Chapter 17 I cheated my netizens, and the book cheated me

"Don't worry, Madam Chen. There is no distinction between day and night in the underworld. It won't rain except for a little bit of cold wind."

Listening to the mother's love for her child, Huang Yang explained it to her for free and also told the netizens in the live broadcast room.

"Hey, it seems like the host doesn't want any tips."

'This is unscientific. The anchor didn't even ask for any tips.'

'Anchor, you are not the same person as you were two days ago.'

"The first and third brothers in the list can move their relatives' ghosts to the front row, why don't they help the sister?"

'Don't worry, as long as the reward is over 10,000, the anchor can help change the location of the ghost of your relative.'

'Hehe, according to the host's standards, if you give more than one million in tips, you can let the ghosts of your relatives live in the tent and wait for reincarnation.'

'Go upstairs and talk in detail. I just arrived.'

'Just now, the top guy on the list gave 3300 rockets.'

"3300? Are you sure you didn't put two extra zeros?"

"You can tell by looking at the number one ranking yourself."

"Hiss, it's so scary."

'It must be necessary for the plot. The host wants to create a personality image of a gentleman who loves money and gets it in a proper way. This team is quite interesting.'

'After the explanation above, I understand.'

'Not bad, not bad, anchor, I support you.'

Noticing the comments from netizens in the comment section, Father Chen's eyes flashed with enlightenment: "I wonder if the anchor can help and move Lanlan's position forward? How much does it cost? Just tell me."

"Mr. Chen, Mrs. Chen, it's not about money. The rules of the underworld state are that people who died unjustly cannot change their position in the reincarnation team."

After hearing what the other party said, Huang Yang said apologetically.

Just now when Chen Lan was video chatting with her parents, he felt sympathy and was willing to make room for this former classmate. It wouldn't be a waste of his time anyway.

However, in addition to the reminder from the underworld system that 'the quota for changing the reincarnation position of ghosts today has been reached', there is also a reminder that 'the ghosts who died unjustly cannot change the position of the reincarnation team', and Huang Yang is helpless.

Unless he forcibly uses the authority of King Yama to modify the location of Chen Lan's soul, it will cause errors in the intelligent system of the underworld, leading to unpredictable consequences.

It’s like when a code error occurs in a computer’s operating system, no one knows whether the computer will have more errors or even cause the risk of downtime.

We can't let the normal operation of the underworld be affected by an irrelevant person.

Perhaps, only if Huang Yang improves the environment of the underworld and perfects all aspects of human governance can he modify the rules of the underworld at will.

"Why, our Lanlan was killed by someone, and she doesn't even have the qualifications to change her position?"

Upon hearing this, Chen's mother asked excitedly.

Her daughter is already pitiful enough, why can't the underworld show a little more sympathy?

"Mrs. Chen, I'm sorry, this is the rule of the underworld, and I can't change it."

Faced with Chen's mother's excitement, Huang Yang said something apologetically.

Fortunately, he never revealed his identity as the 'new King of Hell' during these days of live broadcasts, otherwise he would not even be able to do such a small thing and would be laughed to death by those netizens.

"Wife, don't embarrass others."

Father Chen, who was relatively calm, comforted his wife, then changed his train of thought and asked, "Host, I wonder if you can make our Lanlan live more comfortably in the next few years?"

"Yes, host, can you improve Lanlan's living environment?"

After being reminded by her husband, Chen's mother quickly added a sentence.

As long as their daughter lives well in the underworld, they are willing to pay any price.

Anyway, she and her husband only have one daughter, so what's the point of keeping the money in the bank card?

"The dead are gone, but the living must continue. You two should save your money and live a good life."

Huang Yang knew that the other party was a well-off family, but compared to the previous Sun family, which was a small family, their financial resources were only average, and he didn't want to make any money from them.

Although they are old, they are still under 50, so it is not impossible for them to have a second child in the future.

