Chapter 34
The adjutant disagreed with Yuan Qian's awe at the horror of the Second Creation.
He pointed out: "You've already stabbed someone! Why can't you let them fight back with love? This is simply repaying evil with kindness. How can you say it's fair?"
Yuan Qian was speechless.
“…It seems to be true. Repaying in kind. It’s all because of me (emotion value)…” With the appearance of the Dragon King, he had been deliberately hinting to himself to relax his movements. At this time, he scratched his golden hair with his bony fingers. Yuan Qian muttered to himself and reopened the forum, telling himself that these were all readers’ responses to his serious performance.
If you don't really like it, who would carefully ponder and interpret the silent lines and words on the paper, and use their imagination to fill in the blanks outside the story? Even if he played some of the plots himself, it doesn't mean he can just watch it for nothing. At least he should watch it with gratitude!
After all, I am an old bookworm, and my original resistance increased many times after my mindset changed. Compared with some bizarre derivative works of some famous superhero comics, these stories can be said to be written in a gentle style.
As he was flipping through the pages, he finally came across a post that mentioned that group of stars among the various Bernaludos, Xiaoman, Sumei, Lazarus, and even the less popular Eliretna.
Summary of clues about mysterious characters
-OP-: I'm talking about you, pink and purple ball! [screenshot.jpg].
In fact, this color first appeared not on the cover page of episode 10, but on the cover page of episode 5, the third person behind Xiaoman and Sumei. [Screenshot.jpg] This person wearing an apron is suspected to be the owner of the coffee shop, with a very small but very obvious pink and purple hair tail.
-2L-: Good man, the clues are well hidden. Would I say that my eyes were completely on the cute little fur ball with modern design, and I didn't notice that there was someone behind me
-3L-: Why did the doll appear so early? But it's just a little bit of color and I can't tell the hairstyle at all (left sadly)
-4L-: I didn't notice the plus one at all. I really can't tell, it could be loose hair, or a low braid, or a high ponytail, or even a jellyfish head (?)
-5L-: Even the pet's tail droops down on the person's shoulder.
-6L-: Indeed, the clues are too vague. Then I say it is the Pink Star itself!
-7L-: The pink stars are so funny...but the colors are different (seriously). The pink stars are all macaron pink from the stars in the avatar to the watermark signature in the slacking off picture. The purple color of this unknown person is still very obvious.
-8L-: The description of macaron powder is so cute. Hehe, what is this, pink star, eat it!
-9L-: Is it really edible? Won't it be stabbed to death by the blades? (Be careful)
-OP-: And the second time he appeared was in the stream-of-consciousness poster on the cover page of episode 10. From the other poster referring to Belu, we can know that he should at least be a major character.
A bold guess is not limited to the corresponding chapters on the cover page, but to look for characters that have interactions with the little furry balls. What if this is Winchester?
Anyway, he didn’t show his face (laughs).
-11L-：Ah. I had totally forgotten about this person.
-12L-: It looks very mysterious, but it turns out that I am here to expose the pink-haired sister's disguise and give the little wolf cub a clue to save the children.
-13L-: But it is obvious that Winchester plays a big role in the background setting, otherwise the female city lord would not say that she doesn't care about him leaving Dinos City without permission.
-14L-：I remember Dinos City is an art city, right?
-15L-: No problem. Lasi, who melted the siren, is a music teacher in modern times. He opened a cafe as a check-in place for young artists, which can be considered as art-related...
-16L-: This modern world is so ordinary and peaceful (wiping away tears)
…
Seeing this, Yuan Qian deeply admired the reader's sharpness and associative ability. He was able to combine "someone" with the identity of Winchester, a businessman who he really intended to use and deliberately never revealed his true face, just based on the author's hints that appeared in a few places explained by the adjutant as "the peculiarity of observation". In fact, his last attempt to create a character was based on Winchester, but it was a mess and a tragedy, so he didn't keep it.
As expected, anyone with normal reading and comprehension abilities should not be underestimated, he thought.
Yuan Qian therefore recalled the last time he failed in the face-shaping project due to complex disease, and opened the interface again.
This time he decided not to do it all by himself, nor would he continue to rely entirely on others for help. Instead, he humbly asked the adjutant for advice on how to make a human figure.
"Is this something I need to learn?" the adjutant asked subconsciously, and then explained, "The functions are all here, and the specific operation involves more personal aesthetics. It's useless for me to teach myself. You are an adult, Mr. Actor."
"But you are really good at pinching the face, teach me." Yuan Qian was weak and helpless.
[……] The other side seemed to be starting to waver.
As expected, the Demon King of another world has never been sincerely consulted. Yuan Qian continued to work hard: "Then just tell me your experience, and I will figure out the rest by myself!"
The adjutant was silent for a while, probably trying to calm himself down, and then he spoke in a rare serious and calm tone.
[…I really like the process of ‘giving’ form. I spent a lot of time studying how to shape flesh and blood like a clay doll.]
[So I responded to the voices of those desperate girls, asked them questions first and then took their souls away, made a beautiful, free, powerful new body, carefully put the soul into it, and then told them when they woke up: You now have the power to avenge yourself, go ahead. Write your new name with the blood of those people.]
[After that, they will never cry again. Of course, those who are very strong and only cry in their hearts also count, I can hear them.]
