Amiya and the Doctor returned to Rhodes Island's ship after the bone-shattering incident.
Because Amiya had heavily utilized Originium Arts and even employed forbidden secret arts, the accompanying Doctor received a severe scolding from Kal'tsit.
Unexpectedly,
Mo Zhi's thick skin, even thicker than the author's, led him to not only grin sheepishly after being berated but also to coin the nickname "Tsundere Menopausal Big Lynx" for Doctor Kal'tsit, causing everyone to burst into guffaws.
Damn it, damn it!
After the jest, the righteous viewers prepared to act on behalf of Doctor Kal'tsit, to mete out justice upon Mo Zhi with overwhelming praise, for a job well done!
Kal'tsit: *** you!
After the laughter subsided,
Mo Zhi knocked on the little rabbit's bedroom door.
"Doctor?"
Behind the door, Amiya was wearing a loose-fitting loungewear, her hair still damp, clearly having just showered.
Even through the screen, Mo Zhi could smell the captivating fragrance emanating from the bunny.
Amiya's room was filled with numerous books, and next to them was a simple reception hall.
The table in the hall was laden with snacks, dried meat, potato chips, chocolate bars... along with a half-eaten cabbage and vegetable salad and mushroom pies.
Behind a screen, there were four or five single doors, indicating that several people shared the living space.
However, the handles of some of these doors were covered in dust, a somber reminder that some individuals would never have the chance to return to their warm beds for a peaceful sleep.
The Doctor sat on a chair in the reception hall and asked Amiya, "Is something on your mind?"
"My mind? Me?"
The little bunny's bright eyes narrowed into slits, and she let out an awkward laugh, "You figured it out... Haha..."
"I thought I was hiding it very well."
The bunny sat down, her index fingers poking each other, "Yes, I do have something on my mind... just a little bit."
"I'm already used to doing this, after all, I can't burden everyone."
"Right, Doctor?"
She looked up, her smile radiant.
The Doctor stared at her intently, and Amiya felt a flicker of guilt. She stopped hiding, and her voice, slightly lower, poured out her feelings: "...I don't understand."
"Doctor... I don't understand."
[Silence...]
"No, I don't know what we're doing, and I also know that sacrifices are inevitable."
As she spoke, she glanced at the door on the far right, which hadn't been opened in a long time. "But I... I don't know... why can I only watch helplessly as people who could be saved... vanish before my eyes?"
"They were so close, if only we tried a little harder, pushed a little more..."
"I know the responsibility on my shoulders, and I will keep going, but right now, I am truly so tired..."
The bunny's pitiful gaze shattered the hearts of countless viewers.
They wished they could immediately buy a second-dimensional foil from Old Liu and charge into the two-dimensional world to comfort this emotionally and physically exhausted bunny.
'The little bunny looks so pitiful when she's sad.'
'If they refuse salvation, no amount of effort will be in vain.'
'I'm so useless... I can't do anything but call out names.'
.......
At this moment, Mo Zhi wished desperately for a [Pat Head] button to allow for even a simple interaction with the bunny.
Alas, the options were only to call Amiya's name or remain silent.
This was driving Mo Zhi crazy,
You scoundrel!
How dare you stab me so deeply!?
"Let me be alone for a while, Doctor Mo Zhi."
"Thank you."
Knock, knock, knock!!
Mo Zhi tapped furiously on the webcam next to his computer, his voice filled with outrage,
"Old Scoundrel, are you there?"
"Are you there, Old Scoundrel?"
"Can you hear me?"
"Quickly, immediately, right now, give this Great Doctor more interactions with Amiya!"
"Look at what you've done to the child, the Doctor she trusts so much is like a puppet, what happened to being a spiritual guide?"
Mo Zhi's emotions erupted; she truly felt sorry for Amiya.
She had expected at least a head-pat gesture, some form of tangible comfort for the bunny.
But all she got was emptiness!
[Continue watching (Super Rocket * 500)]
Golden bullet comments appeared, and the comments section exploded.
'Damn it, Old Scoundrel, you're a peeping tom!'
'How could you do this to the bunny, Old Scoundrel?!'
'Use a Master Ball, catch a wild designer!'
'Everyone, look at me, I'm making an announcement: Old Scoundrel, hammer me hard!!'
'For the love of all that is holy, wear some pants!'
.......
Lu Li's sudden appearance boosted the atmosphere in the live stream, causing the already active bullet comments to become densely packed.
"Wow!"
"Thank you, Old Scoundrel... no, thank you, Boss Lu Li, for 500 Super Rockets, you're too kind."
Mo Zhi's voice trembled; she had just made a casual joke for comedic effect.
She never expected to summon the actual person, this great harbinger of misfortune.
No!
As if remembering something, Mo Zhi crossed her arms and stared vigilantly at the camera, "Big Brother, have you been lurking in my stream for a long time? And you even gifted... a gift more powerful than any previous one..."
Recalling her past encounters with Lu Li's previous gift-giving,
Hiss~
Mo Zhi couldn't help but shiver, her hair standing on end. Something bad was about to happen!
There will definitely be a knife!
What does he mean by this?
Is he going to target the bunny today???
Mo Zhi's expression grew increasingly grim; Lu Li, the Old Scoundrel, had too notorious a reputation, never failing to deliver.
With such a massive gift today, wouldn't she be completely destroyed?
However,
Mo Zhi was overthinking things today; Lu Li was genuinely just passing by.
Lu Li, sitting in front of the screen, smiled faintly and shook his head, truly wronged.
In fact, in less than a week, he had already completed "Sima Summoning Soap Edition DLC," "Reborn Cells," and "Au Prosperity Fades."
Today, with nothing else to do, he planned to relax and subconsciously navigated to Mo Zhi's live stream.
He was currently feeling exceptionally good, having prepared his PC games for launch before the VR games were released.
Now, he just needed to strategically release them at different times to harvest a large amount of emotional value.
Afterward, he would wholeheartedly prepare for his first VR game, which he had decided would be "Titanfall"!
A top-tier version at that!
After extensive discussions with the system over several days,
He had a general understanding of the subtle differences between the three VR versions of "Titanfall."
The standard version, in the system's explanation, was a high-end PC game, with the added immersion unique to virtual games.
This version would be the most common and widespread in the future.
The adaptive version enhanced graphics, rendering, and the conveyance of the five senses, allowing players to deeply immerse themselves and become unable to extricate themselves. This was likely what overseas AAA game studios could achieve.
The premium version was high-threshold and difficult for small studios to create.
As for the JoJo Invincible Supreme Edition, Lu Li's evaluation was—comparable to a full-immersion virtual game!
With ultimate graphical detail, a full physics simulator, and adjustable tactile feedback, players immersed in it might even forget they were in a game, mistaking it for a dream-like experience of another life.
Imagine.
Players teleporting to the distant deep space, to unknown stars where time and space manipulation technology could be mastered.
After a series of changes, they inherit the BT-7274—a highly intelligent Titan mecha—left behind by their spiritual mentor, becoming its sole companion.
When it utters the line, "Protocol Three: Protect the Pilot," what would be the player's feelings?
Upon learning the profound meaning behind that sentence, how would players fully immersed in this world react?
When ejected from the cockpit by BT-7274, wouldn't they be completely devastated?
Hahahaha!
A slightly wicked laugh echoed through the office from Lu Li, lingering for a long time.
It was as if a demon was freely unleashing its true nature.
..........