Transdimensional Marketing

Chapter 240 Slaughter the city! (superior)

Pacific Equator, Hogwarts floating castle, in the central courtyard.

After confirming all the IDs of the barrage group, tipping group, and hospital group, Chen Yu walked to the portal and sent them one by one according to the private message addresses on the watch screen.

The barrage group, the platform of station B, the words of ID under the moon...

The space was distorted instantaneously, and the connection was successful. A young man ran in quickly and opened his arms excitedly to hug Chen Yu, but was blocked by the Auror mage.

Master U! I am your fan! A loyal fan!

Let's not talk about this. Chen Yu looked the other party up and down a few times: It was previously stipulated that those who are in good health should not participate in the interaction. Are you sick?

I'm sick! I'm sick! The young man smiled happily, shaking his head triumphantly: I'm quite sick.

……What disease?

Schizophrenia! The clinical symptoms are mainly broken thinking, hehe! Awesome? The young man bounced and took out a roll of folded documents from his arms: Look, this is the DSM schizophrenia symptom diagnosis certificate, this It is the diagnostic criteria of CCMD...

Okay, okay! Don't read it, I believe it, stand aside and wait for the interaction, bro.

How do you know if I'm sick without looking at it? I haven't committed a crime yet, and I'm normal...

Sir, please follow me. Hermione stepped forward and bowed politely.

Don't worry, I'll prove it to the UP master first... Mmm!

Halfway through speaking, the young man was dragged away by Hermione covering his mouth.

I hope you recover.

Glancing at the other party with pity, Chen Yu disconnected the space connection and entered the second ID address of the barrage group.

The platform of station B, the ID can't be bothered...

With the previous example of Words under the Moon, the interactors who were sent later all took the initiative to prove their physical condition.

It's just that it was the turn of an interactor on the afreeca TV platform, and there was a slight deviation.

The nest's chicken cake is breast hyperplasia. The big man said in his unproficient Chinese.

... Chen Yu was silent for a moment, then snatched the lightsaber from Hermione's hand: ...I'll give you a chance to revise it again.

Yes...it's prostate hyperplasia...

After the ten people in the barrage group were sent, Chen Yu started to send the ten IDs of the tipping group.

B station platform, ID Taihang Pharmaceutical.

Douyin platform, ID Chrysanthemum Pharmaceutical.

Youtui platform, the Ministry of Health of the Confederate States...

The people in the tipping group were very calm. After walking out of the portal, they simply shook hands with Chen Yu, and then stood aside, unobtrusive.

With such efficiency, it took only four minutes to reach the hospital group.

Hospital group, station B platform, Wisdom National Hospital.

The moment the space was connected, thirty Caucasian men and women in hospital clothes swooped out and surrounded Chen Yu. They thanked, bowed, and even cried bitterly and knelt down on the spot.

The chattering and chattering made Chen Yu's scalp swell from the noise.

Okay, everyone, don't waste time, I'm not a savior, there's no need to do this. Sister, please don't kiss my right foot... Hey! That doctor! Stay away from the giant panda...

The space connection of the metal arch was disconnected again, and batches of selected patients from the hospital came excitedly, and under the guidance of Hermione and the four Auror mages, they waited anxiously in the corner.

Finally... Douyu Platform, ID Fujian Tianpu Hospital.

Buzz!

The space inside the metal arch fluctuated briefly. An old man took the first step, staggered over, and knelt down facing Chen Yu: Are you Doctor A Pozhu? Great benefactor! You saved our family!

Wait.

Chen Yu skillfully helped the old man up and pointed at Hermione: It's Master UP, not A Pozhu. I'm not a doctor either. Follow this little girl. And everyone behind, calm down. The entire hospital team, except kneeling On the ground, is there no other way to appear?

Hi, Mr. Wang! I'm the head of Tianpu Hospital... The middle-aged director stretched out his hand, before he finished speaking, he saw Chen Yu's unfriendly eyes under the mask, shut up decisively, and ordered the patients to leave in despair.

