I can see the barrage from all over the world

Chapter 17 Paradise·Anmei Jingzhi

In the black car, Zhao Yumiao, dressed as a maid, was holding the steering wheel.

"By the way, Sister Yumiao, when Fan Zhi opened the door just now, I saw that there seemed to be scales on his feet. But they disappeared in the blink of an eye."

"Scales?"

"Yes," said Spinan. "Isn't it time for him to turn back?"

"That's not the case. I can see that he has just been exposed to the path not long ago. At least the last time he was in your school, he seemed to be sitting next to you. At that time, he had not yet come into contact with extraordinary powers.

"As for the scales, I guess he may be a dragon professional, so he will have such characteristics when his emotions are intense."

"Dragon profession?" Si Bin heard this from Xu Yaoyao before.

"I haven't told you before that everyone who obtains a path will obtain a profession in the shadow world."

"There are eight professions in total, namely: goblin, royal guard, mage, necromancer, dragon, vampire, bishop, and fish ball."

"Abbreviations: demon, emperor, law, death, dragon, ghost, religion, fish."

"Fishball?" Zhao Yumiao's words were almost the same as what Xu Yaoyao said before, but he never understood the strange professional name of fishball.

"I know you will be surprised," Zhao Yumiao smiled slightly and explained: "The original name of the fish ball profession is 'Transcendence', and some people will also call it 'transcendence' for short. But everyone is used to calling it fish balls. I don't have the specific reason. Got it.”

"Oh..." Si Bin couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

Obviously I have a path, why don’t I have a career?

"There are ten levels of professions, from level one to level ten."

"After level ten there is level M. There will be some changes and choices at that time.

"The next step is the GM level. At this time, the profession will be combined with the extraordinary path, which we call [extraordinary profession].

The level of disaster is also determined based on this.

"Then Fan Zhi..."

"My preliminary judgment is that he should be a first-level dragon. But his qualifications should be good, otherwise Guhuoniao wouldn't find him."

"Um……"

Zhao Yumiao glanced at the rearview mirror and sighed: "It would be great if you could join the Disaster Removal Department. It's a pity that you have such a good qualification."

Si Bin smiled in surprise, "I also hope to join the Disaster Removal Department and do something within my ability."

Hearing this, Zhao Yumiao raised the corners of her lips slightly, "You can't force this kind of thing. If you fail the test, just be an ordinary person with peace of mind. It's not good to become an extraordinary person."

"Why?" Si Bin looked confused.

"It's nothing. That's what everyone says anyway. Just take it as... um... the experience of elder teachers? Advice? Anyway, don't try to take the initiative to contact these extraordinary powers."

So what should I do if this is force majeure...

Si Bin had a feeling that although he could not reveal his abilities, sooner or later, others would discover them.

Should we wait until then?

He sighed, looked out the window at the rapidly regressing night street scene, and said quietly: "Then Fan Zhi... I can only hope that he can stop himself from the cliff."

"Phew!" Zhao Yumiao couldn't help laughing or crying for a moment, and couldn't help but admire Cheese Bin: "You kid are still thinking about that brother who keeps saying he's done with you..."

"Well...he was the idiot who ate with me every day when I was depressed in my freshman year..."

…

On the way back to the community, Si Bin took a look and saw that there were still people from the Disaster Control Department watching at the door. He thought Xu Yaoyao might still be at home.

When I entered the door, I found that the person had left, the bowls and chopsticks had not been collected, and the food had not been finished.

Did I not make it delicious?

He didn't think much about it, and turned on his phone to send a message to Xu Yaoyao to confirm her safety, but after thinking about it carefully, he decided not to do anything unnecessary.

Sure enough, the cost is -1 again.

...Is this really extraordinary power?

Indiscriminate deductions?

Si Bin seemed to be ignoring the information in front of him. He put away the dishes and took care of everything before lying down on the sofa.

On a whim, he opened the live broadcast section of a certain video website.

