MTL - The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans-Chapter 289

Three days later, the plane at Wellington Airport had not taken off yet. Many fans gathered at Haicheng Airport, waiting for their idols to come back. However, after a few hours, they were not Lingnan. It is a bad news.

The flight from Willand to Haicheng was wrecked, and the passengers on board did not survive.

The news was heard from the official star of the Emperor, and the fans waiting for the return of the idol were suddenly paralyzed.

"This is impossible."

"This is definitely a joke of Susu. Yes, she is so good with the Star Emperor. It must be that the United Official has lied to us. She must want to lie to us and refuse us to pick up the plane."

"That's it, it must be a joke, Susu is naughty, we don't bother you, come back soon."

"I am going to start the concert in the world next year. I am ready for the money. I have to follow a city in Susu."

......

The panic sentiment spread among the fan base. They kept looking for news to prove that it was a ridiculous lie, but they found that the news was overwhelming.

As time went by, no one left the airport, they were waiting, what if Susu was the plane that took the flight?

An hour has passed and two hours have passed...

One day passed...

"Host, your fans have occupied Haicheng Airport, they have been waiting for a whole day." 098 reported to Lingchunan.

Ling Chunan certainly did not get on the plane. As for the people who boarded the plane, it was just a blind eye. As early as when Lingnan decided to destroy Susu’s identity, he had already planned this scene. As for the wrecked plane, naturally What appeared in the original text, Ling Chunan did not change the idea of ​​the plot, but can use it to reasonably die.

After listening to 098, Lingchunan frowned, and some helplessly sighed. He did not expect the fans of this world to be so persistent. His fans were passionate, but after he disappeared... well, after he disappeared I have never received any outside information.

Qin Muhe always guessed what Lingnan was thinking. He kissed the face of Qin Nanchu. "I let Qin Chu handle it, he will do it well."

"Good." Ling Xiaonan replied, then reminded, "Yes, pass my suicide note back."

When it comes to the suicide note, Qin Mu and his expression are a bit strange, but he quickly agreed: "Good."

I thought that Qin Mu and the suicide note written by Ling Chunan had a look of nervousness, and 098 couldn’t help but laugh, but soon stopped. "Host, why are you doing this?"

If it is dead, it is absolutely unnecessary to tell the fans in advance about their return time.

"Of course it is..." Ling Yangnan made a long voice.

098 heart sinks, the general host speaks like this, there is no serious answer.

Sure enough, Ling Chunan spit out two words, "Fun."

"..." Ok, it's going to check it out.

There were Qin Chu horses, and the fans gathered at the airport quickly retired. Three days later, the Emperor of the Stars held a memorial service for Susu, and there was a light rain. Millions of people came from all over the world. The white rose is the first time that Ling Chunan once mentioned his favorite flower in the live broadcast, dressed in black, solemnly facing the tombstone.

At the memorial service, Xinghuang announced Su Su’s suicide note, and the suicide note clearly stated that all the Susie’s legacy, including the proceeds of the subsequent works, will be invested in public welfare.

At the same time, Xinghuang announced that it will establish a charitable foundation named after Susie.

Finally, a message was announced... Susie’s last single has been uploaded.

Almost everyone, whether or not Susie's fans, found the song that was placed in the most prominent position by the sound of music after learning the news.

This song has the style of Su Susu, but it is different. Just the soft prelude sounds, so that the listener feels the scalp numb, followed by an ethereal female voice singing, it has no words, the tunes are relatively flat, but It seems that I can go deep into the soul, some people have heard happiness from it, some people have heard the sadness from it, some people have heard the firmness from it, and some have heard the dream from it.

This is a song without words, but no one will think that it is not finished, because its name is "Aria of Life."

After a few decades, an authoritative old musician who has been immersed in the music world for a lifetime commented: "The author of this song is a genius. Every time I listen to it, I have different feelings. In fact, I call it a song, I actually call it a song. I would rather call it a beacon of life. It’s just a pity that I couldn’t listen to her singing it at the scene. It might have a better feeling. I believe that countless people will be as sorry as I am in the future.”

"Welcome the host back to the mission space, congratulations to the host to complete the mission. Your mission has a total energy score of 120,000, the world rating is the special grade, the completion of the mission compensation for the energy point doubled. Kill one of the special missions, get The remaining energy point is 360,000, and its task completion degree is 60% energy point is 180,000. Complete the hidden task: Susie's wish, reward energy point 10000. The current total energy point of the host is 1380000. The system store is open."

