At one o'clock in the afternoon, the final night competition area opened for four hours.
Gu Yumian's livestream, with its overwhelming popularity, firmly holds the top spot across all rankings. And at this very moment, the number of real-time online viewers is rapidly approaching 300 million.
Because they had already taken a nap before lunch, and the other children had eaten a lot, they were not sleepy at this time - except for the little fox. Perhaps because he was tired from helping in the kitchen, the little guy had curled up into a small ball and fell asleep in Gu Yumian's arms.
"Let's go downstairs and take a walk," Gu Yumian touched the round bellies of the little glutinous rice balls and the little husky, and couldn't help laughing:
"It's a rare opportunity to come to Utopia... and I'm so full, I won't be able to fall asleep for a while."
The little fox was sleeping soundly, a rare sight. His breathing was even, and he even snored softly. His paws tugged at Gu Yumian's clothes, and he smacked his lips in his sleep, perhaps savoring the spring pancakes and chicken congee he had eaten at noon.
The audience certainly agreed.
[Mianmian, my boyfriend: I’ll do whatever you say, hiccup.]
Lili: Utopia during the day isn't as bustling as it is at night, but it's still quite quiet and perfect for a stroll.
[Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, Dongdong: Speaking of which, why is Utopia so quiet during the day?]
"A day in Utopia officially begins in the evening," Gu Yumian explained after a brief overview before arriving. "Many orcs, witches, and elves sleep during the day and come out at night. Shops, night markets, and banquets all open in the evening, running all night until dawn, when silence returns."
This is why Utopia recommends starting your tour with the "Night Tour of Utopia" at night.
Before, the World Tree was not so obvious because of the berry festival, but it could be seen once entering the main city area - many shops and small houses had curtains drawn and doors closed, and it was obvious that the owners were immersed in a deep sleep. There were only scattered tourists walking around on the streets.
Gu Yumian moored their boat on the shore, took the sleeping little fox into his arms, pushed Tangyuan's stroller, and let the little Husky walk on the ground and digest.
The little Husky immediately started running, shaking its head, from the beginning of the street to the end, then rushed back, circling around Gu Yumian with something in its mouth.
The little snow leopard lay on Gu Yumian's shoulder, unconsciously tilted its head lazily, and rubbed the side of Gu Yumian's neck.
Compared to the bustling and noisy utopia at night, Gu Yumian didn't dislike the peaceful and quiet utopia at this time.
The streets are very quiet, with small houses of various architectural styles crowded together, and potted plants stretching out their branches, showing vigorous vitality even in this autumn.
The sky train rumbled on, the golden leaves of the World Tree drifting in the wind. The elves slept on the windowsill, wings folded. The orcs' houses were more rugged, their totemic banners fluttering in the wind. A young witch apprentice rode on a broom, constantly looking back, fascinated, watching and sleeping.
"Don't run around, Er Er," Gu Yumian squatted down and scratched the little Husky's neck. "I heard that witches and dwarfs have bad tempers. Let's not get into conflict with them. If we do... what's that in your mouth?"
The little snow leopard yawned, while the little fox slept soundly without noticing anything.
Little Tangyuan took a look at what the little Husky was holding in his mouth and said in horror: "Burp."
The little Husky's tail was shaking like an electric fan, and just like before, it stuffed the thing in its mouth into Gu Yumian's hand like offering a treasure.
It was an old parchment with the Witch Guild's fire emblem printed on it. It looked like a prophecy or a motto.
The parchment was too old and had been bitten through one or two holes by the little Husky, with half of it soaked with saliva.
Gu Yumian was in a very complicated mood: "..."
In contrast to Gu Yumian, the atmosphere in the comments was very joyful:
"Hahaha, everyone, come out and collect the memes." "Did Er Er do something stupid today? Yes, a lot." "I feel bad for Mian Mian having to deal with a lot of messes." "Mian Mian's words were a complete flag. She just said the witch had a bad temper, and the next second Er Er bit the witch's things, hahaha."
Gu Yumian looked at the torn parchment, trying hard to think of how to repair it.
Suddenly I saw the words above:
"7. In February of the 245th year of the New Star Calendar, a soul that doesn't belong to this era drifted here. I thought he might like tea, so I prepared a cup of Ceylon black tea for him and awaited his arrival in the fall."
