Chapter 354
Although I am bald now, I finally have the green thing gone.
Compared with a non-mainstream long green hair, a bald head is nothing. As a cosplayer, would I be short of a wig?
Obviously, I have them. How can I, a cosplayer, not know how to draw eyebrows? Obviously, I can.
As for other parts, like my leg hair - it's gone, so be it. Next time I play a role that shows my legs, I don't even need to remove the hair, it will be nice.
"You are really light." My gay friend laughed at me, but according to his observation, I still have a chance to grow hair.
I plan to use some ginger to stimulate it, some folk remedies, and some rice water or something.
"You are really my big brother. Can you believe in science? After the epidemic is lifted, why don't you go to the hospital for a check-up? Find a doctor to study the problem, isn't that a good idea?" When my gay friend heard about my plan to buy ginger, he looked like an old man on the subway looking at his phone.
It seems so. Although I had some special experiences, I am still a three-dimensional human being in essence. If I have baldness, I should see a doctor.
Wait, what if the doctor asks me why I am so clean bald, how should I answer?
"Special quirk, huh?"
"...You are really my best friend." I covered my head. I couldn't make myself look like a psychopath, right?
My friend rolled his eyes and said, "How many patients have doctors seen? Just one or two idiots. They've seen a lot of them, so they won't be surprised. At most, you'll become a passing topic of conversation in the hospital's WeChat group, and no one knows you." Then, my friend patted my shoulder seriously and said, "Remember, as long as you're not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed!"
No, although I can be coquettish, please let me be coquettish in a disguise. Using my original identity - I can't be coquettish!
After all, I am somewhat socially anxious by nature.
My friend narrowed his eyes, "Social phobia?" He turned on his computer and pulled up the scene in "K" where I flirted with Misaki, "This might be a social phobia."
Help, let me see it myself, I feel so ashamed!
What on earth was I thinking?
Am I so fierce in a vest?
"If you really want a vest, then you can go to the hospital wearing a cosplay costume. If you're bald, how about Mr. Saitama? I have clothes here." My gay friend actually gave me advice in a serious manner.
"Are you crazy?" Although I like Mr. Saitama very much, and I am not at all shy about cosplaying as Saitama at comic exhibitions, but you want me to go to the hospital wearing an outfit with a cape?!
I'm afraid it won't be published directly in social news.
My friend, you are really worried that I won’t be famous.
"Boss Gay, seriously, please stop messing with me. Please use your ingenuity and skills to make me a normal wig that I can take out. Please." My gay friend doesn't have a normal men's wig, but he has a long black wig. I also brought one here before, but there is no ready-made one that can be cut.
When it comes to Tony's skills, I have to look at my gay friend. I'm not as good as him. I always buy ready-made ones or ask my gay friend for help.
"Boss Gay? Call me daddy. If you call me daddy, I'll do it for you." My gay friend is still the same as always. He thinks about being my dad all day long.
Are you kidding? Am I someone who gives in so easily?
"Please, Dad, Dad!" I'm sorry, I am.
My friend looked very satisfied and even touched my bald head, "My dear son, I will take care of you!"
In fact, it feels pretty good to celebrate the New Year like this. After I video chatted with my parents in the evening, I started to check out the latest news on the forums. The updates of Demon Slayer are continuing, and I have found that it is more feasible to find people with chuunibyou through the forums to do my work for free - ahem, I should say, to find like-minded friends who want to protect world peace with me.
The efficiency is just too low, and some preparation and investigation are needed.
If this continues, not only will my hair not grow, but I think my gay friend will also become bald.
We have to find some other way to make money.
"By the way, have you thought of a name?" My friend was adjusting my wig while playing music and chatting with me. It really felt like a barber shop.
Seeing that I didn't answer, he repeated the question.
I stroked my chin. "Team Rocket?"
"You've watched too much Pokémon. You're plagiarizing, you know that? Be careful of the lawyer's warning letter!"
I'm not good at naming. Look at me now. I'd rather not have a name than not have one in another world. It's too difficult.
After my friend and I programmed the Sword of Damocles and the Dresden Plate into the program, we now have the general framework of what we had envisioned at the beginning.
However, there were only two amateur technical maintenance personnel - well, one and a half, my friend had 1.4 and I had 0.1, which was totally not enough.