[…So every creation is very exciting. It has nothing to do with love, it’s just expectation: what should her essence be like? —She should have a thin crimson lower lip, light pink hair like crushed ice mixed with strawberry jam, and raspberry eyes; she should have hard wings that can cut through cast iron, a well-shaped body like a hunting goddess, and sharp horns like fangs that announce threat to everyone.]
[After a little thought, a new form emerges. Anyway, there is not much to say about this matter, just give good things, right? It is indeed difficult to be too familiar, but you are not giving others a body.]
After listening to it, Yuan Qian felt that he seemed to have mastered it, and he seemed to be incredibly strong.
He pulled out the panel with great ambition and began to modify the original data of Winchester, an ordinary rabbit youth.
Three hours later.
"Help."
[It's hopeless.] The adjutant who was called over looked at the result and said, [You are catastrophically indecisive and indecisive... Was that your performance as a white fox extraordinary? Hurry up and make a standard black-haired beauty, Yuu-Chuan Lily.]
Yuan Qian was badly injured by this pursuit, and silently cleared the results of three hours of editing.
God knows he could only watch before, and had never tried to draw or design any image by himself. He could only imitate, so the adjutant's complaint was correct. It was okay for the relatively mature genres like beautiful boys, but he had no idea what an adult male character with characteristics in a boy's comic with a heroine in a fictional fantasy world should look like.
[Anyway, I'll do it to your face.] The adjutant muttered as he began to adjust the densely packed data bars. His technique was quite casual, and it was done in one go even more quickly than when he designed the Dragon King.
"Ah? Mine?" Yuan Qian was shocked.
He watched intently as the face, which had originally looked ordinary, gradually became at least 60% similar to his original appearance. The temperament was slightly adjusted, becoming more refined and inhuman. His eyebrows and eyes were still gentle, but the gentleness was in a completely different direction from Yuan Qian, who thought he was just too useless and harmless.
If the appearance of the lich Lazarus was that of a man-eating monster in mortals' imagination, so magnificent and dangerous, eerie and cold, then the result this time was more like an ancient tree god that imitated the incarnations created by humans. There was no sharpness in his gaze, only the fantastic and romantic beauty of a spring field. Even if he didn't smile, he seemed to be smiling when he lowered his eyes.
Coupled with the strong presence of the fluffy pink and purple curly hair, it looks more like... the data was swept into a very realistic holographic model as a template, and then assigned the position of a priest NPC.
Yuan Qian looked at the face, which he could still tell was his own, and felt his back tingling as never before.
"It looks good... but does it have to be done on my face? I really can't get used to it..."
[Then delete it. I didn’t save it.] The adjutant didn’t care at all.
The original intention of making him feel bad was tangled and tangled, but he still couldn't bear to clear the result. He had read countless comics and knew too well the benefits of this appearance.
As long as he clicks save now, with Fanxing's painting skills, Winchester will at least be in the top ten of the popularity vote every time he shows up. Even if there is no other character to tie him up with, he can still be shortlisted based on his appearance alone.
Even the author himself, even if he may arrange for him to appear less frequently or die early in the future because he is difficult to draw, he will definitely give him an identity that is by no means simple.
It fits Yuan Qian's conception of his identity and relationship with the Star God very well.
What a vicious demon king, what a precise grasp! At this point I simply cannot refuse.
In the end, Yuan Qian still nodded with tears in his eyes to preserve his appearance. As for the other races and other character settings, there was no rush. It was said that Winchester's identity in the mortal world was not suitable for running around, and now there was no need for him to appear in the next copy, the City of Flowers.
"But isn't the hairstyle wrong?" Yuan Qian looked at the reserve No. 4's long curly pink-purple hair that fell below her knees. In the cover page of the fifth chapter of the distant comic, the hair of the person wearing an apron only reached her waist at most.
"Trust me, it's convenient to tuck long hair into the poncho. If you don't wear the poncho and tie it up, a high ponytail is very popular. My subordinates treat me better when I tie my hair up." The adjutant had already thought about this problem and said with rich experience.
Isn't it natural for a subordinate to treat you well? As a demon king, don't you have any dignity? How can I find a reference for Bernardus like this! Yuan Qian silently complained. This person is obviously aware that his words and deeds will attract complaints, but he still does his own thing, even deliberately, so that he will not be fooled every time.
Recalling the thrilling feeling he had just had when facing the vivid "other self", Yuan Qian shook his head and cherished the time he had spent playing the role of the Dragon King.
The arrogant blond young man retracted his dragon wings that were said to be able to cross the boundary between life and death, and landed in the forest with astonishing stability and silence.
Not far from the forest, a young girl who was trudging along a boring and quiet road wiped the sweat from her forehead, stopped to take out her water bag, took a short rest and looked around in confusion.
During this period of time after saying goodbye to the teacher, Xiaoman often felt that someone was watching him. There was no malicious intention, but it should be strong, because no matter how the presence of the infinite shadow under the lake was reduced, it was still so huge that it was close to a whole dark cloud.
...Is this how Su Mei felt when she said someone was watching?
After joining the ranks of spellcasters, Xiaoman, who had acquired perception abilities that he didn't have at that time, breathed silently, trying to guess the feelings and thoughts of his friend with "golden blood" at that moment.