281 ? The eleventh store/

281 The Eleventh Store /

◎Container of Thought. ◎

The equipment and automatic flying cameras used to build the live broadcast room were provided by the Eighth District Management Office, which saved Lu Yao a lot of money.

There are many models of cameras, a set of twelve large and small, which work in a designated area after setting the program.

The anchor controls the camera angle through the Star Ring, and can also directly use voice commands to debug.

After the live broadcast room is turned on, online viewers can choose any angle in the virtual space to watch.

After the timer is rung, the jailers and prisoners on Guandao Island are basically all engaged in work, and no customers will come to the store within an hour.

The live broadcast room has been set up. Lu Yao sat down by the window with a teapot in his hand, poured honey-colored tea into the cup, and gave a voice command: "Open the 'Lu Yao's Bookstore' virtual live broadcast room."

Twelve large and small flying cameras turned on silently, aiming at the less than four square meters area by the window.

At the same time, a small live broadcast room quietly appeared on the official live broadcast platform of Xingwang, and the large suspended light frequency of the prison guard work building in various districts of Guandao lit up at the same time.

The tea was poured into the cup, and the water vapor rose.

In the suspended light frequency, the gentle-looking shopkeeper put down the teapot, picked up the water cup, took a sip, and put it down again.

She lowered her head, flipped open the book in front of her, and began to read quietly: "For thirty-five years, I have used a press to process waste paper and books. During these thirty-five years, my body is covered with words... I have become a jar filled with living water and stagnant water. If I tilt it slightly, many good ideas will flow out... When I read, I am not actually reading, but holding the beautiful words in my mouth, sucking them like candy, sipping them like tasting strong liquor, until the words dissolve in my body like alcohol... (1)"

0815 and 0816 stood in the lobby of the District 8 office building, Staring at the suspended light frequency in the middle, there is a red arrow pointing upwards in the upper right corner of the light frequency, indicating the number of viewers in this live broadcast room.

It was just started early in the morning, and there were only a few scattered viewers in the live broadcast room.

The popularity is far from the first live broadcast in the eighth district, and even compared with the lowest popularity of the previous store, it is still far behind.

In order to cooperate with this live broadcast project, Director Ji Lan personally went to each district to coordinate, and only added suspended light frequencies to the public areas of each district the day before yesterday.

They didn't expect the store owner to act so quickly. He just implemented all the basic work yesterday, and started the live broadcast alone early in the morning without discussing the live broadcast promotion matters.

This live broadcast method is simple enough. When they heard the owner talking a lot during the previous communications, they thought the owner had some tricks up his sleeve, but it turned out to be such a quiet and simple method.

Facing the artificial morning light coming in from the window, one side of the owner's face was white and transparent, and the other side was hidden in dim shadows. Her voice was soft and low, gradually revealing this slightly dull and deserted morning.

0816 stopped and watched for a while, then suddenly asked: "What's the name of the book she is reading? I have no impression of it?"

0815 shook his head: "I haven't read it either. It may be a new book to be put on the shelves."

In the suspended light frequency, the owner suddenly took out a paper-shell walnut from the fruit plate in front of him, peeled off the shell slowly, paused slightly while eating, took a sip of warm strong tea, continued to hold the book, and read slowly.

"…when all thoughts are recorded only in people's minds, it must be particularly beautiful. If someone wants to put books into a press at that time, they can only put them into people's heads… (2)"

0829 and 0877 just got off the airship and rushed in. They ran into 0815 and 0816, who stopped when they heard this shocking description.

What was shocking was not the description in the book, but the picture that suddenly emerged in their minds when they heard this text, as if they were in the era described in the book.

Without books, they hunted for thoughts in people's minds to satisfy certain needs...

Lu Yao read the book in his hand tirelessly, drinking tea from time to time and grabbing a small snack to satisfy his hunger. The Dream-Fulfilling

System kept reporting the number of people watching the live broadcast in her mind: "There are two viewers, three, five, ah, one left, and another left."

After ten minutes or so, the number of people in the live broadcast began to increase slightly.

Dream-Fulfilling System: "Ten, eleven, twelve... twenty-five... thirty-nine... forty-seven, forty-six, forty-three, forty-nine, forty-nine, forty-nine... Lu Yao, someone asked what our live broadcast room is for."

It seemed that forty-nine was the peak number of people. Lu Yao stopped waiting and suddenly paused. She slowly raised her head and saw a group of mini cleaning robots passing by on the road outside the glass window.