"There are only two of us, so how about a Errenzhuan Research Center?" I immediately thought of a stupid name.
My friend disagreed, "You don't plan to let the two of us play all the time, do you? How many livers do you think I have? I have to save some for playing games. It's unlucky."
That's true...
But I named it useless.
My gay friend is even worse than me. He is not as good as me at naming. He can’t even think of a crosstalk.
"How about... just keep it simple and rough? A two-dimensional time-travel base?" Don't do anything fancy.
Agree with a friend, "But the base sounds low, how about a two-dimensional time travel company?"
"Si? What kind of unit is this?"
"...I'm currently playing Magic Awakening, you know? I joined a player group - Magic Department, it sounds very advanced." As expected, my friend has recently fallen into a new gaming trap. As a spender, he can spend more than half an hour in the toilet just to play the game.
I suspect he will be warned by hemorrhoids one day.
We all have hemorrhoids.
However, this name does seem to be a good one.
I opened the laptop I brought with me and created a new ID using my new email address. From now on, this will be a shared account for me and my gay friend.
The name is called the Second Dimension Traveling Bureau.
Other departments may be added in the future depending on the situation.
I had a great time thinking about it.
But when I really started to operate, I was almost dead -
Are there so many travelers from different worlds?
Trying to sort this out is just asking for trouble.
If we don't have a bit of B personality, I feel like my gay friend and I are just running an unlicensed small workshop.
Help.
My friend and I looked at each other, and neither of us was good at running it.
We are still working on other things with the money we got from the forum. We plan to build a website with special time and space powers to facilitate some possibilities in the future.
Recently, my friends and forum members have been doing this.
Wait, is school about to start?
I haven’t done my homework yet. My modern and contemporary literature teacher last semester gave me a thesis assignment!
Help, help, I need time to finish my homework!
Just when I was getting overwhelmed, my friend suddenly had an idea while looking at my homework. "I remember I suggested that you use your time difference to study in the anime world, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes, but there is no chance now!" After setting up the space-time barrier, we have to prevent this kind of unexpected travel, manage the dimensional power, and maintain the space-time stability of our world.
I'm dizzy from all the cramming. Modern essays are so difficult to write. I'm a fan of classical Chinese!
My best friend was behind me and suddenly patted my bald head with his hand, "The high-level Pokémon is decided to be you!"
"...Huh?" I copied something on the webpage with my fingers - how can this be called plagiarism? I was borrowing from others and would make changes so that others could not tell.
Good kids, don’t learn from me. I’m a useless dog now.
"If you can't get the wool of the three-dimensional world, go get the wool of the two-dimensional world!" My friend pulled my computer chair back, so that my hands left the keyboard and mouse, and then turned the chair towards him. My friend looked at me seriously, "It's hard to find workers in the three-dimensional world, so isn't it hard to find workers in the two-dimensional world?"
The rush to finish the thesis made me dumbfounded for a moment, and then I woke up as if from a dream and suddenly realized.
My gay friend’s words really woke me up.
Yes, what liver?
Isn’t it great to get the second dimension for free?
I thought about it seriously. Think about Pineapple Head, who was trapped in a can and worked for the Vongola for ten years without paying, who pretended to be disobedient but was actually a very hardworking person. Think about Ango-kun, the king of office animals who would not go to work until his shift was over. Think about Lelouch, the most pretentious king in Brittany and the king of self-marketing. Aren't they all good wool!
Even a part-time job is good!
I looked at my friend with admiration and made the decision happily.
I pushed my homework aside and said, "How about setting up a recruitment system and some rules and regulations? Anyway, let us look like a regular unit!"
"You are studying Chinese, and you have a GG elective, so you write it."
But I haven’t finished my homework yet.
"I'll help you with your research, just a paper."
Oh, my good friend!
The assignment is settled.
Still, good kids, don't learn from me. I am forced to do this because I can't move my liver any more.
Moreover, I have made up my mind that if I really don’t have enough time, I will prepare to make up for the homework in the second dimension, or find a big guy in the second dimension to help me write it.
Very nice.
As for elementary gg words——
In order to prevent the world from being destroyed, to protect the peace of the dimension, and to implement the expectations of the working people for a better world, we are the lovely and charming peace team traveling through the dimension, and a beautiful tomorrow is waiting for us!
That's it!
Meow!