Chapter 93: Wilderness anchor x Guwu swordsman

Facing Luo Jiujiang's extreme behavior, not only Han Qianling was stunned by this handy maneuver, but even the barrage was stunned.
-"Wait, any of you can see how the fire started?!"
-"This question is not simple? As we all know, friction generates heat."
-"The above is kidding me. If you don't put tinder when you drill wood to make fire, how could two pieces of wood catch fire? Someone did an experiment at the time when it touched the branches at the speed of the chainsaw. Shoot out sparks."
-"According to this, we can change our thinking... For example, if two chainsaws collide with each other at the speed of rotation, they will definitely hit sparks!"
-"You are dreaming. I think it's more likely that the anchor is juggling, or that he is a martial artist of the fire family."
Compared with the heated and varied discussions and speculations on the barrage, Han Qianling's reaction was particularly cold.
His lips were slightly pursed, and his long eyelashes covered the look in his eyes, as if he was not half-shocked by Luo Jiujiang's actions.
Han Qianling resolutely said: "I won't take you with you, otherwise your life would be in danger."
Luo Jiujiang: "..."
The system has already laughed in Luo Jiujiang's mind hahaha: [Does the host need me to provide translation services? ]
Luo Jiujiang: [...It's not necessary. ]
[No, no,] The system gloated at him, [let’s translate it--your Bai Yueguang means: stay away from me, weak! ]
Luo Jiujiang: [……]
This is the first time in his life that he has been disliked by force value, let alone, it feels quite fresh.
However, given that the person who disliked him was Han Qianling, Luo Jiujiang felt at ease that this was an ingenious flirting sentence.
Regarding Luo Jiujiang's beautiful dream, the system does not express any opinions.
Although Han Qianling directly rejected Luo Jiujiang, his eyes subconsciously traced the face of the person before him. I don't know why, facing this person, he seemed to have a familiar feeling in his heart from the first meeting.
As long as there is this person by his side, as long as I can stare into this person's smiling eyes, Han Qianling's innate pain and irritability will be calmed down like ice and snow.
After thinking about it, Han Qianling lowered his head and picked up a flint from the ground. He glanced at the flying camera floating next to Luo Jiujiang, and his tone slowed slightly.
"I don't take anything from you casually. You can tell me whatever payment you want."
After a pause, Han Qianling's eyes faintly stayed on Luo Jiujiang's raw-edged cuffs, and then added: "Even if I want to carry things with me, that's fine."
Han Qianling knows the fanatical worship of outsiders for him, and he also knows how valuable he is to an anchor who does this business and absorbs traffic.
If Luo Jiujiang was really just a wilderness hunter anchor, he would definitely be ecstatic at this time.
Not to mention the millions of traffic brought by Han Qianling from the lens, it is just the personal things Han Qianling promised to give Luo Jiujiang-no matter what it is, as long as it comes from him, it will inevitably be fired at a high price.
However, Luo Jiujiang never pictured his things.
He only wants Han Qianling.
Luo Jiujiang slowly blew on the crackling burning branch in his hand, blowing the flame more vigorously.
"I haven't figured out what I want as a reward. It's better to do this... The fire is on. Let's not waste it. Let's sit down and eat a warm meal."
Han Qianling hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay."
As his voice settled, the dense barrage was obviously going crazy.
-"It's so cute, so handsome, so cold, so cute, why is the rejection so cute, nodding is so cute, I sit on a chair with my feet up to the sky and my arms spin and surging to the place, spinning at a high speed and taking off at a speed of 30 million per hour! "
-"Ah, ah, I’m not convinced, why is it so easy for the anchor to have dinner with Hanshen? I offered a sky-high price of 30 million last year, hoping to have a meal with Hanshen at the same table, but was ridiculed by the group... …"
-"I got it! It turned out to be very easy to get started with Han Shen! Just tell him'I'm still hot, let's not waste it, you me first, and then %&# and □□,' , I can give Hanshen monkey paper!"
-"The defilement of the of coldness above has been reported."
Han Qianling took off the backpack on his shoulders and took out two pieces of compressed biscuits in silver packaging, obviously not light.
Just before he took the things out of the bag, a hand was already covering the back of his hand, pressing his movements gently and without denial.
"Don't take any dry food, let's open a meat." Luo Jiujiang smiled and said: "I have met me, can you still eat this?"
Han Qianling took a fixed look at Luo Jiujiang, silently closing the zipper of the backpack. He held the sword in one hand, and thrust the bag into Luo Jiujiang's arms with the other hand.
"Okay, then you wait a moment."
The next moment, his stumbling figure was like a yellow leaf riding in the wind, and his figure drifted away as the hair flew.
Luo Jiujiang blinked. He found out that Qianling obviously had one thing to say, and it was still a sharp and quick-tempered person.
After Han Qianling left, the automatic flying camera above his head circled around him, automatically adjusting to a single angle.
The buzzing mechanical sound inside the camera reminded Luo Jiujiang: Yes, he is now an anchor.
Doing one's own business and loving one's own business, Luo Jiujiang knows how to find himself in the second world anchor. He cleared his throat to the camera: "We can see now that Han Qianling chose to split his troops into two groups. He contracted the hunting job and entrusted me... to watch the package."
The audience was so jealous that their eyes turned green. Few people noticed that when Luo Jiujiang uttered the last two words, his pronunciation sounded a little weird.
Luo Jiujiang sighed with the system: [I have never helped anyone look at the package. ]
System: [Of course, you have always let others look at the package for you. ]
[Oh, not really. ] Luo Jiujiang said lightly: [Our cultivation world has a storage bag in hand, and there is no need to ask someone to look at the bag. ]
system:[……]
On the other side, Luo Jiujiang cleared his throat and explained to the camera: "Since he has contracted hunting duties, I will do some trivial logistics work."
