Star Iron, but the amount of animation

The silence in the entire venue remained unbroken. People were immersed in the young man's words, which were easy to understand, simple and clear, but indeed a little difficult to accept for a while.

It seems like they understand every word, but putting them together takes some time.

Most of the people sitting here were just ordinary people. They didn't know what happened in the past few days. In their understanding, the young man was hit by two light arrows from Emperor Bow Siming and disappeared, just like seven hundred years ago.

A great battle with Emperor Gong Siming... and the outcome is still undecided. For every ordinary person on the Immortal Boat, except for those star gods, no matter who uttered such words, they would definitely be regarded as fantastic nonsense. No one would believe it, and would only feel absurd and angry.

What level are you? Are you worthy of comparing yourself with Emperor Gong Siming?

But these words came from the mouth of a young boy...

Putting aside the thoughts of the people from other immortal boats, at least most of those present were locals of Luofu Immortal Boat. In the minds of many of them, in terms of feelings, the young man was no worse than Emperor Gong Siming, and might even be better.

And...how could something said in such an occasion be just bragging?

People from all over the league were watching the live broadcast. The momentum was so huge that it was undoubtedly promoted by the league's top officials. It could be said that the entire league was endorsing every word uttered by the young man.

In this case, how could this be false? How could it be false? !

After the first person who came to his senses and shouted out the name Qu'e Ding'an again, the craze spread as quickly as the flu, from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, until the shouting became earth-shaking again little by little.

Even those who still had some doubts for a moment, involuntarily gave up thinking temporarily under the wave after wave of fanatical calls like waves.

Since everyone is shouting, there will be nothing wrong in shouting along.

The young man felt a little proud as he listened to the noise below.

Although what he said was indeed true, he had an idea of ​​how outrageous the matter was.

If it is not outrageous, it will not lead to a reunion of the Star Gods.

But everyone still gives me face and believes whatever I say, which is really touching.

But what to do next?

An Jing suddenly felt a little worried.

Jing Yuan knew that he couldn't speak for long given his personality, but he couldn't organize so many people, just gather for a few minutes and then disperse, right?

So the original plan was that after he finished speaking, there would be some other programs and the audience could choose to stay and watch or leave early.

But An Jing wondered if this was a bit too short.

Is it worth the ticket money?

How about...doing something?

The young man thought for a moment.

He raised his hand, and the calls suddenly stopped. However, for some reason, the enthusiasm in the eyes of the audience seemed to be much greater than at the beginning.

It even seemed like he would choose to die immediately if asked to do so.

Is it true or not...?

As a person without faith and with emotional desires lower than those of ordinary people, An Jing really had some difficulty empathizing with the audience in the audience.

But never mind, let it be.

The boy has already thought about what kind of activities to organize.

For the sake of the girl's heart in his head who was probably looking at this place nervously, An Jing finally gave up those weird ideas.

For example, "Hey, guys, let me tell you a funny story."

Or something like: "The love-hate relationship between Emperor Gong Siming and Shou Wen Huo Zu."

An Jing really thinks these two gods are weird and seem to have some kind of story.

Otherwise, why would Lan have such a strong hatred for a pharmacist who is actually quite harmless among the Star Gods? There are so many people who have harmed others, such as destroying happiness, who are not more hateful than him?

Even if it might really be fate at work...then why did the pharmacist come to save Lan before?

He came over and just raised his hand to heal Lan. Then he seemed to be being chased, but everyone knew who was actually in control. If you said that this was not An Jing who came over specifically to save Lan, I would not believe it.

Damn it, why didn't I see Him heal him! Is it because he still has full health? !

Is it reasonable? Is it reasonable? Is it fair?

Biased! Biased! He is obviously the Harvest Envoy!

Why the fuck! Pharmacist! Did you betray me too?!

I don’t know how much bitterness I experienced during that period.

Of course, the above speculations are all subjective and malicious guesses of the teenager and have nothing to do with reality. Any similarities are purely accidental.

There are also some other things: "On the relaxed feeling of the back door of the Pleasure Star God Aha", "On-site test report on what kind of acrobatics can be performed by hybridizing eight destinies", "There is indeed something wrong with my Lao Deng's love story", "I am loved to death by my yandere junior sister", etc.

Many Jing Yuan would probably start blushing when he heard this. The idea of ​​saying a lot of sweet words to him and confessing his love to him flashed through his mind quickly, and then was ruled out.

Finally, An Jing decided to keep things smooth and have a question-and-answer session.

Although the question-and-answer activity was definitely not stable in Jing Yuan's eyes.

You have to know that in a conference like this, which is more serious than entertaining, if someone asks a question that ends badly, something bad will happen.

"Then the business is almost over, but don't worry, everyone. Next, I will randomly select three lucky audience members, and these three people can ask me a question. It doesn't matter what you ask. You don't have to be too restrained. You can even ask me whether I wet the bed when I was a child."

There was a faint burst of suppressed laughter from the audience, but it was very restrained. It was obvious that everyone was not very relaxed.

I feel like... the idol filter is a bit too heavy?

But An Jing had no other choice.

After all, this occasion still needs to be a little serious.

Volume 1: Chapter 252: Robots, Dolls, and People

He can't tell dirty jokes or hell jokes in front of hundreds, thousands or even trillions of people.

Isn't that pure brain damage?

An Jing feels that he should act very easy-going, right?