"The total energy point is more than one million. Does the host cost one million energy points to upgrade to a senior task?"

Upon hearing this prompt, Ling Chunan came to the interest. "I remember that there was no energy point when I was promoted to the primary and intermediate levels."

"Yes, because in the rules, senior questers can properly open the system store in the middle of the task, and will open a certain degree of energy carrying rights," 098 said.

But these tempting conditions for other quests seem to be completely useless for the host that owns the golden finger.

"What else?"

"Well..." 098 was a little swallowed, hesitated for a while, and he was embarrassed in the tone. "There is a system that will get an upgrade."

"Oh." Ling Xiaonan nodded. "That upgrade."

098 was shocked and happy. It was originally thought that Lingchunan would refuse. "Okay, host, deducting one million energy points, the current remaining energy point is 380000, upgraded."

Ling Chunan only felt a warm current infused into the soul. His original power that had not been moved in the last world began to increase slowly. This process lasted for about ten minutes. At the end, his energy increased by one tenth of the total.

The harvest was quite Feng Ling’s early assessment.

However, the change of 098 is even bigger. After it was reported to be upgraded, it broke away from the soul of Lingchu Nan and became a white light group. When the upgrade was over, it became... a white light with ears group.

At the beginning of the morning, Nan’s hand poked 098 a suspected stomach, familiar with the soft touch, then licked its furry ears, thought for a second, and then approached it.

098 just woke up and saw the magnified face of his own host, as well as the neat white teeth in the middle of the beautiful lips of the micro-sheet. When he was scared, he almost lost his soul. "Host! What are you doing?"

When I heard the scream of 098, Ling Chunan regretted to take back the action. "Nothing." Then he asked with concern: "What is your feeling besides growing your ears?"

"Increased some data query permissions, and the system space has been expanded, and more things can be put in, and the supporting role monitoring function has been added." 098-1510 reported, "Ah! There are also task detection functions! Anyone who has a mission other than the host is close to a hundred miles, I can detect it. But it is not right..."

"Ok?"

"Return to the host, according to the records, even if it is a system of special taskers, there will be no such function." 098 thought about it, is it that it is the pride of the Lord God? This is also... great!

I didn't know where I was going, and the light turned into a dreamy pink 098. Lingnan recalled its previous taste and finally gave up the idea of ​​taking another bite. "Start the next mission."

I don’t know if I’ve escaped from the robbery. The 098 fighting spirit replied with enthusiasm: “Yes, the host, ready to go to the next mission, the goal is...the world of the world, the world is screened, ready to transmit, please prepare the host.”

On the rugged mountain road, the young people of several students walked forward with a shallow foot and walked through the woods. The line of sight suddenly opened up, and there was a cliff in front of it. There was only one person on the edge of the cliff. Trail.

"Through this path, it is the ancient tomb." The young man with glasses at the front is full of excitement.

"But how is this going?" The only girl in the team had a cold war.

"Yeah, this road can't be overwhelmed."

"If we still go back, it is too dangerous."

"A summer report, no need to take such an adventure."

It seems that the path has not passed for a long time, and the weeds and thorns are covered on the side. The vines hanging from the top of the mountain also greatly obstruct the route of travel. It is no wonder that everyone will be so afraid.

Finally, everyone who couldn't make up their minds looked at the tall and thin youth who had never spoken in the team. "Qiyang, what do you think?"

"I am driving, Xiaoyue, give me the machete in your bag. Before dark, we must reach the tomb."

Ling Chunnan was hungry. He slowly opened his eyes and found himself in a narrow, but closed space. The light was very dark, but it did not affect his sight. He looked around for a week and he decided. Now, he is in a coffin, and this body is very strange.

Turning the source of power in the body, Ling Chunan has a conclusion.

This physical condition is somewhat like the vampire physique he used to pass. From his somewhat itchy gums, he can infer that he should also feed on blood, but there is another strange power in the body, similar to the demon in the world of cultivation. Repair, raise your hand and stick it on your forehead, I don’t know how long it’s been attached, and then throw it aside. Ling Chunan called: “098, the plot.”