There, he saw a familiar face, his roommate Jiang Haitao.

Jiang Haitao is cosplaying a popular male character [Endless Puppet Master] in Original Evil God. His girlfriend was beside him, smiling and sitting motionless.

There are a lot of people in the live broadcast room, ranking second in the division.

Jiang Haitao performed a card magic skillfully, and Si Bin gave him a thumbs up. At the same time, he noticed that the barrage above the person's head could be seen even through the screen.

Jiang Haitao was wearing a magician's hat, and from time to time some meaningless barrages would appear on his head, but there were none on his girlfriend's head.

Si Bin moved to the next live broadcast room.

It was a live broadcast by a homeless man, showing his decadent, random, dirty and messy life.

However, the number of fans and views are surprisingly high.

A hundred years ago, people believed that as long as they were willing to endure hardship, they could become rich and change their lives. Their wish came true, but only half of it. Everyone has money, but their lives have not changed. The younger generations just continue the life of their parents.

In this era, there is a saying on the Internet that says very well: Eat what you eat to make up for it. You cannot become a superior person by enduring hardship, so you have to eat people.

Si Bin looked more and more sleepy. After a tiring day, he finally gave up and let the phone fall on the pillow and fell asleep.

…

My limbs hurt so much, and I felt like my body was put into a magic box. The box began to scramble like a Rubik's Cube. After ninety-nine rounds, if the person inside could come out alive, he would surely be greeted with stunned surprise and endless praise from the audience. Of course, the premise is that this must be a magic trick, and a successful one.

Si Bin tried it, but his body seemed to be under the control of the ghost, and he didn't listen to the control of the brain. For a long time, he couldn't even open his eyes.

Ah!

The eardrums were beating, and the violent wind rushed into his ears. Si Bin felt that he was moving at high speed.

In just a breath, the wind gradually calmed down, and a faint and elegant smell accompanied his breathing into the lungs, which calmed his restless heart and messy thoughts.

"This is..."

Si Bin opened his eyes and saw the unfamiliar wooden ceiling again. Looking around, he seemed to be in a dream again, and now he was in an antique pavilion.

The room was neatly arranged and clean, and the furniture and decorations were very exquisite. They were all styles from 500 years ago, but at the same time, it can be seen that it was not a product of an era, but someone deliberately wanted to create such an artistic conception.

It must be said that the person who arranged the room knew how to match. Even the full-length mirror standing on the floor and the chestnut clock in the corner were perfectly integrated into it, and there would be no sense of disobedience.

Si Bin turned over and got out of bed, and found that he was barefoot, and there were no shoes on the floor.

He did not ask why, and his heart was unusually calm, as if there was nothing wrong with this.

Stepping on the floor, it was not as stiff and cold as imagined, but very comfortable, better than countless massage artifacts boasted on the Internet.

He slowly walked to the window lattice with exquisite patterns, and through the lattice, he could see where he was.

The scenery brought by the wind blowing in his face made him feel like a dream-

The lush vegetation outlined soothing lines along the mountain shape, layer upon layer. Above, the white snow peaks on the mountainside are submerged in the clouds, like a snow dragon; there are many pavilions in between, built on the mountain, and connected by flying corridors, stretching endlessly.

The trickles formed by the melting of accumulated water may flow down as a thin stream or as a waterfall; the former twists and turns between the pavilions, converging into small pools, gurgling; the latter meets the jagged rocks, making the clouds in the forest lingering and dreamy.

Although they are far away, he can still hear the graceful singing flowing through the mist, and vaguely see the beautiful figure on the distant pavilion stretching her dancing sleeves and slender body, dancing with the lingering sound, so beautiful that people can't tell whether it is heaven or earth for a while.

Si Bin can't see the whole picture of the distant mountain pavilion, but he can guess that the small pavilion where he is is also a part of it.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The crisp knock on the door pulled Si Bin out of the painting.

"Who?"

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