"Let me take a look at my backpack... Very good, I brought a basic seasoning bag, so that our dinner options become very big."
Luo Jiujiang looked through the contents of his backpack in the same way. Every time he took out something, he would pause in front of the camera so that the audience could see clearly.
The original owner carried a forty-five-liter backpack when he went out. With these equipment, it may not be enough to enter the depths of the barren mountains, but it is more than enough to survive outside.
However, Luo Jiujiang still felt a little regretful looking at the contents stored in his backpack.
"Sorry, I suddenly found out that I didn't seem to have a pot."
-"??? How is this anchor fat four?"
-"Whose Wilderness Survival has a pot? Anchor, would you like to look at your aluminum lunch box first?"
-"I took a look at the anchor's total live broadcast time, which was only eleven hours. Needless to say, this is a novice rookie.
-"Damn it, why are all newbies who are lucky? I want to meet Cold God too!"
In theory, the stainless steel lunch box and the box of canned sardines carried by the original owner can be used as pots, not only for cooking food, but also for boiling hot water.
However, Luo Jiujiang felt that the first meal for Han Qianling in this world should be more grandiose.
Luo Jiujiang didn't even look at the content of the barrage synced on his watch. He made a very calm decision: "Well, given that we lack a pot, two bowls, and a few plates, I think we can find a pot first."
At this moment, the audience is extremely angry: encountering Han Shen, it is such a great honor to be able to eat with Han Shen, if you don't do a good job of logistics, what kind of moth is there?
Luo Jiujiang unfolded the map and roughly studied where he was now and the topography of the mountains.
He marked the map with a piece of pencil he carried, drew two lines roughly, and raised the map to the camera.
"This asterisk is where we are now. As you can see, I have already reached the so-called'mutation junction area'. In other words, if we go further, we will most likely encounter mutant creatures. ."
"At this moment, we are also eighty kilometers away from the nearest human town, and about two kilometers away from the branch of the river beach. We have two choices, one is to buy pots in a nearby town, and the other is to catch one on the river beach. A tortoise, preferably a mutant. Such tortoise shells are usually rounder."
Luo Jiujiang smiled: "It's okay to go to the town to buy the necessities, but since this is a live broadcast of the wilderness, let's choose the second method."
-"I just watched the anchor play here quietly."
-"Surprised, a certain anchor was lost in heart because of seeing Han Shen."
-"I beg the anchor, can you stop doing it. At the speed of the cold god, do you think hunting is difficult for him? If you go as far as two kilometers, even if you arrive there will be a turtle shell for him Pick it up. When you come back and find Hanshen is gone, you will have nowhere to cry."
-"I'm so angry that this person doesn't listen to anything. I watch the anchor just want to go the black and red route. I know that this chance of encountering the cold is only once in a lifetime, so I already want to blog traffic from it."
At the next moment, Luo Jiujiang took down the buzzing camera in front of him and held it in the palm of his hand, only revealing a pinhole for the camera facing the scenery on the side.
-"Why is this a monkey?"
-"Being so embarrassed by us that it became angry."
The audience in the live broadcast room was about to ridicule, and the next moment they felt that the video in front of them was spinning around, and all the bushes, mud, woods, and large chunks of exposed rocks on the road were stretched into a fuzzy color block.
At the same time, there are countless people expressing their own voices:-"Stuck?"
Thirty seconds passed in an instant, and when the small and exquisite live camera was released to the sky again, the audience was stunned to find that the anchor had reached the river beach.
Faced with this situation, everyone was shocked and there was nothing to say.
Even the barrage on the screen was even vacant. It was obvious that everyone was choked by this unexpected situation.
In the next moment, it seemed like a rebound or a blowout, and countless viewers who reacted rushed to reply:-"I see! Light work, the anchor's light work is so good!"
-"Anchor: Be silly, I can fly."
-"I understand why the anchor suddenly took off the camera just now. If he doesn't hold it by himself, at the speed of this camera, he really can't catch up with the anchor..."
Luo Jiujiang swept his gaze near the river beach and quickly jumped into the water. I saw the water splashing wildly for a few times, and the next moment when Luo Jiujiang came up again, he was already holding a big turtle in his hand.
Mutated, what he wanted by name, the kind with a particularly round turtle shell.
Audiences:"……"
Luo Jiujiang smiled cheerfully and announced to the camera: "Okay, we now have a pot. You can go back and use wood for the chopsticks. No hurry."
"On the way here, I found a lot of delicious little mushrooms growing in the forest. We can pick them back and make soup at night-as the saying goes,'pots cannot be sterile for a day.'"
-"God's pot can't be sterile for a day."
-"The anchor is right! With such a handsome light work, he is right in everything!"
-"Yes, is there a problem with the anchor wanting to eat something good for Hanshen? Is there a problem with finding a pot to entertain Hanshen? There is also a problem with food and color, what's wrong!"
...
Han Qianling's speed is very fast, and his sword is also very fast. Almost only a moment later, he turned around with a hare in his hand and a roe deer on his shoulder.
His breath is long, and his breathing is still gentle when he rushes, even if he has just hunted two wild animals, his clothes are not messy.
According to his memory and footprints, he quickly returned to where he started.
however……
Han Qianling stared blankly at the raging fires erected in front of him, the tortoise-shell cauldrons that were hoisted from branches and wires, the boiling water, the neatly arranged wooden bowls and chopsticks on the stones, and even An aluminum film filled with hay, the silver cushion sewn on the spot, for a while, could not help but feel in a daze...
He, he seems to have been out for ten minutes, not ten hours, not ten days...