"Xiaoyin, who is here?" asked Lin Feng, who had just finished the explosion of the small universe.

"Sister Bingyan is here." Xiao Yin said as he half-closed the bedroom door and walked towards the balcony.

"Sister Bingyan~" Lin Feng fell into memories. Sister Bingyan, surnamed Su, Su Bingyan, can be described in one sentence, as a gentle and intellectual big sister. As a professional manager, Sister Bingyan always wears OL outfits, black silk, high heels, and small suits.

The relationship between Lin Feng and Sister Bing Yan is the guardian and the ward. Sister Bing Yan, who just graduated from college 6 years ago, became Lin Feng's guardian. At that time, it was the year when the dean of Lin Feng's orphanage died. Lin Feng became an adult on June 28 this year, and Sister Bing Yan can also be called Lin Feng's last guardian.

"Xiaofeng, did you stay up late last night? Stop staying up late, don't stay in bed, clean up, I have something for you." A gentle voice came from the living room.

"Oh, I know." Lin Feng heard Sister Bingyan's voice and immediately replied. Then, he said to the watch, "Clothing, home mode." A rolling liquid flowed out from the drawer of the bedside table next to him. In a few seconds, a set of T-shirts and shorts were formed on Lin Feng's body. After tidying up his clothes, he walked towards the living room.

"Sister Bingyan, why are you here? Haven't you accompanied Xiao Qian to participate in the Star Teen Singer Competition? Why did Xiao Qian's agent suddenly come back? If you don't stay by her side, you won't be afraid that she will suffer a loss!" Before Lin Feng finished speaking, he almost fell into the sofa again.

"Will she suffer a loss? Besides, she is studying with Teacher Han now. She is a clever person. I won't say much. I'll give you this fighting club card. There are still a few months to take the college entrance examination. Well... Xiao Qian got it with her friend." Sister Bingyan hesitated and said it.

Just as Sister Bingyan was about to say something, she communicated with her and asked Sister Bingyan to start packing up and ready to leave.

"I'll go back first, and I have to take the interstellar flight to take care of Xiao Qian." After saying that, Sister Bingyan hurried to the balcony, called a speedboat and left.

Looking at Sister Bingyan's departure, Lin Feng picked up dusty memories. Xiao Qian and Lin Qian were orphans from an orphanage with Lin Feng. At that time, because they had no father or mother, they all followed the surname of the orphanage's grandfather. However, compared with Lin Feng's dream of Mi Chong, Lin Qian was a dream school who was determined to become the queen of the interstellar music scene.

In short, the relationship between two people is very complicated in one sentence.

Swing your head and throwing these distracting thoughts away.

Lin Feng is very satisfied with everything he has now. He doesn’t have to worry about his life or livelihood. He can fight for everything according to his dream.

For example, make a small plan first and earn a credit point of 100 million.

As he received more and more memories of Lin Feng in this world, Lin Feng became more and more integrated into this world. Suddenly, he made a secret decision: "No matter the past and future, no matter the past and present, I am me, I am Lin Feng, I will eat chicken for myself!"

He did it right away, "Xiaoyin, help me register the anchor of the Battlegrounds of the Great Sui Federal live broadcast platform."

"Di~Registered, and the live broadcast is expected to start at noon."

At the same time, a whisper in my mind was accompanied by "Drip, the only novice mission has been completed, please collect talent in real time."

"Random draw, I am good at this. In my previous life, I was a man called the Emperor of the European Emperor. There are a lot of SRs, such as Dog Hui Yuci Flowers and Birds. It's not too easy. Just start the lottery at the click!" Lin Feng said with a proud look on his face.

A big turntable appeared in my mind, and dense talents appeared in it. What speed talent is the maximum speed of running and 20%, what physical talent is the maximum weight load increase by 20% (in this world, the PUBG, it is not how big the bag is, but how much you can carry, but how much you can carry the whole picture to run), there are also garbage talents, such as what skillet master level use talent, what sickle professional level use talent, WTF! Is this a cooking talent? Agriculture talent?

Just when Lin Feng was facing a lot of talented random thoughts, the talent lottery had ended.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining S-level talent, sniper god. Talent introduction: 1. Professional level 1 sniper rifle master (can be upgraded, 0/5, increase experience by the number of chicken-eating times. 2. Master-level awm sniper master, this max cannot be upgraded. 3. Increase spirituality when using sniper rifle.)"

"Damn it, isn't this playing with me?" Lin Feng looked bitter. As we all know, the chicken-eating game AWM is a magic sniper. AWM has an initial speed of 910 and a basic damage of 132. Without Armor, a black screen is basically done with one shot. If you have a headshot, no matter what you wear, a black screen will be shot.

But his rarity is no less than his awesomeness, and he can only get airdrops. The key is that there may not be airdrops!

Moreover, with his current garbage attributes, it is a great luck to see the sniper's leg hair, not to mention the magical artifact awm in the sniper.

However, Lin Feng was still very satisfied with the talent he drew, after all, his potential exploded. It seems that nothing can be reflected now. When Lin Feng's physical fitness improves, he dares to go to places with rich resources such as airports. By that time, this talent will become a nightmare for everyone else.

After finishing this, I watched it for a while, and it will take several hours to start the live broadcast. What should I do? Should I sleep and get back to bed? Lin Feng, who was about to take action, suddenly remembered the transcript, trembled his body, and said, "Enter virtual mode."

The watch flashed a blue light, turned into liquid, moved towards Lin Feng's face, and finally turned into a pair of sunglasses and put on Lin Feng's face.

In fact, this sunglasses are optional. It is said that it is a model designed to distinguish whether a person is in the virtual world and prevent accidents. The game warehouse in the previous science fiction novels is even more necessary. The nanorobots in the body can perfectly replace the game warehouse to monitor and slow down the physical fatigue caused by long-term inactivity immersed in the virtual world, and it is more convenient and simple.

"Welcome to your virtual home" With the sound, Lin Feng came to a bedroom-like house, and the source of the sound was a fat orange cat.

Lin Feng used to ravaging the orange cat in his arms, and then said to the juicy cat, "Xiaoju, do you miss your master?"

Xiaoju is the smart pet and housekeeper of Lin Feng’s virtual home. Moreover, as long as you have the energy to set up the virtual home, you can change it, and set it up as you want. However, there is only one free smart life and expanding the area requires a lot of credit points. After all, everything is exempt from it in the new era. If you want to obtain more resources, you must make equal contributions to society. After all, the huge resources in society are not for raising rice insects.

Once upon a time, in the headline news, Lin Feng saw a rich second-generation otaku who spent several years and a lot of credit points to change his home into a huge palace, opened up a lot of intelligent lives, and lived a relish as an emperor.

"Xiaoju, open the gun shooting hall." Lin Feng said while petting his cat.

Xiaoju rolled her eyes and opened the gun shooting hall under someone's power.

The room gradually shattered like a starlight, and it turned into a standardized shooting hall in a few seconds. Lin Feng immediately let go of the ravages of the orange cat and walked towards the shooting table.

The live broadcast will start in the afternoon. Although Lin Feng used firearms, now Lin Feng is a five-year-old young man under the Hongqi. It is not enough to have memory alone, so he has to practice his feel.
Chapter completed!