"NOOOOOO! I don’t believe it! There’s no way! It’s not true!!!"

In the recently renovated third-floor of Shelter 404’s office in Boulder Town.

After seeing the photos Sisi risked her life to take, Teng Teng, who was disillusioned, roared in desperation.

After screaming, she ran back to the room like a gust of wind and slammed the door.

The kerosene lamp on the wooden coffee table swayed gently, and the pile of mutated fruit and crackers on the iron plate cast a long shadow.

The 4 people sitting at the table looked at each other.

Sesame Paste blushed, "It’s quite pretty actually."

This sentence was originally intended to comfort Teng Teng, but it seemed a bit too late now.

Sisi maintained a subtle expression and mumbled, "Emmm... There’s no doubt about that, but maybe that’s not how Teng Teng imagined it would be used."

"It seems that I am not the only one who thinks that the design of this dress is very bold." Yaya stared at the photos for a while, then muttered in a low voice, "I even seriously reflected on whether my thoughts were too dirty!"

Tail piped up with a bright idea. "Could it be that Teng Teng actually has a talent that she didn’t realize?"

Sisi sighed, "Better not say that to her face."

Tail grinned. "Roger!"

Looking at the tightly closed wooden door, Sesame Paste said with worry, "... Will they really be fine?"

Sisi raised her eyebrow. "

Emmm

... Do you mean Teng Teng or Old White and Ample Time?"

Sesame Paste turned to look at her in shock. "Huh?"

Yaya immediately understood what Sisi meant. She waved her hand and said, "Don’t worry, Teng Teng is very generous! She won’t hold grudges!"

Really?

The corner of Sisi’s mouth curled up into an imperceptible smile.

She got up from the sofa calmly, stretched her waist, and said, "I’m a little sleepy, I’ll be leaving first."

She had lied. She was not sleepy at all.

What she really wanted to do was go to the forum to watch the drama that was about to unfold.

Their bedtime chat ended early.

The time in the game was already 9:00 in the evening, but the time in the real world was 9:00 in the morning. Since she had been lying down since 6:00 last night, it was time to get up and move around.

Sesame Paste picked up a plate of crackers and stood up. "I’ll take some to feed Roro."

Because she was a "pet", Roro could only stay with the two-headed ox, and could not go to the streets at will, nor could she live in the streets where people lived. ṞÄŊՕ𝖇Ê𝐒

Fortunately, they were not far from the warehouse district, otherwise, she would be too pitiful.

Yawning, Tail was originally going to sleep, but when she heard that Sesame Paste wanted to feed Roshan, she stood up with a groan, and said with eager eyes, "I will go with you!"

...

The official website forum.

It was as lively as ever.

Escaping Mole was telling vivid anecdotes from his trip in a thread, accompanied by a few illustrations hand-drawn by himself.

When they passed Garbage City, they encountered a group of mercenaries claiming to be the Bonechewer Clan, who not only held the weapons of the Army, but also owned a Conqueror tank.

Due to the language barrier and many other reasons, it was not until after they captured these mercenaries that they realized that this group of people was not from the Bonechewer Clan, but a group of fake mercenaries.

The reason why they called themselves the Bonechewer Clan was to take the opportunity to blackmail the passing caravans. And the "Conqueror" tank was actually made of wood...

In addition to Escaping Mole’s post, there were many other interesting things to read.

Irene and Tomato Eggs were having an inane conversation about cooking techniques, and Makka Pakka was sharing how he used his Plant Whisperer talent to communicate with plants, while Beating Tiger was yelling about how he’d never heard of such an outrageous thing.

There were also those discussing the cultivation of tobacco leaves and corn, arguing about how to use simple materials to make aerospike engines, and exchanging efficient techniques to prepare cyclonite and polyisobutylene.

And at this moment, a new thread popped up in the forum.

Teng Teng: @Old White @Ample Time @Night Ten …

Night Ten: What? Why are you pinging me? If you miss me, just say so. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Teng Teng: Miss my ass! You wanna go, you punk?! (╯‵ ′)✄╰ひ╯

Old White: ?

Ample Time: ??

Gale: ???