Lu Yao tilted his head and waved at them, with a slight arc at the corner of his lips.

A small screen was automatically separated from the largest suspended light frequency, capturing the small robot standing outside and waving at the store owner.

The robots in the live broadcast screen have been coded with a special plug-in. They are all light yellow and fat, with a number label with white letters on a black background on their heads.

A group of mini cleaning robots were permanently marked with the number labels on their heads in the order they entered the live broadcast camera area.

The mini robots are all of the same model and appear exactly the same on the screen. The only difference is the number label on their heads.

Number six of the eighteen mini robots is a bit special. There is a golden patch on its head, and the color is darker and brighter than the yellow on its body.

That one is the cleaning robot that Lu Yao repaired with a mask.

It doesn't seem to remember Lu Yao, but it has been active near Bookstore Street recently.

Often mixed among her friends, running back and forth at the entrance of the bookstore.

Saying hello to the cleaning robot was just a small episode. The camera scanned outside the window, then slowly retracted, spun around in the store, and finally stopped on the owner's face again.

Lu Yao estimated that the live broadcast room still reached several viewers from outside the island, because several real-time messages popped up on the floating screen on her right.

[Wild Star No. 3: The scene outside the window looks so familiar, are we visiting the island? ]

[Wild Star No. 9: No way, the anchor is not wearing a mechanical body, but is on the island as a native? ]

[Wild Star No. 27: What's wrong with my ID? What is this strange prefix? ]

...

[Wild Star No. 39: A new store has opened in District 8? How come I can't tell what they're selling?】

The comment section seemed to be a series of questions from Blue Cat, all of which were questions.

Thanks to the sudden burst of curiosity among the audience, there were dozens of messages scrolling in the live broadcast room with less than 50 people watching, which broke up some of the desolate feeling.

Lu Yao fixed his eyes on the flying camera in front of him and introduced himself familiarly: "Dear book friends, welcome to the Bookstore Street in the 8th District of Guandao. This is Lu Yao's bookstore. I am the owner Lu Yao."

[Wild Star No. 3: It's really Guandao!!!]

[Wild Star No. 9: The owner is a native?]

...

Lu Yao moved the message screen from the right to the front, paid attention to the questions above, and gave some simple answers: "Yes, this is Guandao. It is indeed a native, and there is no replacement of the mechanical body."

[Wild Star No. 39: What is a book?]

Lu Yao suddenly stood up, and one of the camera sets moved with her movements.

She walked towards the bookshelf not far away and casually picked up a bright yellow book basket from the shelf beside the aisle.

The camera's activity area is limited to the area around the tea table, but they have the function of automatically stretching the lens to adapt to the shooting distance, and the image quality and clarity will not be reduced.

In the live broadcast, the owner was holding a book basket, quickly took out a few books from the bookshelf and put them into the basket, then turned back to the tea table and sat down.

One set of lenses was aimed at the owner who sat down, and another set of lenses was aimed at the book basket placed at her feet.

She bent down and took out a few books from the book basket, placed them on the glass table, took out one at random, and turned a page.

There was a slight rustling sound when the pages were turned, and a camera was aimed at the pages of the book.

On the white thin paper pages, rows of densely packed words appeared.

Lu Yao pinched the spine of the book, gently lifted the book, and gave a full-scale display: "This is books, the main product of the store. Maybe you are still confused and still don't understand what books are. Books can be carriers of words, containers of thoughts, or spiritual food. But for this era, I think it may be easier to understand if I call it a substitute for the brain."

The few dozen sparse viewers in the live broadcast room were indeed confused, but the way this anchor spoke was a bit fresh.

Unlike some anchors who are usually noisy and eager to push goods, she speaks neither fast nor slow, and she is a native, with extremely rare rich emotions in her facial expressions and voice.

Moreover, she, a native, dared to go to the island without changing her mechanical body, and no accidents have occurred so far. The danger and the unknown inexplicably bring some secret excitement to the audience.

Therefore, the store owner chattered for a long time in front of the camera before entering the topic. The number of people watching the live broadcast not only did not decrease, but also showed a faint upward trend.

0815 took the elevator upstairs to the office, and there was still a small suspended light frequency in front of them, paying attention to the situation of the live broadcast in real time.

0877 excitedly said: "The number of viewers has exceeded 100."

0816 wanted to laugh.

This data is simply unbearable to look at, a hundred times lower than the lowest point of popularity of this project.

