freenovelworld Chapter 854: Door-to-Door Visit to the Trading Market
Chapter 854: Door-to-Door Visit to the Trading Market
"System, I thought you were being abstract because you were corrupted by the indescribable," Chen Futu complained.
"The host can understand the current system as a super intelligence, with independent wisdom and thought."
"Okay, but I think everyone is in a rush to stockpile supplies to get through the crisis right now, so who's going to watch the live stream?"
In a post-apocalyptic world where people can't even get enough to eat, is the system's suggestion to do live streaming really useful?
Of course, with live streaming, the speed of information dissemination will indeed be much faster, and the local situation can be broadcast live in real time. If one day the system covers Qin Liangyu and the others, they can also see it through the live stream.
Qin Xiaoman said excitedly, "Brother Chen, it seems like it works on my end too. Why don't we give it a try, attract some attention, and then get everyone involved in the search? Maybe we can find some clues quickly."
She gave a suggestion, which Chen Futu wholeheartedly agreed with. Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he had to give it a try.
Lu Lu'er covered her delicate red lips and giggled, "Xiao Man, as long as you sing, dance, or perform martial arts, there will always be people who come to watch."
"Singing and dancing are out of the question, but I do know some musical instruments."
Qin Xiaoman seemed genuinely eager to help Chen Futu find Qin Liangyu and Ling'er. With her gentle and adorable nature, she actually dragged Lu Lu'er out of Blackwater City, casually took out an exquisite emerald green bamboo flute, and personally started an outdoor live stream in the apocalypse.
To be honest, Chen Futu was really moved.
“This bamboo flute was made by my mother. I remember when we lived in the mountains, she always liked to be lost in thought. After my mother passed away, this flute has been with me ever since.”
Qin Xiaoman stroked the bamboo flute, her eyes filled with reminiscence.
Chen Futu stood quietly to the side watching her, and Lu Lu'er, who was usually noisy, also became unusually quiet.
The live broadcast of the apocalypse had no gardens, no pavilions or corridors, and no lush greenery. There were only wandering mutants and corpses scattered all over the ground. Qin Xiaoman stood on the open ground, her beautiful appearance with her long hair flying in the wind was charming and touching. Then she played the familiar "If Dream" on her bamboo flute.
A mournful melody echoed across the desolate land, stirring deep sorrow in all who beheld it. Even the mutated creatures instinctively looked up, but instead of whimpering and rushing forward as usual, they did not do so.
Survivors actually showed up in the live stream, praising Qin Xiaoman's beautiful music as heavenly music for those struggling in the apocalypse.
"Her playing made me want to cry."
"If you remove the 'something,' it's really heartbreaking."
"Waaah, I'm reminded of my great-grandmother."
The live stream was flooded with comments, and the number of viewers was rapidly increasing. In addition, Qin Xiaoman's stunning looks and elegant demeanor, with her flowing clothes, were completely out of place in the current post-apocalyptic world, creating a scene reminiscent of two different worlds.
"Wait, isn't this Blackwater City?"
Some locals recognized the familiar surroundings and exclaimed in surprise.
Chen Futu's eyelids drooped, but he did not stop Qin Xiaoman.
This was her way of showing goodwill in trying to find someone. If she was discovered, so be it. At worst, she could fight. It was also time for the people of Blackwater City to know that a new force had arrived.
When the song ended, everyone cheered.
"Girl Niu Bo Yi."
"Wow, I really cried, it was so heartbreaking."
"This girl looks like she has a story to tell."
Everyone was talking at once, spouting nonsense, when suddenly a cold laugh rang out.
"We've been wondering who stole the trading floor's business, and it seems it was you!"
The goatee-bearded man who came to investigate the auction house arrived, bringing with him two third-tier powerhouses. He stroked his beard with an arrogant expression.
Qin Xiaoman was startled and realized that she had caused trouble. Before she could ask the survivors in the live broadcast room about Qin Liangyu and the others, the trading market came to her door first.
Without saying a word, Chen Futu strode forward and blocked her path.
"Holy crap, what's going on? This girl's been attacked at her doorstep!"
"Where is Blackwater City? Don't touch my sister!"
"Hey guys from Blackwater City, give me, Long Aotian, some face and let my goddess go, or I'll kill you all."
"Three Tier 3s are coming together? That's quite a move!"
"Heh, is this a live stream of people getting their lunchboxes?"
"Hey buddy protecting the girl, don't back down. Even if you can't beat them, you should still give them a piece of your mind and destroy their resolve."
"Hahaha, you guys are so mean!"
The survivors in the live stream saw Chen Futu facing three powerful figures through Qin Xiaoman's screen, and immediately began to speak sarcastically.
Chen Futu didn't seem to care, casually glancing at the goatee: "Is this how things are done in the trading market?"
"Kid, if you know what's good for you, get lost and mind your own business. We suspect this girl and that woman are the ones stealing our business, so we're taking them back for questioning."
His goatee and gloomy face were a cover for his true purpose: to seize the beautiful woman, not to investigate who was stealing his business from the trading market.
Beauty is also an essential condiment in the apocalypse!
Chen Futu remained unmoved by this.
"I told you to get out, didn't you hear me?!"
Among the three, one man, who was as big as a bull, roared so loudly that his eardrums were ringing with just his sound waves.
Chen Futu frowned and said, "Aren't you tired of shouting so loudly?"
"Kid, you're pretty arrogant."
"I'll play a trick on you."
Chen Futu flicked his arm, and the Dragon Sparrow appeared in his hand, exuding a murderous aura.
The survivors in the live stream were screaming with excitement.
"Damn! Dude, you're really brave!"
"Is the big battle about to begin?"
"How dare they bully my goddess! Dude, they're shameless!"
"One against three, the advantage is mine!"
"What a handsome young man, please don't die!"
The number of viewers in the live stream reached 20,000, but unfortunately, we couldn't send gifts, otherwise we might have really made a fortune right now.
The scene of the four people facing off attracted some survivors in the city to stop and watch from the shadows.
Looking around the arena, a fierce wind howled, and the man roared, "You're a good-looking kid, how about coming to be my flute-playing boy?"
Chen Futu said, "I need a watchdog. Are you willing to take it?"
"You're courting death! Take this palm strike and I'll kill you!"
The man flicked his sleeve, and a massive handprint, formed from blood-red light, swept across the sky, crashing down.
He was quite clever, knowing how to use the power of blood energy, but this amount of blood energy was completely insufficient in the face of the Ancestral Dragon's blood!
Boom!
A blood-red mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the distorted shockwave was terrifying.
The man laughed loudly, "I thought he was a formidable figure, but he's nothing special after all!"
"is it?"
A cough came from within the blood mist, and everyone was taken aback.
As the bloodstains dissipated, Chen Futu waved his sleeves, frowned, and said, "I said, how long has it been since you took a bath? You stink."
"how come?"
The man was taken aback and retreated, his face filled with horror.
The remaining man with the goatee and another third-tier cultivator's expressions changed drastically. "This person is strange! Quickly join forces to kill him!"
"Go together!"
The three of them worked together, and sand and stones flew everywhere they went.