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Chapter 165 2 Young Master's Experience

Chapter 165 The Second Young Master's Experience ([-])

"Welcome to Giant Spirit City."

The second young master was wearing cheap clothes, drinking a Groschen and a can of toning drinks.

"It's 'Welcome to Meizi Street', Erzai!" said a player standing next to him, "Meizi Street belongs to us, not Giant Spirit City!"

The second young master pouted.

He always felt that these members of the Flying Potato Sect were so arrogant that there was nothing to add.

No one thinks that he is the second young master of the Giant Spirit Glory Company, but only thinks that he is a black man who wants to be a company employee and wants to go crazy.They called him "Er Zai" and gave him a very humble nickname.

But what does it matter?The second young master feels that everyone here is crazy enough, one more than him is not much, and one less than him is quite a lot.

Only a few days later, he felt that Meizi Street and the rest of Giant Spirit City were two different worlds.

Seriously, he loves it here!
Outside the window, on a large display screen, blue pixel light spots bloomed, and then red pixel sparks; the dynamic ditty even made him want to dance.

A male player with long eyelashes, bright red lipstick and hair, dressed very little, with a streamlined neon tube skin prosthesis on his body, dancing gracefully on a small stage.

The second young master saw for the first time that a man's dance steps can be more charming than that of a doll girl.

There are also some female gamers who dress themselves up as big-headed dolls and pose for others to help take pictures.

He always felt that these obviously weird outfits gave him a very cute feeling.

"Really, you like this kind? Two-dimensional, that's simple," the male player next to him, who put on a white underwear pullover, stroked his brush, "Looking at your body shape, you must be an otaku. There are nine out of ten otakus. Love these."

The second young master looked out the window.

The big-headed doll was wearing a strange black and white dress, and put its right hand sideways in a "V" next to its right eye.

His eyes were straightened.

The big-headed doll covered its small mouth with both hands, and lowered its head slightly.

Ah!
The second young master looked away, he felt that he was in love.

It's not physical love for the opposite sex, or even for a real person under that doll.

He just loves the leather case for the big head doll.

"So easy, Erzai," the male player showed his painting, "I haven't found a substitute for many of the things here, like paint, so I can only paint like this first."

The second young master turned his head.

A flat-faced girl who is about to cry, also has that weird body shape, with a "V" in front of her.

"There's something missing, let me see—it's there!"

A little girl's soft and crisp singing sounded around.

The second young master felt that he was in love again.

"Tell me, 'wife'." The male player pointed to the Two-dimensional character he drew.

The second young master opened his mouth.

How can this be shouted out.

"Come on, shout!"

The second young master opened his mouth and said in a very low voice: "My wife."

"That's right!" The male player was excited.

He pointed to the two-dimensional girl's leather case outside the window and said, "Er Zai, call your wife louder."

The second young master felt a sea of ​​shame, almost suffocating him.

But he still shouted loudly: "Wife!"

Outside the window, the two-dimensional girl stretched out her right hand and waved to him.

The second young master clutched his heart and fell backwards.

He rolled his eyes and smiled.

"Congratulations," the male player next to him uttered a devilish language, "Welcome to Two-dimensional! The one who just passed by is a cosplayer who is about to go to Shanghai to participate in the comic exhibition!"

The second young master couldn't understand what the male player said.

But he did fall in love, and fell in love twice in just 1 minute.

If there is a choice between the two, then his choice is - he wants them all!

"Learn from me, Erzai. As a qualified fat house, you must learn to compare your heart!"

The second young master looked at each hand of the male player, bent his thumb and index finger into an arc, and then touched them together to form a heart shape.

He followed suit.

Although he stumbled, he still made a heart shape.

"Very well, the next thing is to go to bed—oh, the smoker host's new entertainment video is online. Erzi, do you want to go shopping in the wasteland?"

The second young master lowered his head.

It's just entertainment, entertainment!

He is the second young master of the company, and he can't just hang around on Meizi Street and wait to die for the rest of his life.

Take those little quests like everyone else?No, he wants something big!

Goodbye, all Two-dimensional girls.

He wants to pick up a gun and go to the wasteland full of dangers to find opportunities to rise, and he can't waste his time here.

The male player took out the tablet he bought and started playing entertainment videos.

……

The four characters are "Baby Ba Shi".

Are you still troubled by the vastness of the wasteland?

Still spending too much time running long distances in the wasteland?

A baby chewing on a feeding bottle grew up while walking; when he finally arrived at the mission location, he was already very old and turned into a bone in the next second.

The smoker kicked the animation to pieces, and said wearing a dark brown toad mirror: "Now, everything has changed. The Flying Potato God Sect has provided a good enough vehicle. It has rough skin and thick flesh, and it is an ordinary deformed species. Even monsters and monsters can't stop it; it doesn't need refueling, it can automatically replenish energy at any time; it can repair itself, and a little injury won't get in the way."

He hung the toad mirror on the tip of his nose with his index finger: "Let all the 'babies' wandering in the wasteland be able to say 'Ba Shi'! The vehicle of the god religion, the giant pig!"

A gigantic pig with a long snout and tusks walks slowly into the camera.

It bowed its head, and the unsuspecting smoker was thrown more than 20 meters away, and plunged into the sand, unable to pull it out for a while.

The giant pig opened its mouth, showed its teeth, and dug a big hole with its fangs.

It even knows how to show off its strong figure and wags its tail.

"The next giant pig!" Someone shouted.

The giant pig retreated, and another giant pig appeared.

It was wearing a grass skirt, with two hind legs on the ground, four chairs attached to its back, and began to dance for the camera.

The funny and rhythmic music accompaniment became the background sound of everything.

The picture gradually blurred and jumped out of the end of the credits.

Veterans Club Ltd.

Long live the God of Flying Potatoes!

……

"The bus pig is officially launched? That's great." said the male player.

The second young master almost buried his head in the tablet: "Have you ever been to the wasteland?"

"I've been there a few times," said the male player, "but I don't like fighting. I earn some Groschen by selling various artworks, so I can be regarded as a standard player for life."

"I'm going to the wasteland." The second young master said firmly.

"No, Erzai, are you hot-blooded?" The male player was full of surprise, "Be careful. An NPC like you, I think if you die, you will die. You only have one life, and you can't refresh it."

The second young master still said, "I'm going to wasteland."

"Well then," the male player said seriously, "Er Zai, if you want to survive, don't leave the route of the bus pig, and only move around the bus stop."

He pointed to the tombstone outside: "There was an NPC who said that last time, but the accompanying players said that she was beaten to death by mobs in the mutant's lair, and there was not even a single bone left. I also erected a tombstone there." , don’t put your name on it, Erzai.”

The second young master nodded.

He wants to become a living legend in Giant Spirit City, but he doesn't want to become a legend after he dies.

That's just a joke.

"The gangsters who bullied you last time should be let go, you can go and see before you leave!"

(End of this chapter)

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