Gu Yumian's heart skipped a beat.
…and so on and so forth.
This year is the 245th year of the New Star Calendar. The first day he woke up on Tak was the beginning of February. A soul that doesn't belong to this era... isn't that what he's talking about?
But if you think about it, this is just an amusement park, and the technology is so advanced—since the World Tree illusion could tell his life story, then this doesn't seem strange. Perhaps everyone who picks up the parchment will see something different?
The little snow leopard casually glanced at the parchment, his gaze paused for a moment, and his gray-blue eyes narrowed into a line.
The barrage of comments quickly shattered Gu Yumian's speculation.
Tiger: The host also picked up Aunt Jenny's paper. It's okay, it was probably handwritten by an apprentice. You can buy one on Starnet for a few dozen Star Coins.
[Story: This prophecy seems half accurate and half inaccurate, but the Zerg defeat twenty years ago was certainly accurate.]
I don't like garlic: So why does she live in a utopia?
Judging from the comments, the "Jenny" who wrote these ten prophecies isn't an AI program created by Utopia, but a real, living witch. These ten prophecies have been circulating for years and can be purchased on Starnet for just a few dozen Starcoins.
Isn't this too scary? Gu Yumian felt like everything was seen through.
This year is the 245th year of the New Star Calendar. He traveled to the interstellar era in February and happened to bring the children to Utopia in early autumn. He really likes drinking tea.
But as far as he knew, the tea of this era was not unearthed from the ancient earth until thirty years after the witch wrote this prophecy, and many people were unaware of it.
She has been living in Utopia, is she waiting for him?
Gu Yumian held the parchment in his hand and read the ten prophecies on the front. Just as he was about to roll it up, he saw these words written in very light strokes on the back: 'This paper is for that silly dog. I don't like children's saliva. You're welcome.'
Gu Yumian: “…………”Isn’t this too scary?!
He was thinking about the lawsuit when he was brought back to consciousness by the little snow leopard's claws.
A witch's apprentice, a little girl with freckles and round eyes, rode her broom unskillfully.
She seemed to be just passing by, without even stopping. When she passed by Gu Yumian, she handed him a wax-sealed letter without leaving any trace:
"Mr. Gu, this is given to you by my teacher."
She lowered her eyes and said softly, in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Everything is over tonight. We'll take it apart before bed when we get back to Yuanyue Lake."
Gu Yumian was stunned and nodded.
The little witch looked back at him and smiled nervously, then got on her broom and flew out crookedly - after flying about three meters, the broom seemed to have run out of power, and she had to get off and drag the broom around the corner with frustrated steps.
Gu Yumian: "..."
Little Tangyuan tilted his head in confusion and made a "meow" sound. The Husky held the hem of Gu Yumian's clothes in its mouth and happily pulled him to play with it. The little snow leopard in Gu Yumian's arms pushed its head away in disgust.
Just as Gu Yumian was about to fall into some deep contemplation about life and the world, he was interrupted by this group of cubs and could not continue.
If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be preoccupied with the witch by now. What was her purpose? What future did she predict for them? Was their time travel related to this?
...But Gu and Mian are different.
His mentality was exceptionally good. He was in control of his own life, and the children were all he cared about most. He didn't have many desires and was quite satisfied with his current situation, so this incident only left a mark on his mind.
The letter can only be opened tonight, so let’s talk about it tonight. It’s so hard to come to Utopia, so I must take the kids to have a good time.
The main city was deserted in the afternoon, so Gu Yumian took the children for a stroll. When they felt their lunch was almost digested, they boarded a small boat and drifted down the stream. They didn't know where they were heading, perhaps to the sea? No, there was no sea on the Utopia map.
Jinling Fifteen: I always feel like I missed something? Did the little witch just say something to Mianmian?
User 18675: Host, what are we going to do next? Ah, I'm feeling a little sleepy for some reason...
[Little Pudding: It’s perfect for sleeping when I’m held by Mian Mian.]
"Well, the Utopia night market starts at six o'clock." Gu Yumian checked the time and reached out to smooth the fur of the pups. "We can still sleep for a few hours. Are you sleepy?"
