Chapter 51: Splashing Paint
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Camille Victoria and the audience arrived at the final destination of the pilgrimage
But this is not the end of the ga.
Camille Victoria felt as if she had beco a ball of light, absorbed into the magic of the sacred mountain before bursting forth and slowly flowing through the sky.
Accompanied by a sacred and pure chanting, she dragged a long tail of rune fire, seeing the harsh snow-capped mountains, the hard-climbed ruins, the quiet temples, and the underground valleys, the peaceful hallway, the quicksand, the tender macaron-colored sand sea, the broken bridge…
Like this, along the way they ca, returning and returning to the place where it all began.
Finally, a starlight fell on the sand dune where the ga began.
The story ends here.
Or maybe it’s the beginning of another.
Camille Victoria stands still, falling into a long silence.
She feels a thousand emotions, as if there are thousands of words in her chest, but not knowing how to speak them out.
Finally, the thousands of words converge into two characters — “Aweso!”
As if it’s not enough, she added a subject — “Lincoln, aweso!”
The audience in the live broadcast room also ca back from the deep shock, expressing their similar opinions excitedly.
“Lincoln, really aweso! So aweso!”
“Who said that Lincoln is only suitable for scientific research before and doesn’t know how to make gas? Stand up! Today, we’re going to his house!” ‘”A brilliant scientist, and an ordinary ga developer.’ — ‘Gaming Stars”‘
“Yes! It’s the dog editor of ‘Gaming Stars’! If Lincoln is really hurt by the online rhythm and no longer makes gas, it would be a great loss for the dostic gaming industry!”
“When I think about never playing such a ga again, I feel like crying.”
“You feel like crying, my ass! Have you forgotten how Lincoln scolded
NetpDragon? Will he be sad? If he’s really angry, I’d rather doubt he’d go to the
‘Gaming Stars’ editorial departnt to stuff a bomb.”
“Stuffing a bomb is too much, at most pour gasoline and set fire, right?” “That’s against the law, at most pour paint!”
“Or just leave it, it’s better for him to focus on making gas. With that ti, he can rush the factory to produce the Mirage Console as well. Going to pour paint is a waste of ti!”
“You an he’ll swallow his anger?”
“NO, 1 an, Is there any Drave warrior In Niapng City to helpf”
“???” Lincoln was watching the audience blowing rainbow farts for him and feeling happy when he suddenly saw the conversation getting strange.
He had beco a narrow-minded and vengeful person.
Though it seed he did have a tendency for that, no, it’s called “giving as good as he got”!
What’s even more outrageous is that these people, in order to let him focus on making gas, actually started openly recruiting warriors to go to the ‘Gaming Stars’ editorial departnt to pour paint in front of the millions of viewers in Camille Victoria’s live room!
“They’re just joking, right? No one will take it seriously, right?”
Then a conspicuous ssage appeared: “Charge, brothers! Whoever goes, rember to live stream, and I’ll send you rockets!”
This ssage’s ID is a series of codes, obviously a newly registered account.
Then, to Lincoln’s surprise, a warrior actually stood up!
“Charge, brothers! Here’s the live broadcast room address —Y navigation link”
Without Lincoln having to do anything, Mavis opened the live broadcast room, and Lincoln imdiately shifted his attention. Although Camille Victoria’s feelings were touching, he would rather leave it to the audience and enjoy the excitent.
The na of the live broadcast room is very passionate—”Do you want to be a lifelong coward, or be a hero even if it’s just for a few short minutes!” “Aweso!” Lincoln couldn’t help but exclaim.
And Mavis, who loves to eat lon and watch the excitent, had already picked up a small account and started posting conspicuous ssages, starting with 500 dollars, “I’ll reimburse you for the cost of the paint! Rember to buy the worst and poorest quality one!”
“???” Lincoln turned to Mavis, what do you an? Are you fanning the flas now?
Mavis opened her big watery eyes and looked at Lincoln with an innocent face.
Seeing that Lincoln was unmoved and feeling that she couldn’t fool him, she had to change tactics.
She stretched out both hands and hugged Lincoln’s arm, shaking it while softly cooing, “Master, Mavis saw that Master was being bullied, and couldn’t bear to see it, so she wanted to let off so steam for Master.”
“Oh, you.” Lincoln sighed and raised his hand to touch Mavis’s pink head, not saying anything more and continuing to watch the live broadcast.
In the screen, one big brother was driving while the other held the cara, talking about their current position and how far they were from the editorial departnt of “Gaming Stars” while not forgetting to thank the gifts.
Seeing so people in the comnts questioning that they were hyping themselves up and scamming gifts, he imdiately beca very excited and patted his chest, assuring the audience, “Brothers rest assured, we absolutely won’t run away, we are real n, one spit is a nail, we say and do!”
As he spoke, he moved the cara to show the back of the car, “See! The paint is all prepared!”
Lincoln watched for a while, feeling that those two big brothers, based on their appearance alone, really didn’t look like they would play a slow-paced ga like “Traveler of the Wind.”
They seed more suited for gas where they carried a Gatling gun with a blue fla, dashing through the levels. That would be the style of a social person.
So Lincoln was a bit uncertain whether these two were fierce on the outside yet tender-hearted, with an inner softness that was coincidentally touched and moved by the images in Camille Victoria’s live broadcast. Unable to contain themselves, they had to step up and do sothing.
Or were they simply finding amusent in making trouble, seizing the opportunity to beco the center of attention in front of tens of thousands of people, then stepping into the spotlight without hesitation?
What did Andy Warhol say again? Everyone has the chance to beco a celebrity for 15 minutes!
Lincoln seriously suspected that those two were the latter.
But it doesn’t matter. In the next hour, everyone would be one of their own!
He was already ntally prepared to replace compensation and contact legal aid.
After all, they were helping him in a way, and he certainly wouldn’t stand idly by.
However, on the other hand, the gifts in the live broadcast room had already earned them enough to compensate “Gaming Stars”. There would probably be a lot left.
Those two brothers seem to live really close. In no ti, the signboard of “Gaming Stars” ca into view. It was a small office located on the first floor right by the street.
However, it had to be said that the contemporary internet people were really idle. Just in a short while, when the two brothers got out of the car with the paint, a crowd of onlookers with their mobile phones had already gathered outside to record videos.
The two brothers didn’t care, they carried the paint bucket and walked towards the crowd. The crowd naturally parted to make way for them.
It was like Moses parting the Red Sea, incredibly cool.
Inside the office of “Gaming Stars”, an employee near the window noticed sothing was wrong.
But before he could stand up and warn them, the two brothers had quickly opened the paint bucket and splashed it onto the window, door, and signboard.
After splashing it, they took out a brush and left big words—”Taking money to talk, with no conscience!”
“Big brother, aweso!”
The live broadcast room instantly boiled!
The onlookers were also in an uproar!
Ps. After three weeks of updating, I have co to a conclusion: for my current situation, this is unsustainable, and I will lose my hair. Especially when the data isn’t good, it is very agonizing.
Writing a long story is a long-term process that requires regularity and discipline, and you can’t burn out the enthusiasm too quickly.
So after this week, I’ll go back to updating twice a week.
When there’s a recomndation or if my state is better in the future, I’ll increase the updates depending on the situation!
Thanks for understanding. And thanks again for all your support!
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