Then the interactive personnel of the bullet screen, tipping, and hospital groups are all in place. Chen Yu faced the camera and opened his arms: The delay is not short, and the rules of the game can be summed up in one sentence.

Pick up a pillow and attack everyone around you! The last one standing is the winner!

The winner's prize, this. Taking out the white pillow from the box and patting it lightly, Chen Yulang said, I will get it forever. And no one or organization can snatch it, otherwise it will be my enemy.

When everyone at the scene heard this, they talked one after another, especially the ten people in the tipping group, their eyes almost glowed green.

【envious……】

[It's a pity, if I am selected, these sick people will punch me one by one. 】

[Hit with a pillow! Not with fists, god! 】

[A pillow can sell at least one small target, right? 】

[I report! That fat man is our dean, and one of the patients is his wife! 】

[Hehe, think about it with your brain, how many real patients are here? 】

[I don't believe anyone except those who have amputated from the head down! 】

[Pillow Fight, we can play this game too! 】

[Go buy a pillow now, Jingcheng Haidian wants to play privately. 】

[The tipping group has a huge advantage! Physically healthier than other interactants. 】

【The world really belongs to kryptonians...】

The product introduction, personnel convening, and rule description are all completed, let's go directly to the next item! Performance evaluation!

After all, Chen Yu slid the virtual globe skillfully with his right hand, and chose the sparsely populated Aladdin City in Inner Mongolia, China.

Waiting for the space to connect successfully, Chen Yu picked up the big white box containing 500 pillows, and walked into the portal: There are all of them! Come with me, one pillow for each person, no matter men, women, old or young, anyone will be smashed!

Let's start a pillow fight all over the city!

...

Inner Mongolia, Aladdin City, People's Square.

The coming of winter makes this small city with a permanent population of less than 300,000 extremely depressed.

However, as the most densely populated commercial district in the city, it is still relatively lively to purchase new year's goods as the New Year is approaching.

Buzz!

At 9:38 in the morning, a metal arch five meters high and three meters wide appeared out of thin air! Under the horrified gaze of countless people, a temporary fish stall and two couplet stalls were overrun.

The crowded square was as quiet as a plague, quickly spreading to the audience...

Hey, isn't it the city with the smallest population? Why are there so many people? Chen Yu was puzzled as he walked out the door with the box in his arms.

Then, one after another, the interactors followed Chen Yu out of the portal, and soon occupied the center of the square.

Under the inexplicable spread of panic, the crowd who purchased New Year's goods slowly retreated and dispersed.

Damn it! It's the time-space UP master!

The portal! That's the portal!

There are also a small number of young people who understand the evaluation of time and space, and frantically move forward.

[Awesome haha! I'm right around the corner! What a surprise! ! 】

[You can play pillow fights without drawing, you are the real Oshen! 】

【Suddenly feel sorry for that old brother who went all the way from Inner Mongolia to Japan...】

[My home is a bit far away, I hope to catch up. 】

[Seek the psychological shadow area of ​​the masses in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen. 】

Ha! More people are more fun!

Xiao Taohong nimbly got out, picked up a pillow in the box, eager to try: Wang, can we start now?

Yes! You can only hit it with a pillow, and you can't hit the interactors. You can't faint, it's a BUG, ​​go to a farther place to play.

Good~~~

So……

Lifting the box, Chen Yu dumped all the pillows on the ground, then threw them casually, grabbed a pillow with one hand, and pointed at the crowd in the square: All officers and soldiers listen to the order!

Regardless of men, women, young or old! Kill them all! It doesn't matter if you hit them! Go!

Come on! ×200+

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(Note: There is only one chapter to add, and there are still a few days to celebrate the New Year. There are too many broken things. I can’t guarantee 8 or 9000 words per day, forgive me.)