The little fox had been sleeping for quite a while and squeaked in a daze. Little Tangyuan rubbed his eyes and put his head close to the little Husky's and yawned.
Gu Yumian warmed fruit tea over a small stove. He could smell the faint aroma of berries and laurel, blending with the autumn breeze. Afternoons like this made one drowsy.
Being held by Gu Yumian, I can lie on my back in his arms, looking at the entire blue sky, the sunlight gently shining down, and the sound of the wind carrying very clean moisture.
It is a very comfortable thing to doze off in Gu Yumian's arms.
Gu Yumian brewed the fruit tea and gently held the children's paws, holding the teacup to warm them. The temperature of the fruit tea was just right, and when Gu Yumian held the paws and touched the teacup, the warmth instantly spread from the palms directly to the whole body.
Because we don’t have much time to comb their fur when we go out to play, but the fur of several puppies is relatively long and thick, and if it is not combed for a day or two, it will become tangled and painful.
So Gu Yumian would seize every opportunity to comb the children's hair when they were dozing off. Gu Yumian took out a small brush and said:
"Go to sleep if you're tired. I'll comb your hair and call you when it's time for dinner."
[Boy B: Holy shit, there's even a hair combing session today! I love the host's hair combing the most... I fell in love at first sight and will never forget it again.]
[vivian: +1, I'm so happy today! ! I'll love sleeping forever! ! !]
The current number of viewers is only a little away from 300 million, and the popularity continues to rise.
Of course, some new viewers were confused as to why combing hair was such a anticipated part. However, because the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was so peaceful, they couldn't help but watch it.
At this moment, the audience is from the perspective of the little snow leopard.
Gu Yumian held a wide-toothed wooden comb, moving gently and patiently, with just the right amount of force. The clean and pleasant smell of Gu Yumian and the warmth of his fingers made people feel extremely nostalgic.
The blunt wooden comb and Gu Yumian's fingers were like a gentle and regular warm current, washing over the skin from the back of the neck to the back and abdomen, as if all the blood vessels were injected with that warmth, and all the limbs and bones relaxed.
After combing her hair, she can curl up in Gu Yumian's arms and sleep, listening to his steady heartbeat and occasional casual chats, and her heart feels filled with satisfaction to the extreme.
"There's also a night market and bonfires in the evening. I heard there are a lot of rare things at the Utopia night market. Yuanyuanqiuqiu and Erer might like them."
"By the way, there are also performances by the circus and the minstrels."
"We have to go to the Elf Forest too. Anyway, there will be a lot of fun there."
So, don't worry.
Go to sleep.
This is a rare yet unforgettable experience for many. Listening to Gu Yumian's voice, my mind conjures up all sorts of fantasies about the future. Everything isn't over yet; I just need to take a break on this warm autumn afternoon.
When I wake up, I can still see Gu Yumian, and there will be a sumptuous dinner, a lively night market and performances, and I will also go to the Elf Forest... Just imagining it, every second of the future becomes desirable.
Gu Yumian's voice was low and soft, and if you weren't paying attention it was lost in the sound of water and the afternoon light.
From the stable world, all the way to the beautiful dream.
The little snow leopard's ears pressed against Gu Yumian's palm, rubbing it lazily and contentedly. Little Tangyuan and the little husky rested their heads on Gu Yumian's lap, their breathing gradually becoming more even.
[Matcha Pudding: The host is so sweet. I’m going to sleep. See you tonight.]
These Tiantian: I'm so happy I don't have time to post comments... Everyone should watch Mianmian's livestream! All my gifts are for Mianmian and Zizi. I love you guys so much.
South China tigers never go on blind dates: I wake up to see Mian Mian again, and there are delicious food and fun things to do. Is there anything happier than this? Woo woo woo woo!! I'm going to sleep too.
There are not as many barrages as before, but the various gift special effects are dazzling.
The total number of online viewers soared rapidly at this time!
It broke through 300 million, not only topping the daily and real-time popularity charts, but also surpassing three places in total popularity this week, leaping into the top three...
When the children woke up, it was almost evening.
