Translator: Nacchi
Boss Ambiance
The digital boss did what he might do after he completed brushing the presents that didn’t transfer. He returned when there was motion. He immediately screamed, after which the sport character started to whirl round on the display screen “Ghost! Outdated Xia! Assist! …”
Wen Xia moved the angle of view, and the sport character illuminated the room with a flashlight,
“Don’t shout, don’t shout, I haven’t seen it.”
[ Come back: Wu. ]
[ Grass: don’t be so shy, I’m scared. ]
[ Who is the priest, you two, hey! ]
[ Going to the haunted house with Xia Xia must feel safe. ]
[ Who remembers the last time Xia Xia and his friend went to vlog to play escape room? I laughed so hard. ]
Wen Xia was not an individual who liked to shoot vlogs. He normally appeared in different folks’s vlogs. For instance, Zou Boyan favored to shoot vlogs very a lot, and he needed to take a shot to document his life wherever he went.
Zou Boyan opened his personal escape room retailer. Final time Wen Xia was taken by him to expertise the brand new theme in his retailer, it turned out that he was stumped by the puzzles, and it was him who was so scared that he was working round…
Xia Wen was speechless, and commenced to marvel what he was, and the way he was surrounded by such timid folks.
He didn’t have the function of a priest so he proceeded to do the duty of an extraordinary individual. He didn’t must do something however the environment was nice.
Wen Xia stated probably the most phrases, “Go away, you bought the bible, you go!”
[ Come back: I don’t want to wu wu wu, Xia Xia protect me! ]
Each time, Wen Xia would see a number of eye-catching strains of ‘5140005 presents…’ brushed out within the barrage. The boss wouldn’t interrupt the SC at the moment, however the boss would brush presents at the moment, beginning with ten. He had some huge cash and he was throwing presents for enjoyable.
[ T/N – SC means Super Chat. ]
What a black sheep.
[ The boss atmosphere! Today is so fierce. ]
[ The presents make me dazzled, why didn’t you send SC today? ]
[ Is there a count? I’m curious how much the boss spent today. ]
[ Is he in a good mood or a bad mood? More than not sending SC, he never said a word. ]
[ Xia Xia, there is something flashing on the shelf on the left! ]
……
Inexplicably, Wen Xia felt that the temper of the digital boss… was not good?
Nicely, though the massive boss seldom talked and it appeared regular for him to not discuss now, he felt that he was not in a great temper. He didn’t know the place his emotional notion got here from.
Stepping again and stumbling to finish this sport, the turtle god who used to hold a gun to shoot one champion after one other in PUBG, was now scared by the little ghosts a lot that his voice was shivering.
After the sport ended, he claimed that he wanted to decelerate. Slowly, he let Wen Xia select the following map.
After listening to Wen Xia ‘tsk,’ “Are you continue to taking part in? You’re obsessive about being a scaredy cat, aren’t you?”
Turtle god gritted his enamel, “Play! I don’t consider that a bit of horror sport can nonetheless scare me.”
[ He is lying again. ]
[ Xia Xia chooses the scariest one! ]
[ The picture selected is the Soul Village, who knows who plays it. ]
[ The grass at the tomb head in the last Wanling Village is now two meters high. ]
Wen Xia seemed on the barrage and intentionally stated, “They let me select Soul Village.”
[ Come back: ? ]
[ Come back: Don’t… ]
Presently, an SC immediately jumped out,
[ I want to see Soul Village. ]
[ ! ! ! The boss has spoken! ]
[ Ohhhhhhhh good, Soul Village! ]
[Soul, Soul, it’s going to be Soul Village! ]
The one who despatched SC will not be another person, it was the massive digital boss.
Wen Xia couldn’t assist however say, “What’s the matter with you? I haven’t talked about Xuan Ling Village but. You need to see?”
[ 5140005 Free blue whale model x5 ]
[ 5140005: Want to see. ]
The display screen was flooded with presents
Wen Xia was suffocated, and at last he was discouraged, “Sure, it’s the boss who paid the cash. Boss, please sit up for it.”
He immediately panicked when he circled and stated, “What?” What image do you need to select, Lao Xia? I simply noticed that the viewers in my studio stated you need to select Soul Village?”