After saying this, Huang Yang politely ended the video call.

'The anchor's words are conscientious.'

'I didn't expect that there are still anchors these days who don't want tips. ''The anchor said: He has a conscience, but not much. '

'Anchor 666.'

'This time, I'm the host.'

'The anchor is so handsome.'

Seeing the anchor advising the poor parents not to give tips, rational netizens in the live broadcast room all praised the anchor's moral integrity.

After all, according to the plot just now, as long as the anchor asks for it, the parents will give out any money they have as a reward, just to improve the living environment of their daughter's ghost.

Even though it might be a scripted performance, the host's image has indeed become much more majestic.

Many female netizens have begun to become fans, liking, following and sending one or two cheap little hearts.

"There are many new netizens today. I will show you the greatest wonder of the underworld: eighty-one black jade and golden beams."

Seeing that there were still more than ten minutes left, Huang Yang looked at the enthusiasm that reached 5000 people for the first time, and flashed to the former Yama Palace again to show those pillars.

Dozens of thick and majestic broken pillars stand in the hazy gray fog, matched with the thick gray-gold clouds in the sky, which will make people feel inexplicably shocked at first sight.

What's more, the live broadcast screen produced by Dishu uses the maximum wide angle and clarity, allowing people to truly appreciate the magnificent beauty of incompleteness.

'666, these pillars look really good.'

"This is a huge pillar. It would take ten people to hug it if it were really big."

'I've seen the anchor demonstrate it a few times before, but it wasn't as shocking as today.'

"Anchor, please tell me where this is. I want to take an artistic photo."

'I didn't choose the right location for the wedding photos, but this place seems nice.'

"If it is a new man-made attraction, I can't think of any other place except the Hengdian."

'Host, please give me the address.'

Looking at those netizens who were asking for the address, Huang Yang smiled and slowly approached one of the broken pillars.

As the camera zoomed in, everyone felt the thickness of the pillar for the first time.

Previously, they did not notice it when looking at the pillar from a distance, but when the camera in the live broadcast room was moved closer, especially when the host's palm touched the lines on the pillar, many netizens realized that they were superficial after all.

According to the pattern of the pillar just seen, the host's palm could only touch a tiny gap at most.

At this time, under Huang Yang's mental control, the video containing the Book of Earth slowly rose to dozens of meters away, capturing Huang Yang himself and the entire pillar, creating a sharp contrast.

This pillar must be so big that it takes a hundred people to hug it!!!

"Oh my god, where in our country can we find such thick pillars?"

"It's too much. I've never seen such a big pillar in my life, and I haven't seen it in the newspaper."

'Which scenic spot came up with this gimmick?'

'Host, please tell me the address, my SLR is thirsty.'

"How much concrete is needed for this pillar?"

"Sure enough, only the underworld has such huge pillars."

Seeing the shocked people in the comment section, Huang Yang felt a little proud inside, but he kept a calm smile on his face: "Today's live broadcast ends here, friends, see you tomorrow."

After saying this, Huang Yang ended today’s live broadcast, and then began to clean up today’s harvest impatiently.

"The number one guy on the list has 3.31 Yin Yuan, the number two and number three guys have 100 Yin Yuan, and there are also 5.5 Yin Yuan from other users here and there. The total income today is 33305.5 Yin Yuan, plus the previous 99.22 Yin Yuan, the total is 33404.72 Yin Yuan."

"I can finally afford to eat crayfish for 10 yuan a serving."

Looking at the balance in his account, Huang Yang nodded with satisfaction.

'Dear, I have detected that the balance can build a ghost temple, where you can summon any ghost, for the convenience of live broadcast, do you want to build it? '

"Hall of the Ghosts? Summoning Ghosts?"

Huang Yang's eyes fell on the large virtual screen in front of him, and his heart moved, and he found it interesting.

However, before he could ask anything, the "yes" on the screen lit up.

(End of this chapter)