Night Ten: !!!∑(ﾟДﾟノ)ノ

Irene: Onoes, what did you guys do to the lovely Teng Teng? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Elf Wang: I’m shocked, is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Just when everyone was confused about this post and guessing at what happened, Yaya suddenly popped up.

Yaya: Hahahaha, I’ll show you something good. o(*≧▽≦)ツ(image)( image)( image)

Yaya: Huh??? It didn’t work last time, but are these allowed?

Escaping Mole: Damn! Isn’t this lewder than what I draw?!

Eye Owe Money: (Nosebleed)

Spring Water Commander: Just asking, is this the kind of spicy content I can get for free?

Teng Teng: You pervs! This dress is not for that kind of occasion, okay? Don’t you feel weird?! (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻

Night Ten: Huh? Although it was an accident, I feel… It seems accidentally appropriate?

Teng Teng: Go to hell! (angry)

Night Ten: QAQ

The facts proved that serious chatting could never be more exciting than horny talk.

Those few photos instantly increased the number of player applications by a large amount.

It worked even better than commercial ads!

Although Yaya deleted the post at the speed of light under Teng Teng’s pressure, one couldn’t underestimate the speed of those gamers’ fingers. They had already saved the photos.

Just when the posts on the forum were being updated with a frenzy, it was also getting lively in the small group of the Bull and Horse Club.

Night Ten: Huh! Didn’t that blasted NPC say that Teng Teng’s art was bought by nobles in the inner city? Why did it appear in a nightclub?

Gale: Actually, if I recall in detail, that NPC didn’t actually say that. (Side eyes)

Ample Time: My bad, it was my speculation that it was sold to the inner city... I thought that the mercenaries would not buy clothes that were inconvenient to move around. The people in the outer city could never afford it, so I was sure the buyer would be some nobleman from the inner city. I didn’t expect it to be sold to a nightclub. This was my mistake. (Embarrassed)

Ample Time was indeed to blame for this matter. He got too excited when writing the walkthrough and started making things up. If he had not set such heights of expectation, they would not feel so disappointed.

He could only hope that Teng Teng was not too depressed.

Actually, it made sense in hindsight. Soft power needed the support of hard power.

Boulder Town had been the big brother in the entire southern part of the River Valley Province for a century. Even the survivor settlements in the entire River Valley Province were no different from bumpkin villages in their eyes, not to mention the northern suburbs.

Those clothes needed to be worn by the merchants of Ideal City.

However, Ample Time always felt that it might be more difficult than persuading the people of Boulder Town’s inner city to accept new things.

Old White: Oh no, this is so embarrassing. (Embarrassed)

Night Ten: Brother @Light, help! Teng Teng lost her mind! Quickly post an announcement to divert everyone’s attention! QAQ

Light: Okay. (Side eyes)

Old White: !!

Ample Time: !!!

Mosquito: WTF? Is Light your father?!

Gale: Light was really lurking. (Side eyes)

Night Ten: Daddy Light is awesome! (Surprised)

Quit Smoking: Damn, you’re such a bootlicker, I can’t stand it!

Night Ten: Fuck off! How could you call this bootlicking? This is called heartfelt gratitude!

Tomato Eggs: GTFO!

After closing the group chat, Chu Guang logged on to the forum to take a look, and roughly understood what was going on.

Although it was slightly different from the script he expected, somehow…

He didn’t think it was a bad thing at all.

Though the artwork at Teng Teng’s Hut didn’t win the hearts of inner-city folk, it did at least win over Boulder Town’s nightlife crowd.

Even the aristocrats in the inner city of Boulder Town couldn’t live in their elite zone every night. And every emperor would also sneak out of the palace to play from time to time, let alone the officials in the palace.

It was just that in most cases, they wouldn’t let ordinary people know.

In addition to those mercenaries and merchants who had made a fortune through trades, if the artwork of the players could become popular among them, these goods would be sold, not only in Boulder Town but also to other places, far away.

It would penetrate a much broader market, and it was a good start.

"Since he called me Daddy, I’ll post the announcement a day in advance." Seeing the Bull and Horse Squad, who had incurred Teng Teng’s wrath, Chu Guang couldn’t help smiling while clicking his mouse.

Just as the perverts and the gossip mongers on the forum were frantically circulating the photos taken by Sisi, an announcement suddenly appeared.