"Brother." Mo Song greeted him, "And Brother Pili and Brother Yingqi, why are you here too?"
"Hey, kid, I was the one who asked the question first, why are you asking back?" Mo Zhu patted Mo Song on the back of the head rudely and asked him to answer first.
Mo Song had already known the origins of Mo Zhu and Ji Yingqi's game places yesterday. While he was feeling very lucky, he was also very happy to be able to play games with his brother. He added them as game friends at that time and found out that they all knew Bai Li's true identity.
So he seemed very casual when explaining his purpose: "Oh, I asked Li Bai for the live broadcast authorization. After the live broadcast ended today, I wanted to come here to thank him, return the gift money to him, and help him with some work. But I noticed that the land in Li Bai's yard has not been fully cultivated yet!"
After saying this, Mo Song was met with three pairs of strange eyes.
"…What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Haha!" It was Xiong Pili who spoke first. "You really think alike. We came here to help Mr. Bai open up the land, but we ran into you. You're not online yet, so it's all in vain. Right, Bamboo? Chatterbox?"
Ji Yingqi's game name was "I'm not a chatterbox", but five words were too long to call people, so Xiong Pili and Mo Zhu discussed and decided to just call the last two words, "Chatterbox". This result almost made Ji Yingqi so angry that he shut himself up. He went to great lengths to come up with this name, but in the end, the name of "Chatterbox" was directly attached to him.
When Xiong Pili called him at this time, he just uttered a light "hmm" and did not have a strong desire to speak.
Mo Song and Ji Yingqi were not very familiar with each other. When they met in real life, they only saw each other being taciturn. They thought that this was his nature and did not think there was anything wrong with it.
I even secretly wondered why Ji Yingqi chose such a name. Even if he didn't say it specifically, they knew that he was "not a chatterbox". Isn't this a waste of time?
After learning that his idea actually coincided with his brother's, Mo Song couldn't help but look at his competitor, secretly wondering whether he should come over early tomorrow to wait?
In short, I can’t let my brothers snatch away the opportunity to help me. At most, I will split it equally!
It just so happened that Xiong Pili and his companions also had such a plan.
Since Bai Li was not online, the four people did not stay at his doorstep for long. They chatted for a while and then went their separate ways.
We have worked so hard to get a spot in the game, so how can we waste our time on meaningless chatting?
Bai Li, who had been offline for a while, had no idea what was happening at his doorstep. After he logged off, he carried Zhizun out of the game room, or it would be more appropriate to say "dragged" him. Since he discovered that Zhizun had grown a lot at the end of last month, he could no longer hide the fat on his body. He changed almost every day. It was not an exaggeration to say that he grew up quickly.
It's only been a few days, but Bai Li feels that he has grown bigger. If this continues, it will be inappropriate to always bring Zhizun into the game room when playing games. To put it nicely, it's because I'm worried about the impact on Zhizun's growth and development. To put it bluntly... it's because Bai Li thinks it's too crowded.
"I've heard of 'big oranges are the most important' before, how come this phenomenon still continues in the interstellar era? Could it be that I let the Supreme eat too well?" Bai Li lowered his head and pinched the Supreme's chin meat, and then secretly pinched his own waist. The former was soft and the temperature was still high, and the latter... could only be pulled up a little bit of skin and flesh, which had nothing to do with the word "fat".
The same food is eaten in two different ways, so Bai Li concluded that he has a physique that is easy to lose weight, while the little cat Zhizun has a physique that is easy to gain weight.
It’s really the genes’ fault!
Bai Li could no longer remember clearly whether the warm light beasts raised by his colleagues in the fairyland were as hungry and easy to gain weight as the Supreme.
No matter whether it is a fat cat or a thin cat, as long as it can help nourish plants, it is a good cat.
"Meow?" The Supreme was squinting his eyes and enjoying the human's touch, but found that the other party suddenly stopped his hand movements. He couldn't help but stretch out his claws to pull the human's hand, pull it towards himself, and urge him to continue scratching his chin.
He had no idea what was in the human's mind, and didn't know that he was just a short step away from being unable to stay in the game cabin and sleep next to the human.
Fortunately, his sudden cuteness this time not only made Bai Li scratch his chin again, but also temporarily gave up the idea of not letting him enter the game cabin.
Bai Li quietly stretched out his hand to gesture. Now the size of the Supreme was longer than his forearm, and weighed about ten kilograms. When the Supreme grew longer and became as long as his entire arm, and weighed another five or ten kilograms, it should still be in time to refuse him from entering the game cabin.
It would be better if the Supreme didn't grow to that length, and they could maintain the status quo.
After teasing the Supreme for a while, Bai Li went into the bathroom to wash up. After washing up and changing into comfortable pajamas, he lazily lay on the bed and used the light brain to enter the star network.
In the morning, he posted a recruitment announcement for anchors on the official website of "Your Ran Tian Ju". He didn't know if any players would sign up after a whole day and half a night.
This thought had just occurred to him when he was shocked by the dense number of applications on the registration page. Scrolling to the bottom of the list, he found that there were more than 500 people who had signed up, which was one-tenth of the total number of game players. It was too much.
However, when Bai Li randomly clicked on a few registration applications, he found that those who signed up to be the anchor of "Your Ran Tian Ju" were not only players in the game, but more were cloud players who did not grab a place in the game.
"Let me do it! I'm really good at playing games. As long as Li Li is willing to give me a spot in the game, it doesn't matter if I can live stream 24 hours a day. I'll bring my own nutrient solution for the game!"