From the colloquial way he speaks to the relaxed manner in which he stands on the stage, it would be hard for people to think that he is a serious person, right?

However, he put himself into the situation and seemed to be able to empathize with it.

Sometimes, just because a senior leader appears to be easy-going doesn’t mean you can treat him in the same easy-going way.

That's it, the boy doesn't care, he wants to order someone.

Looking down carefully, there were crowds of people and millions of different faces appeared before his eyes. An Jing thought about it and decided that although it was random, it certainly couldn't be counted. He decided to pick a person from the fairy boat first.

It doesn't matter if you don't pick it, but if you do, you'll be shocked.

The groove looks familiar!

A purple-haired fox was sitting in the audience, looking at him with a smile. Next to her was a heroic white-haired fox. When they saw him looking at them, they immediately waved their hands happily.

It was not someone else but Bai Heng and Fei Xiao, whom I hadn’t seen for a long time!

It’s been a long time, it came running over from the Yaoqing Fairy Boat the day before yesterday, and it’s very sticky.

An Jing thought, that fox person is also from the Immortal Boat. Looking at her like this, if he doesn't point her out, he doesn't know how she will bother him after she goes down.

"Just you."

He pointed his finger, and the white-haired fox stood up subconsciously. Fei Xiao was startled, then he realized that it was the young man who did it. He was no longer afraid and looked at the stage with a happy smile.

In an instant, all the eyes focused on the young man shifted to her. There was curiosity, expectation, jealousy, and all kinds of emotions mixed in those hundreds of millions of eyes. Even Feixiao, who was fearless and bold that day, couldn't help but feel a little nervous for a moment.

Only then did she realize how remarkable the boy's calmness on stage was.

Those looks made her hesitate to ask the questions she originally wanted to ask. She felt as if she asked something that would embarrass the boy, these people would come and tear her to pieces.

But Feixiao is Feixiao after all. After hesitating for a moment, she still asked the question she wanted to ask.

"So you really wet the bed as a child?"

No matter! Anyway, Master An Jing will definitely not stand by and watch me die!

The young man couldn't help but find it funny as he looked at the little fox who was gradually becoming cowardly under the sharp gazes of the audience around him.

Seeing her hesitant, he thought she was going to ask something extraordinary, like how many girlfriends he had or something like that, but he didn't expect that was all.

And this question...if it were an ordinary person, he might be a little shy, but he...

"That's really not the case."

An Jing smiled very confidently.

What a joke, he looked like this when he came to this place. Not to mention wetting the bed, he didn't even have a childhood at all!

Not in this life anyway.

Originally the boy wanted to look at her a little longer as she stood there like a minion, trembling with fear, but Bai Heng beside him felt sorry for her and glared at the boy in reproach. Then An Jing smiled and said.

"Sit down, you are still too timid to ask this question."

Fei Xiao felt as if he had been pardoned. He quickly sat down and snuggled into Bai Heng's arms, seeking comfort in a wronged manner.

And then... he thought about it and decided to order something from another place.

It is a bit difficult to find people from other places, mainly because the proportion of people is a bit too small.

But there was one combination that An Jing couldn't take his eyes off as soon as he saw it.

Robot plus doll girl plus adult woman.

The reason why I can't look away is not that this combination is so strange and outrageous, but mainly because there seems to be something special yet familiar about these three people.

Maybe the boy couldn't feel it before, but now with the memory and comrades added to himself, those tiny details could not escape his eyes.

These three people seemed to be envoys, but their destinies were unknown.

Guigui.....three emissaries traveling together, it's rare to see.

An Jing didn't seem to realize that his walking alone could also be described as the eight messengers walking together.

That's not right. Strictly speaking, neither he nor Huang Quan can be considered as the messenger of the Fate of Nothingness. They are just Fate Walkers who have walked far enough on this Fate...

So strictly speaking he is seven in one!

No matter what, this combination is probably the top combination in today's discussion, right?

Okay, then it’s decided!

Which one of you...?

Hiss, this seems to be a difficult choice.

It’s not a good choice, so I have to choose a robot.

The first two are at least human... at least in appearance. Choosing this robot perfectly reflects their Xianzhou's tolerance for minority groups.

Moreover, the previous one was a female and this one is a male, which also takes into account gender equality.

...No, can this robot really be considered to have a gender?

Forget it, never mind. He will go up and ask Jingyuan to applaud him for at least half a minute.

Not even a second less.

"Then let's go to this gentleman."

Just like Feixiao, An Jing pointed his finger and the robot stood up by itself.

He didn't feel any difference, and even felt a lot more relaxed. He thought that the fate of this messenger should not have any improvement in his physical body.

This robot was obviously much calmer than the little girl Feixiao. Perhaps it was because he had no concrete facial features, so he didn't seem nervous at all.

A rational, elegant but not cold voice came out of its body: "Dear Mr. Qu'e Ding'an, I would like to know if you have any expectations and plans for the future development of the Xianzhou Alliance?"

Oh?

good question.

An Jing thought, it seems this person is a serious person.

How to answer this question...

He was wondering whether to be more direct or more subtle.

After finishing his thoughts, the young man slowly spoke: "I have always believed in one thing: life will find its own way out. As for the future of Xianzhou, it is decided by everyone in Xianzhou. Where we will go and who we will go with are not planned by me, and I don't have the interest or energy to do so. As for expectations, I have never liked to interfere with the development of a story, but compared to a tragic ending, I prefer a happier one, especially when that story is related to myself."