Chapter 46 The Real World [Pu Fengchun: You're wanted by the amusement park...]
[A sudden, heartwarming dream in the dead of night: @sea, my dear C-ge, look at when your last work was! I'm dying to hear a new drama from you! You cold-hearted man don't even post a single Weibo! Your fans have all become fossils of the sea! (Twisting) (Screaming) (Crawling in the shadows) (Twisting) (Split) (Wriggling eerily) (Rolling) (Crawling violently)]
The comments below were all saying "Grandma Teacher is right!" and accompanied by "dark crawling style" to express their feelings.
Xue Chao: "..."
His audience remains as unconventional as ever.
He was most impressed by this "Teacher Tai Nai," who was a die-hard fan who followed him when he entered the voice acting industry and dubbed his first role (a random, psychopathic killer in an audiobook). She knew all the roles he had dubbed like the back of her hand and could recite the lines by heart. She watched him go from dubbing a "random psychopath" to a "famous psychopath."
Since he opened his personal account, she has been sending him private messages every day without fail, expressing her affection and sharing her daily life. She treats this stranger as a kind of memo book, sharing everything from exam scores, classmates and teachers, family and relatives, hobbies, daily life, to sudden whimsical ideas.
Xue Chao felt that this girl was a bit too carefree. He was afraid that one day he would open her private messages and find a string of her home addresses. He wanted to remind her not to send them anymore, but her homepage was full of venting about "wanting to die" and "the world ending" every few sentences, which made him hesitate. He was afraid that this girl had some psychological problems. He spent a long time trying to find a gentle and humorous balance that would not make her think too much or get hurt.
Just then, she sent me a private message. She was in a bad mood that day and sent several long paragraphs, which were a bit incoherent. Basically, she was told that she had been betrayed by what she thought was her best friend, and had been unfairly blamed. They had just broken up.
When Xue Chao saw the specific school and class she unconsciously revealed in her words, he frowned slightly. He didn't bother to comfort her and directly deleted the words he had been carefully crafting. He wanted to make things clear so that the girl would be more wary and not reveal everything.
Just then, after the girl finished speaking, she sent a message:
When will I finally have real good luck...? Sorry for saying so much, but that's all I can say.
It was neither detached from the hustle and bustle nor filled with negative emotions, quite different from her previous posts. It was solitary, making Xue Chao feel for a moment that when she typed those words, there was no resentment or sadness, just quietness.
So he didn't send his message. He put his phone away; not wanting to spoil the fun is a virtue.
He never replied to her messages and reduced his checking of private messages, making the private message box named "sea" a safe and silent confessional space that belonged only to her. He only followed her with a secondary account and kept track of her status through her blog posts.
As Xue Chao thought this, he habitually scrolled down and saw her Weibo post from yesterday, a short video of her "masterpiece" when she was daydreaming in class.
In the video, under the semi-transparent cover of the textbook, you can see the fan art pasted on the first page. It's a character he once voiced—a seemingly refined but actually depraved person, deserving the label "beast." The artist's pasting technique is quite good; through the glass-like cover, the character appears even more alluring and ascetic.
However, the real ingenuity lies in the later part. It is actually a pop-up book. When the cover is opened, the character's suit automatically slides off to both sides, like a peeled fruit, revealing the "flesh" inside with eight-pack abs and not at all abstinent—this is still a vivid and sensual beast.
The caption reads: "This kind of self-righteous villain deserves to be punished like this: strip him naked, expose his breasts, and trample on his dignity! Do one good deed a day, merit +1 @sea"
Xue Chao: "..."
It seems like you're in pretty good shape lately.
His name in the industry is Sea, but because it sounds like "c", everyone calls him "Brother C".
Most of the characters he voices end up half in prison and half in the crematorium, rarely having a good ending. His voice acting is so convincing that fans are always worried about his mental state, afraid that he will bring his "work emotions" into his personal life. So they check in every day, urging him to do good, euphemistically calling it accumulating merit for him... Their methods are unique and can be described as despicable.
His name is "Hai" (meaning "sea"), so they call themselves "Haidilao" (meaning "sea hot pot").
Thinking of this, Xue Chao couldn't help but smile, and the coldness that had been lingering on his lips melted away.
He logged into his main account and took a look. His last post was indeed a month ago, and it was a repost of promotional content with only a clapping emoji. So he raised his phone and took a picture of a cloudless moon.
【sea: See you in my dreams. [Image]】
By the time the car was taken to the repair shop and I took a taxi back to the villa, it was already past midnight.
After resting, he spoke briefly with a few relatives and friends the next day, saying that he was going on vacation since he had less work to do. He mentioned that the destination was remote, and he might have to go deep into the mountains and forests and to the open sea, so he might not be able to contact them easily. He told them not to worry.
He replaced the flowers in the vase with a new bouquet of red rosebuds that were about to bloom. On the last midnight of the holiday, Xue Chao didn't sleep. He had a pack of cigarettes, a case of coffee, and a bottle of cold water to spray his face. He sat on the steps at the gate of the courtyard and stayed up all night.
He wanted to see how he would get back if he didn't sleep and wasn't in the villa.
