After Xiao Pu finished delivering the things, he left Zhou Bai's community.
Zhou Bai put the box he brought back home first, then came out again and randomly found a small shop to eat.
The streets of City C looked calm.
Even the small shop where Zhou Bai ate was in very good sanitary conditions. Sitting at the door, he didn't even see a fly.
Zhou Bai still felt a little uneasy when he recalled what he saw on the balcony of the lunatic asylum.
After a simple meal, I quickly returned home.
In the evening, after taking a shower, he lay down on the bed early and went to sleep.
That night, Zhou Bai rarely had a good sleep.
But the viewers watching the live broadcast on Blue Star experienced a bloody storm.
The protagonist of this storm is Zhou Bai, who is still sleeping in Meimei.
The chosen ones of Daxia Kingdom passed the customs one after another, and they were originally hated by many countries.
Now, Zhou Bai has already obtained a box of props before entering the next dungeon, and he also obtained the rules in advance.
This is simply unfair to other countries that will experience the same copy in the future.
So the old and new hatreds all came together in one night.
The decision-making center of Daxia Kingdom received many protest calls from other countries.
The live broadcast room also flooded in overnight with many accounts specifically coming to stir up trouble.
While Zhou Bai was sleeping, the netizens of Daxia Kingdom spent the whole night scolding these accounts.
The operators in the decision-making center almost had smoke coming out of their throats.
After the heavy rain, the sunshine outside the window looks a little fresher.
With various curse barrages floating across the top of the screen, Zhou Bai sat up from the bed and stretched.
He had no idea what was going on in the outside world and even hummed a song happily.
After a simple breakfast, Zhou Bai sat on the sofa, thinking about when his next copy would arrive.
Time passed quietly on such a beautiful morning.
At 10 o'clock in the morning, the seven-day period for the copy of "Crazy Madhouse" ended.
Except for the live broadcast room where Zhou Bai was located, all the live broadcast rooms in other countries turned dark.
Then, on the screen of Daxia Kingdom, the mechanical announcement sounded again.
[The copy of "City A without Hope" has been opened, please be prepared for the chosen ones. 】
[City C, the duty team in Block No. 5, has frequently received distress signals from City A recently.]
[The duty team originally planned to ignore the distress message, but suddenly decided to send personnel to check it out. 】
[Please accept the mission of the duty team, go to City A to understand the source of the distress signal, and return to City C alive.]
no time limit?
There is no requirement to bring teammates back?
This was the first question that came to Zhou Bai's mind after hearing the mission information.
However, he still overlooked one thing.
That is, when talking about the Chosen One this time, the word "we" was not added after it.
The audience in Daxia did not notice this subtle difference.
It wasn't until more and more languages from various countries appeared in the barrage area that they discovered that the problem was somewhat unusual.
——"What's going on? Where is our country's chosen one?"
——"Why can we only see the chosen ones of Daxia Kingdom on the screen now?"
——"I don't want to see this person, why do you force us to watch Daxia Country's live broadcast?"
Zhou Bai didn't know what was happening to the people watching the live broadcast.
He sat on the sofa, took out his newly acquired rules and was studying them.
Feeling a little thirsty, I got up and walked into the kitchen, took out a water glass, and planned to pour myself a glass of water.
He took a water glass from the kitchen and walked back to the living room. When he passed by the TV cabinet, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be something extra there.
It was a picture frame covering the table.
Zhou Bai held a water glass in one hand, walked over, and lifted up the photo frame covering the table.
Then he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar smiling face in the photo album.
This is clearly a photo of Zhou Bai himself...
There was a "buzz" sound, and Zhou Bai's mind started to ring.
"Patient No. 0139, City C, Block No. 5, captain of the duty team, Zhou Bai..."
The memory belonging to Patient No. 0139 impacted Zhou Bai's brain again.
What exactly is going on?
Another Zhou Bai in the parallel world?
Outside the TV screen, the audience who saw this scene were also stunned on the spot.
Immediately, some Daxia viewers took the lead in reacting and began to fight back against last night's abuse.
——"I was laughing so hard. I also said that Brother Bai got the props first, which was unfair to other players participating in the next dungeon."
——"Hey, there are no other contestants in the next dungeon, hahaha."
——"My brother Bai is the protagonist, the absolutely right protagonist, the destined protagonist."
The lack of qualifications also means that the ghost stories that have descended on other countries will no longer have a chance to be eliminated.
There is no chance to get more rewards.
Facing the Great Xia Kingdom, which is widening the distance, many countries are ready to take action and secretly discuss countermeasures.
But in the end, they all took action.
One of the main reasons for this is that Zhou Bai's images are now displayed in their country's live broadcast rooms.
So they all hold on to a small hope.
What if the reward Zhou Bai received this time was no longer just for Daxia?
What if this time, all countries that can see the live broadcast can enjoy the benefits equally?
After all, the game report just now did not emphasize that Zhou Bai was only the chosen one of Daxia Kingdom.
If this small hope comes true, won't the entire Blue Star be able to collectively escape from the sea of suffering?
So they all pressed forward with the agreed action, intending to observe a copy first, and then make next plans.
In the global live broadcast, Zhou Bai was picking up the photo and pressing his temple with his other hand with a headache.
After a while, he put the photo back on the desktop.
At this time, his cell phone rang again.
On the screen of the mobile phone, the name "Peng Kuan" was displayed.
Zhou Bai pressed the answer button.
As soon as he put the phone to his ear, he heard Fatty Peng's somewhat excited voice coming from the other end of the phone.
"Captain, captain, are we leaving?
I'm so excited, I've packed my bags, I can see you soon."
Zhou Bai had not received the official notification from the team, so he asked: "Is the mission down?"
Fatty Peng quickly replied: "Yes, yes. We will report to the team at two o'clock in the afternoon, and then we can set off. I am really happy."