The entire utopia was filled with a unique charm in the night - the orcs who had just woken up opened the door with lanterns and shouted loudly to prepare for the night market. The whole street was filled with the crisp sound of dwarves clanging wrought iron, elves carried lanterns through the streets and alleys, and the golden-red sunset covered the entire sky and earth.
It's like a pot of boiling water, more lively and noisy than during the day, and full of the smell of fireworks.
When little Tangyuan sat up, the sound of hot oil rang in his ears, and he smelled a rich and smooth burnt aroma on the tip of his nose.
Gu Yumian is making fried rice.
The rice in the pot has been fried until the rice grains are golden and loose, and the grains are plump and distinct. Shrimp and chicken breast marinated in egg liquid are added. The tender red shrimps are rolled up little by little in the transparent hot oil and mixed evenly with the chopped green onions, garlic and bamboo shoots that are stir-fried over high heat, making a sizzling sound.
It looked like Gu Yumian was frying seafood fried rice, while a thick seafood soup was warming on the alcohol stove beside him. It contained snow-white fish fillets, shrimps, crabs, and shellfish, and the soup was thick and sticky, which could be boiled into a small spoonful.
Gu Yumian weighed the spoon, added a little brandy, and then poured a spoonful of seafood broth over the fried rice. The rich seafood broth coated the golden rice and stir-fried side dishes, its umami flavor instantly melting into the fried rice, shrimp, and chicken breast. The fragrant white steam rising from the high fire was so fragrant that it reached everyone's nose!
The baby pandas and many viewers who had just woken up were suddenly awakened and could not help but stare in amazement.
The little snow leopard and the little husky woke up earlier than little Tangyuan.
The little snow leopard arrogantly occupied Gu Yumian's left shoulder and looked down at him. The little husky grinned and kept looking into the pot. The little fox also stood up and diligently helped Gu Yumian in the kitchen.
The baby panda rubbed his eyes and drooled.
“Boo-boo-boo?!”
[augbxjx: Holy crap?! Holy crap?! ! ! What the hell is this?! ! ! !]
[Meow: I'm awake! Ahhh, Mianmian didn't lie to me. There's something delicious right after I woke up. Oh my god, this smells so good!?!]
[Hawthorn Dumpling doesn’t want to get up: I love the feeling of being woken up by delicious food and a good nap. I suddenly love getting up quq]
Blue Water Fox: Is this fried rice? It looks delicious, the rice grains are plump, and the toppings are tender and crispy... When can we eat it?
An afternoon passed. Although Gu Yumian did almost nothing that afternoon because the kids were all sleeping, the number of viewers showed no signs of decline.
There are now nearly 400 million viewers watching online, and tens of thousands of new viewers enter the live broadcast room every second.
Little Tangyuan still seemed a little confused. He blinked his wet eyes and hugged Gu Yumian's hand. He looked at him and then looked eagerly into the pot.
"Awake?" Gu Yumian couldn't help but curl his eyes. He reached out and pinched the little guy's face, then handed him a cup of fruit tea to wake him up. "We'll have dinner soon. Now's the perfect time."
"...We had seafood fried rice for dinner. After that, I baked a small chiffon cake. Then we went to the night market."
Groundhog: Awww! All yours! Host, I want to ask, this fried rice looks delicious, and the one I made last time was also delicious. What's the difference between the two?
Gu Yumian nodded and explained, "This time we're making seafood fried rice. The cooking method is more Western-style - the Western cooking method of the ancient Earth, the main ingredients will be more prominent, and the appearance will be more important."
Western-style seafood fried rice has similarities with the previous Yangzhou fried rice, but the flavors are different.
Plus, there happened to be berries, and Gu Yumian really liked the way of adding chopped berries to the chiffon cake. When the children fell asleep, he borrowed kitchen utensils and baked a chiffon cake.
At this moment, a pot of seafood fried rice was almost finished. Gu Yumian chopped up bell peppers and added them in, and finally sprinkled some white sesame seeds on it.
The flavors of brandy and seafood broth were perfectly infused into the golden rice. The smooth and delicious fried rice was served on the plate. The plump and fluffy rice grains, the tender and crispy shrimp and shellfish, and the soft fish fillet all absorbed the rich flavor of the broth...
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