Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

Chapter 265 There Will Be No Rice To Cook Tomorrow!



Chapter 265 There Will Be No Rice To Cook Tomorrow!

"Next! Number 02365121."

After Yan Jun obtained the relevant information from the staff of the Shenwei Bureau, he did not delay for a moment. He immediately upgraded the Eye of Supervision and saw the final death scene of the omens of death in the surveillance video.

Then put forward the most effective way to avoid death, and the staff of the Shenwei Bureau will relay it.

In this way, Yan Jun's time has been greatly saved.

For the first batch of more than 500 omens of death, Yan Jun spent more than an hour upgrading the eyes of monitoring hundreds of times, and told the solution to these unfortunate Jiangcheng people.

There were only 500 people in this area, and Yan Jun consumed more than 3,000 merit points.

Taking advantage of the time to take a break and drink water, Yan Jun wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, looking sad.

This hour of high-intensity rescue work has consumed a lot of energy, but he can still withstand it with gritted teeth.

The problem is, the merit points simply can't stand such consumption.

At this rate, the merit points that I have saved for so long are not enough to create in one day today.

What about tomorrow?

What about the day after tomorrow?

Could it be that watching innocent people who have triggered the omen of death, looking forward to finding themselves, and finally leaving this world disheartened?

Is this too cruel to them?

But now, how can I quickly get more merit points?

Yan Jun looked at the second batch of surveillance videos sent over on the big screen. Although he looked calm on the surface, he was like an ant on a hot pan, anxious.

The second batch, 896 people!

This number made Yan Jun feel a lot of pressure.

If you want to save these people, I am afraid that you will have to consume thousands of merit points.

I hope there will be mass disasters among this group of people!

Yan Jun prayed silently in his heart, and then quickly wrote down the countdown to the death above these people's heads.

After analysis and comparison, Yan Jun was disappointed again.

Nearly 900 people, all of them independent individual events.

This means that Yan Jun must consume thousands of merit points and upgrade the Eye of Supervision hundreds of times to ensure that these people can escape the harvest of the first round of death.

It's over, it's over.

If it goes on like this, tomorrow I will have no rice to cook.

Yan Jun's heart gradually sank.

He was ambitious and prepared to fight against the god of death to the end, but on the first day, he encountered an extremely difficult problem, and there was no way to solve it in a short period of time.

Unless, the god of death wants to create a large-scale disaster in Jiangcheng City, and then it is discovered by Yan Jun in advance, and he saves tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, thereby obtaining hundreds of thousands of merit points.

is it possible?

Still somewhat possible.

But Yan Jun knew in his heart that after the death god experienced the incident of Ruian Community and made a deal with him, once he realized that he was still alive, he would definitely retaliate against him.

At that time, the large-scale disaster created by the god of death will definitely be more difficult to resolve.

You must know that although Death has repeatedly lost to itself, it can learn from its failures.

In other words, Death can lose many times, but if he loses once, he cannot bear the consequences.

This is a battle without gunpowder and the disparity of strength between the two sides.

In addition to relying on the items and skills rewarded by the system, Yan Jun's own tenacious will also played a very important role.

"Brother Jun! Brother Jun! Are you there?"

The staff's worried voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

In an instant, Yan Jun came back to his senses, cheered up, and looked at the big screen.

"The third row, the sixth, number 02148966, tell me this person's name!"

"Okay bro."

...

The second batch, 896 people.

Yan Jun's speed of saving people was obviously slower than before.

It's not that he maintained a high degree of concentration for a long time, so the efficiency has slowed down, but seeing that the merit points are depleted extremely fast with the passage of time, Yan Jun's brain has separated some other thoughts to think about how to do it. to more merit points.

If things haven't turned around, the rescue work will probably have to stop at this time tomorrow.

At that time, billions of eyes around the world are staring at you, what should you do?

With this in mind, Yan Jun was quite distressed.

never mind! Stop thinking about it!

Take it one step at a time, and if you really use up all your merit points because of saving people, you will earn more slowly.

Thinking about the time when I first arrived at Safe House No. 9, wouldn't it be considered a self-made man who created one miracle after another with the ability to foresee the future three times by the system reward?

Anyway, as long as you are still alive, there will be infinite possibilities and hopes.

After all, the god of death can't help himself.

Thinking of this, Yan Jun no longer has any psychological burden, and continues to follow the plan to save these innocent people who have triggered the omen of death.

...

the other side.

In Yan Jun's live broadcast room, there are still hundreds of millions of viewers waiting.

The account of 'Self-Saving Alliance' has not stopped the pace of gifting, and has always maintained the same rhythm, spending money in the live broadcast room.

From time to time, a large red envelope is distributed, which attracts everyone to scramble.

In just a few hours, this account has a strong presence in Yan Jun's live broadcast room.

Not only did it top the list with a gift amount of 750 million, but it also won the favor and support of the vast majority of the audience.

"Should I say it or not, it can be said that the big man can do this with sincerity."

"In half a day, billions of millions were scattered in Brother Jun's live broadcast room. This Nima... I now believe that there is an organization behind this account, not someone."

"I can also understand the rhythmic people before. If I were Brother Jun, don't say anything about standing up and making promises to the other party. At the very least, I have to say a few words to the big guy behind this account, and figure it out first. The other party's origin or something, otherwise, the money won't be secure."

"The layout is small, isn't it? Brother Jun said, have I asked the audience for gifts from beginning to end? How much are you willing to spend, it's none of my business!"

"That said, but in reality, who can remain indifferent after seeing so much money?"

At this moment, two rockets suddenly shot into the air in the live broadcast room.

Immediately afterwards, someone sent a barrage.

"Brother Jun, thank you very much!!"

Soon, someone sent it again.

"Brother Jun! Thank you for saving my life!"

In an instant, the hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room were stunned for a moment, and then at a loss.

What happened?

Did Brother Jun help others break the curse of death again?

But why didn't he start the live broadcast?

Under the questioning of countless viewers in the live broadcast room, the citizens of Jiangcheng City who posted a bullet screen to thank Yan Jun briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter.


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