"I heard that "You Ran Tian Ju" is recruiting anchors, so I left the audience in the live broadcast room and came here secretly. As long as Li Li is willing to use me, I can pay 50% of the game usage fee. Shy.jpg Blushing.jpg Heartbeat.jpg"
“Oh my god, is this some new way to get a spot in the game? Even though there are only three of us, what if? Lililili, I want to sign up~(づ￣3￣)づ”
"Hello, the creator of "You Ran Tian Ju", I have signed up, the application number is XXXX, I hope you can approve my application directly and send me the game quota, I hope you don't be ungrateful, otherwise, I will kneel down and beg you TAT (ball ball, I'm really about to cry)!"
…
I don't know who started it, but everyone who applied to be a streamer thought they would get a free game spot after being accepted. Fortunately, this rumor was only spread in a small circle. If more people knew about it, this place would probably become the second complaint book.
Bai Li quickly modified the recruitment rules for game anchors, and set a limit on the number of people who already had a game account to register. He then checked the application forms of those who were not real game players, and directly returned them, with a loving encouragement, wishing them success in grabbing a game spot next time.
After doing this, the number of players who applied to be anchors was only more than 30. Bai Li breathed a sigh of relief and began to look at them in order.
He mainly looked at the reasons for these people's applications, that is, what content they planned to broadcast live. There are already two anchors in the game. Mo Song broadcasts daily game content, but the broadcast is not detailed. Song Xinran broadcasts a newbie learning to cook, which can barely be considered half a food section, but in Bai Li's opinion, the food section has more than just this little content, and it would be best to have an anchor who can complement Song Xinran.
After some selection, he happened to remember the reasons for the applications of three people. Looking at the game names of the applicants again, he raised an eyebrow. He actually knew one of them directly, and he had heard the name of another one. As for the last one, he was the type he had thought could complement Song Xinran.
Good luck tonight.
He contacted these three people one by one.
"Are you there? Can you explain in detail what 'live broadcast of treasure hunting in the game' means? What kind of treasure are you looking for?"
The other party replied quickly.
Huaibi: "Game maker? Li Li? Are you me!? Oh, it should be me, I received the message in the game background. Li Li, you asked me what treasures I was looking for in the game. Of course, it was all kinds of fun and interesting things! The weeds in the wasteland, the stones on the roadside, the branches of different shapes, they all have their own lovely features. I believe that in the game "Your Farmhouse", they are not useless. Maybe one day, they will play a huge role! And what I want to do in the live broadcast is to discover them with my own eyes, and then collect them well, waiting for the day when they are needed in the game!"
Bai Li: “…” How could he forget what this girl did in the game?
Can someone who buys ten lockers on the second day of the game be considered a serious gamer? No.
I understand, I understand. Isn’t it just the instinct of stockpiling?
Although he didn't know where this girl got such confidence from, as a god of agriculture with unlimited storage space, Bai Li actually felt that it was understandable. Who doesn't like to have a lot of supplies in their hands? Even he has stored a lot of big pots of rice made by the God of Food? Oh, no, it should be called □□ Xintang Food...
All in all, you can never have too much of good things.
"Hello, I am indeed the creator of this game. I roughly understand what you mean. You mean to stockpile everything you think is necessary, right? I think your idea is quite interesting. If you have no other opinions, we can sign a short-term contract first. The game usage fee is 5%. For taste synchronization and smell synchronization, only 30% can be enabled. Do you have any objection to this?"
Huai Bi: "No, no, not at all! Li Li, are you really going to choose me? I, I, I, I am just applying casually to try it out. I don't have any experience as a host. Will this waste the spot? Pointing fingers.jpg"
Jiang Huaibi was happy at first, thinking that it was amazing that she was chosen. But after she was happy, especially when Bai Li suggested that they could sign the contract directly, she suddenly became unconfident, suspecting that this idea was just a temporary interest of hers, and perhaps after the initial impulse, she had no enthusiasm for live broadcasting. In this way, Bai Li's good intentions were wasted.
Bai Li saw her reply, smiled, and replied: "It's okay, everyone starts with no experience, just treat it as playing another game within the game, experience it for a while, and if you still don't like it in the end, tell me, I can recruit new anchors."
Wow, the tone of this producer is so gentle. Jiang Huaibi felt her girlish heart slightly moved, and her worried mood was slightly soothed.
Since the matter had come to this, she was not going to refuse any more and gritted her teeth to accept the job. After signing the contract and everything was settled, the conversation between the two reached a deadlock.
In front of the screen, Jiang Huaibi looked at the quiet dialog box, licked his lips unconsciously, and felt that he had to say something else.
Does it mean "Thank you boss for your appreciation, and I wish you prosperity forever"?
Or should I say, "Boss, you are such a good person, I will be your true fan forever"?
Jiang Huaibi shook his head, threw these two meaningless words behind him, and chose to end this conversation in the simplest and plainest way: "Thank you Li Li, if there is a chance in the future, can I thank you in person? ^_^"
After sending this message, Jiang Huaibi breathed a sigh of relief. According to her expectation, the other party should send her a message like "You're welcome, it's just a small thing", and then they can naturally end the conversation.
The other party is typing...
"You're welcome."
Yes, that's it, just one more word and it will be over! Jiang Huaibi cheered for the other party in his heart.
"No need to thank me, but we will probably meet more often from now on."
Huh? What's going on? What does this mean? Jiang Huaibi's mind was stuck, and he couldn't react for a while.
The other side immediately said another sentence.
"I'm your neighbor, Li Bai. ^_^"
Jiang Huaibi: ……………………
Jiang Huaibi:!!!!!!???
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