The store owner started the live broadcast without saying a word, and they didn't invest in the publicity they prepared, but there were still people watching it with relish.

[Wild Star No. 79: Why do people say that books are a substitute for the brain?]

The shop owner did not answer directly, but slowly started a new topic: "On the day the shop opened, several interesting customers came. They came from the Ninth District and were very enthusiastic. They wanted to have close contact with my brain before entering the store."

Lu Yao did not intend to make too many fancy stories, but when entering a strange world for the first time, she still needed a brick to lead the way.

Strictly speaking, the little incident she told was not a made-up story, and it happened to hit the point of interest of some audiences.

It was expected that the natives would encounter danger when they came to the island.

But the shop owner was still sitting here. What means did she use to escape? What is the connection with books?

Someone must be interested in this.

Lu Yao did not feel awkward in speaking alone, and spoke as if he was chatting with a friend in his spare time: "I know that times have changed, and efficiency is the goal in everything. So even though it was our first meeting, and I didn't even introduce myself, the guest wanted to see my brain in a familiar way. But I am a relatively conservative native, and I don't like this rude and impolite way of greeting."

[Wild Star No. 66: And then? And then? You have fucked a robot with your bare hands? 】

Lu Yao saw this message, smiled and shook his head, "I happened to be holding a book in my hand at the time. I didn't have time to think about it at the critical moment, so I raised it to block the fatal punch. But books are very fragile items, not enough to withstand such a fierce attack. In an instant, the cover of the book was shattered, revealing the white pages inside."

Speaking of this, the shopkeeper lowered his head and opened the dark blue cover of the book in front of him, and his fingertips lightly tapped on the white pages of the book: "The customer saw the words on the page and suddenly stopped attacking."

At this point in the story, the taste of routine can hardly be concealed, and some audience members have already started to shout.

【Wild Star No. 3:... After saying so much, you still have to sell goods. 】

【Wild Star No. 66: What the hell is this? This is too boring. 】

【Wild Star No. 79: ...You still haven't answered my question...Why do you say books are a substitute for the brain? If you say so, I'll buy it. 】

...

In the secretary's office of the District 8 Administration Office, the secretaries and prison guards who had watched the surveillance video were a little anxious, and they couldn't figure out the owner's intention of beating around the bush.

It would be more eye-catching to say that she subdued the robot prisoner with her bare hands. While she was telling these few sentences, the live broadcast room lost five viewers.

The base was small to begin with, and with five fewer people, the popularity dropped by one twentieth in an instant. Lu

Yao was not in a hurry, he grabbed another small walnut and started to peel it, his eyes no longer looking at the camera, he looked at himself and said: "That customer just wanted to see what was inside other people's brains. I know many people like to do this now.

"Some people replace their mechanical bodies in order to steal other people's brains. Many people also began to replace their mechanical bodies in order to prevent their brains from being stolen.

"Whether it is for plunder or for self-protection, this method is actually quite troublesome and costly. So we have books.

"Books are carriers of words and containers of thoughts. Some people turn their memories, emotions, and ideals into words, hiding them bit by bit in the maze of words.

“When you start reading a book, you are actually wandering in a vast brain. This is completely different from directly invading someone else’s brain. This intrusion is gentle and polite, and even allowed by the author.”

"The guest who wanted my brain at that time lost all interest in me after seeing the book The Count of Monte Cristo. He began to indulge in exploring the life of a young sailor named 'Dantes' in the book..."

"Dou-dou-dou-"

A polite and extremely real knock on the door suddenly sounded, and in the blink of an eye, two strangers appeared on the empty chair opposite Lu Yao.

Two guests entered Lu Yao's virtual live broadcast room. From the live broadcast interface, the two looked exactly the same, both were white three-headed figures, but each had a number label on their head.

Following the order in which they entered the virtual live broadcast room, the first one to enter was number one, and the last one to enter was number two.

However, the scene in Lu Yao's eyes was completely different from the live broadcast screen. She could see the appearance of the guests who came in.

One man and one woman.

Customer No. 1 was a man in his thirties, wearing a dark suit. He stared at Lu Yao silently, then lowered his gaze to the book in front of her.

Lu Yao understood, smiled, turned the book around, and handed it to the customer: "We offer a free trial. You can try it first to see if you are interested."

[Author's Note]

Notes (1) and (2): The original paragraphs are quoted from Bohumil Hrabar's "Too Loud for Loneliness".

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