Wen Xia: “That’s proper.”
He turned again with tearful eyes and stated, “No — do you need to see me die?”
It was a pity that Wen Xia couldn’t see it, so he sighed sadly, “No means, he gave an excessive amount of.”
After talking, the massive boss threw out the third SC tonight, [ Is it too much? ]
[ What! What kind of speech is this? ]
[ F**k, Does the boss means that the money he gave is not even enough for the gap in his teeth? ]
Wen Xia couldn’t assist however really feel a bit of bit unhappy forgetting in regards to the time Lin Feng Qi’s promised month-to-month wage of 200,000 yuan, was solely launched on the finish of every month.
However he didn’t dwell broadcast day by day, possibly solely two or thrice per week.
The image of Soul Village was launched per week in the past. After taking part in, the pioneer staff instantly wrote a publish on easy methods to play. The final sentence summed up, ‘Don’t go close to Soul Village, you’ll turn out to be depressing.’
Wen Xia wandered forwards and backwards within the Soul Village with squeaky screams. Soul Village was a map of the village with a Chinese language background. Western identities resembling clergymen had turn out to be Taoists and psychics after localization.
There was even an id that may be very per the core values of socialism — the folks’s police!
However this was a hidden id. The official sport firm had not introduced the chance. Solely the pioneer staff had performed loads of repeated experiments and concluded that the chance of getting it was about 0.5%.
Not everybody may very well be it straight away.
On this sport, Wen Xia and Tutle God had common luck. Each of them have been extraordinary folks. The journey may very well be stated to be thrilling and thrilling. However he cooperation between two folks might typically make the scenario chaotic.
It took practically two hours for the 2 to cross Soul Village.
Wen Xia glanced on the time, “I’m not taking part in anymore, I’m going to finish the published.”
Turtle god felt that he was granted pardon, by no means as soon as did he fortunately ship him off like at the moment, “Go go, you go to mattress.”
[ 5410005: Good night. ]
This was the fourth SC of the massive boss tonight.
Wen Xia didn’t know whether or not he was replying to him or to Turtle god, or the viewers within the dwell broadcast room stated, “Good evening, good evening.”
He closed the dwell broadcast room. Wen Dage had already curled up on the mattress right into a fluffy white dumpling, sleeping unconsciously.
He leaned over and rubbed the kitty’s comfortable hair, acquired up and was about to clean, when the door of the room was knocked.
He thought to himself, might or not it’s that the voice he had used to dwell broadcast was a bit loud and Lin Feng Qi might hear it? Fascinated by it, he opened the door, however what he noticed was a well-recognized little robotic.
The underside of the small robotic was geared up with a curler belt. After the door opened, it got here to his room with none rationalization, “Detected that the door is open, return to the room to sleep.”
Wen Xia watched the little robotic hit his mattress and the sound woke up Wen Dage. It made a mechanical and silly voice, “I hit a tree, I hit a tree.”
“You hit a pig.”
He bent over and picked up the silly factor, and knocked on Lin Feng Qi’s door, “Did you permit this exterior?”
Lin Feng Qi seemed on the little robotic in his arms, one way or the other silent.
Wen Xia put it on the bottom. This foolish factor was quiet now, staying on the spot, solely the elements of the eyes flashing blue mild, as if blinking.
“Excuse me, good evening.” Wen Xia stated these phrases politely and returned to his room.
Lin Feng Qi glanced on the robotic at his ft, and silently closed the door.
He knelt down, took out the distant management from his arms, and pressed a button.
A small drawer popped out of the little robotic’s stomach, with a key mendacity in it, which was the important thing to the home.
The little robotic immediately made a mechanical sound, “Mission failed, mission failed.”
Lin Feng Qi picked up the important thing and lowered his eyes.
Ah Mo appeared to have sensed the frustration of his grasp. He walked over and sat down beside him, nudging him along with his nostril.
“…How can they’ve such a great relationship,” He stated dully, “I give him so much, doesn’t he prefer it?”
[ T/N – Awwww I can feel his pain but I wish he could say his feelings verbally. ]