exit!" Lu Ling suddenly thought of the setting of exiting the game and shouted quickly.

She is Lao Siji. As for the countless treasures she has collected, Lu Ling knows this kind of bondage play routine clearly. She thinks about what will happen for a while, and the bright red stains Lu Ling's tender skin.

The cheeks have reached the neck.

At this moment, for the sake of my own innocence, I had no hesitation at all.

[Ding, host, are you sure you want to log out?] The system's voice was cold as usual, but this time it seemed to have a somewhat speechless tone.

"Nonsense, what did you do? How did you get me into this kind of game?" Lu Ling blushed, not sure whether it was shyness or anger.

[Please host look at the string of programs in the database again. 】

"I've used it all, what else is there to see?" Even so, Lu Ling still consciously looked inward, and saw that the set of data had changed greatly, like a menu with the words Start, Settings on it.

,etc……

The background of the menu was a rock wall and a big hammer. On the upper left was an icon of a small camera. Only then did Lu Ling realize that the screen recorder was missing.

"This... the game didn't start just now?" Lu Ling was stunned for a moment and said awkwardly.

The system ignored her, leaving Lu Ling alone with a dry cough to cover up her predicament.

"Okay, okay, let's take a look. Clicking on that camera should record the screen." Lu Ling studied it carefully. Regarding the live broadcast of station B, Lu Ling had already related the two before. With her 12

The ability of a data neuron can barely achieve this, which means that turning on the screen recorder is equivalent to turning on the live broadcast of station B.

"Then start directly?" Lu Ling muttered, then started the screen recorder, took a deep breath, and started the game.

Suddenly, Lu Ling felt that his body was being pushed upwards by an uncontrollable force.

He didn't stop until half of his body was exposed.

And suddenly something appeared in her hand, a hammer with a handle about one meter long...
Chapter completed!