The night was pitch black, and when you looked up at the stars, the Big Dipper was almost blinding. People like him, who were crazy enough to sit at the door in the middle of the night, were a minority. Even if a playboy was out partying all night, he wouldn't choose the "Hermit's Abode" which sounded disgusting. The surroundings were quiet, like a desolate wilderness, where time was hidden and slowly passed by.
As dawn broke, casting a pale and indifferent blue light, Xue Chao rubbed his temples, tossed the last cigarette butt into a can, glanced at his phone—it was almost time for him to return from his leave.
His nerves tightened first, his indifferent eyes scanning the surroundings, waiting for any possible anomaly, but nothing happened; the environment remained unchanged.
Just then, he heard a knock on the door behind him.
Two soft taps, like the rustling of a loose handle in the wind, or more like a hallucination, the weariness of a sleepless night suddenly crept over him, making him momentarily dazed. He shook his head and realized that he had gotten up from the courtyard gate and was now standing in the wide-open doorway of the villa. The door, which should have been locked, slowly closed behind him with a "click," and he instantly snapped back to reality.
The television in the living room turned on, and Bennu's cheerful yet eerie childlike voice rang out: "The holiday is over, welcome back!"
We've returned to the infinite world.
Xue Chao glanced at it expressionlessly. The villa was empty. There shouldn't have been a knocking sound coming from the inside. It was the alarm clock left for him by the Infinite World, reminding him that it was time to come back.
As for how he got to the door, unlocked it, and went inside... it's not surprising that his life and soul are in the company's hands.
Pu Fengchun has already replied to him.
Pu Fengchun: Hello, I'd like to talk about our relationship.
Xue Chao raised an eyebrow. The phrase "our business" is a bit ambiguous. Why not say "transaction" or "agreement"? Even "debt collection" would be fine. Is there some taboo about using such vague terms?
He casually replied "You say," and the other person, who happened to be online, changed the subject.
[Pu Fengchun: We can talk about it later, do you want to check the forum first?]
Pu Fengchun: You're wanted by the amusement park!
Seemingly thinking that Xue Chao was still a novice, Pu Fengchun added:
Pu Fengchun: You can register an account first.
Forum? Xue Chao finally found the forum entrance at the bottom of the page. After entering the forum, he first went to the login page, but found a history of account logins—someone had logged into his account using this computer.
The account name is "Mei" and the profile picture is a plum blossom.
When... the company built the maze so that employees wouldn't have too much interaction. There are fixed routes to go wherever you want, otherwise there wouldn't even be a door. There's no reason for someone to break into his "employee dormitory" while he's not around. Although he can't rule out the possibility that the host used props or some other means, Xue Chao is more inclined to believe that this TV set was used by someone else before he became the host.
Unable to log in without a password, Xue Chao noted down the account and registered a new one. The nickname "Never Work Overtime" was already taken, so he tried several other synonyms, but none of them worked. It seems that everyone has a strong desire to avoid working overtime.
He tried four times without success, then switched to "as long as I don't die," and this time it worked.
Upon entering the forum, I was immediately bombarded with censored words, and many titles were incomplete or fragmented.
However, he read every single word of the top trending post.
[hot] Xue Chao is a product I ordered from my store — by Amusement Park
The main post, like the title, only contained the phrase "electronic code," and nothing more. However, the other users who had posted hundreds of replies naturally understood the original poster's meaning and began asking who "Xue Chao" was and how he had offended the fourth-ranked guild.
Soon, people discovered that this was the name that had just been added to the list of rising stars.
While other players who didn't enter the instance couldn't watch the live stream and replay in the viewing mode, they could still see some basic information, such as who the host was and which players were. Soon, some players found out that this was the host of the room that was ranked first on the real-time leaderboard.
Everyone was shocked and started discussing it wildly. They were all veteran players, and they immediately realized that this promising new host must have tricked the players of the Amusement Park Guild in the game.
Moreover, it's very likely a high-level player; otherwise, it wouldn't be signed directly in the name of the guild.
[Can someone give me a different version of The Brain: Seventh or Tenth?]
Those who harm me will surely face retribution: I don't know, you two bastards.
[Monster Daddy, Don't Eat Me: Old Seven and this host are in the same instance. Old Ten's "wonderful instance," which he's been marketing for a month and touting every day, has been squeezed out of the top 10 of the recommendation list by this newbie host's first instance. Anything is possible.]
[One slash, one kill: Old Ten, you can't be that bad, can you? Most of the people in the amusement park are his followers.]
[Don't look back and kill: How long has it been since the person upstairs browsed the forum? ??? Ever since Lao Shi became the vice president, his true colors have been revealed. They still think he's the sunny, cheerful young man he used to be? He's clearly being groomed to be the next president; he's no good person, and his followers were all █████ in that █████ instance. He's ████, a pure wolf in sheep's clothing, ruthless and vicious.]
Xue Chao took a special look at this post, and after observing other blocked discussions, he confirmed that content related to specific dungeons and plots would be blocked, meaning that players could not obtain any dungeon information from the forum.
[The First Murder Concerto: It's Seventh Brother, I guessed who it was, Seventh Brother's stalker nanny]
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