168 The sound of midnight, Midnight Ghost
Influence.
It was an important number that ran through the entire game of fate.
Previously, link had received one point of influence by changing the Guildâs name to his own.
This time, he accepted the interview from the animal arena program team of the shadu TV station and once again gained 1 point of influence.
Influence referred to oneâs ability to get involved with NPCs or the plot in the entire game world, and oneâs level of fame.
With high influence, not only could they get special treatment and discounts, but they could even influence the plot through interaction.
Link remembered that in his previous life, the wind-chasing ethereal had once used her high influence to stop a war between civilizations on a planet. This incident had blown up the entire game forum, and it had also made the ordinary players realize the use of âinfluenceâ.
Even some missions from major forces required influence to be triggered.
Linkâs previous one point of influence had made him quite famous in the slums of shadu.
Tonightâs show on the Shatu TV station would probably be more influential.
moroes leaned against the window of the vip room and looked at link who was being interviewed on the big screen.
Kohler stood obediently at the side, but there was a puzzled look on his face.
The boss rarely stayed in the Colosseum for such a long time.
Even the honored guest who had been invited to the speed competition last week to present the cross Corps âunicorn with the prize had left in a hurry after the prize was presented.
But today, the boss actually stayed in the Colosseum until midnight, which was unprecedented.
âBoss, itâs getting late. We should go back.â Kohler said with his head lowered.
Moroes held his wine glass and stood there, staring at the noisy Colosseum. He refused to leave.
âNo rush, Iâm waiting for a good show.â
âA good show?â Kohler didnât understand. The live broadcast had already ended, so what good show was there?
are you referring to Yingluo, boss? â Kohler followed the ownerâs gaze and found that he was looking at link, who was being interviewed on the big screen.
Thinking of the bossâs interest in link, Kohler was confused.
Could this show be referring to link?
Moroes looked at his watch, turned around, and ordered, â âKohler, get Taiyi to investigate the link gang. i have a feeling that the animal arena isnât the main stage for this show.â
kohler bowed slightly and lowered his head. after receiving the order, he walked out of the vip room and made a phone call.
The sound of an elegant Symphony came from the other end of the phone, and in the background, a voice leisurely sounded, â âDo you have any orders?â
âThe boss wants you to investigate the link gang.â
âHow should we investigate?â on the other end of the phone, taiyi was fiddling with the lighter in his hand. he listened to the symphony on the stage while answering the phone.
âThe boss said that heâs waiting for a good show.â
The corners of Taiyiâs mouth curled up slightly, and then his hand that was fiddling with the lighter suddenly stopped. âAlright, I got it.â
After hanging up the phone, Taiyi suddenly raised his hand and stood up from the audience.
It was only then that they realized that Tai Yi was the only audience member in the large concert hall. The rest of the seats were empty.
When the conductor on the stage saw Taiyiâs action, he quickly made a gesture to stop the symphony.
Everyone, including the conductor, stood up. Their faces were full of tension and uneasiness, as if they were waiting for Godâs judgment.
when my phone rang, the young man playing the piano was distracted for a moment and played a syllable wrong, Yingluo.
At Taiyiâs words, the pianistâs face turned pale and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
âYouâve tarnished this song.â
Taiyi turned around and left the concert hall.
Behind him, the only sound was the pianistâs desperate shout, â âI donât want to die, I donât want to die!â
As for the symphony orchestra that had just played together, they all lowered their heads and kept quiet out of fear. No one dared to plead for mercy.
As soon as Taiyi walked out of the concert hall, a few gunshots were heard from the hall. The deafening sound came through the door of the concert hall and landed on Taiyiâs back.
Taiyi shuddered and let out a long breath. He stood there and closed his eyes to enjoy the pleasure of the trembling.
â¦â¦
In Linkâs gang.
The macaw looked at the clock in the resting area. It was already 11:45, the time that link had given it.
âLittle treasure, are you done? we should go!â The macawâs voice was like a horn.
The treasure-hunting mouse ran out of the office with an iron box in its mouth.
The macaw saw the metal box and couldnât help but stretch out its wings and Pat its head. âI almost forgot about this.â
The treasure-hunting mouse climbed onto the macawâs body in no time, and the macaw reached out its claws to hold the iron box.
âGo away-!â
The macaw took a deep breath and retracted the fat on its belly that had fallen slightly due to the good food. It stomped on the ground with both feet and flapped its wings with all its might.
The dust in the yard was lifted up, but the macawâs feet had just left the ground. It was only a dozen centimeters in the air, but it looked like it was about to die.
the sand condors and white-blade sea condors in the waste paper birdâs nest at the side covered their eyes with their wings at the same time, ashamed to be associated with this kind of parrot.
The skeleton wolf at the side wagged its tail and couldnât stand it anymore. It barked and bared its teeth as it ran towards the macaw.
The macaw saw the skeleton wolf baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it charged over. It flapped its wings even more forcefully and its body rose rapidly.
f * ck, skeleton wolf, youâre a real f * cking dog. In a TV series with hundreds of episodes, a dog like you canât even survive one episode!
âYouâre the only page in your household register!â
âI really want to twist your head off and stir it in the washing machine!â
The macaw cursed as it flew out of the link gang, its heart still beating violently.
at the thought of its embarrassing state being seen by the treasure-hunting mouse, the macaw quickly explained, â usually, I can fly as soon as I start. Today, Iâm just warming up. Only that slow-witted skeleton wolf thinks I canât fly.
âLittle treasure, you definitely understand me, right?â
Seeing that the treasure-hunting mouse didnât answer, the macaw quickly found a slope for itself. âLittle treasure, quickly tell me where to go, I donât know the way.â
The treasure-hunting mouse lay on the macawâs head and looked around. Except for the Riverside area, there were few lights in the entire slum area, as if it was covered with a layer of black cloth.
Treasure-hunting mouse sniffed and searched through its memory, then pointed to the West.
Ten minutes later, the treasure-hunting mouse kept squeaking.
The macaw glided down and stretched out a claw just as it was about to land. Unexpectedly, it rolled its body into a ball and rubbed on the ground, leaving a trail of three to four meters long. Only then did it successfully land, looking extremely embarrassed.
âF * ck, I wonât agree to Linkâs unreasonable request next time. Itâs not a parrot who landed on one foot. If it wasnât for this broken metal box, I wouldnât have fallen so miserably!â
The treasure-hunting mouse quickly jumped off the plane and was now watching the macawâs performance.
The macaw got up from the ground, shook off the dirt on its body, and cleared its throat.
âLittle treasure, help me check the green water ghost around my neck. Is it 12 o âclock yet?â