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"Ahhh! How come she changed my clothes? Now I can see everything!!"
In the livestream room, with 200,000 people watching online, Jiahun who was going through the main storyline had a red face throughout the entire process, just like Sanzang passing through the Kingdom of Daughters, looking as if she wanted to see but didn't dare to. This caused a burst of ridicule from the barrage:
[It's just the plot of opening up a new game; how come Jiahun made it seem like playing a galgame?]
[This is a beautiful girl love game! (Convinced)]
[She can actually play this game like this for free; why do I feel like I'm losing out?]
[Watching others have fun is more uncomfortable, right?]
"Ahem! I just brought in Stelle's thoughts just now. I'm not that easy to conquer. You guys think too much."
Looking at the everyone's response in the livestream room, Jiahun coughed twice to hide her embarrassment. Although her pretty face was slightly red at this time, she remained stubborn. She would rather die than admit her gaffe and attributed it to the effect of the show.
As long as this girl doesn't admit it, you can't do anything to me~
As for whether she was moved...
Don't get me wrong; she was just a little moved!
As a creator, how could she let her rhythm be led by the viewers in the livestream room? This mistake must be corrected as soon as possible to maintain her dignity as a streamer!
"Okay, don't get led by the rhythm of the viewers. Let's get back to the topic and take a look at our current main task..."
After Ilu left the room, Jiahun took a deep breath, then opened the task interface seriously and began to read the task introduction in a rhythmic manner. Now she's trying to bring the viewers in the livestream room back to her own rhythm.
Facts have proven that her approach is effective. Except for a few old viewers who had bought houses and lived in Jiahun's livestream room, the attention of others was quickly attracted back by her good reading, which had no punctuation marks. The viewers was instantly filled with question marks:
[How did you punctuate? Why do I feel so uncomfortable listening to it?]
[The Chinese teacher has found a genius.]
[Good reading.]
[Jiahun is diverting attention again.]
"Hehe~"
Looking at the barrage sent by her fans, Jiahun smiled. Just as she was controlling the Trailblazer to turn around in the room, a prompt suddenly popped up on the screen.
"Ding~ You received a message."
The sender's avatar was a silver-haired girl making a "(＾－＾)V" gesture. Looking at this familiar face, Jiahun recognized at a glance that it was a message from Ilu.
"Hey, my wife sent me a message; wait a moment."
Realizing that this seemed to be part of the main plot, Jiahun immediately picked up the mouse and clicked in. What came into view was a plain white chat interface.
"Ilu: Are you there?"
"Ilu: Sorry, Herta has something to ask me, and my phone may be turned off later."
"Ilu: I'm afraid you'll worry, so I'm telling you in advance."
"Ilu: Sister Himeko is in the main control cabin. You can go to her after you have a good rest. She will help you answer some questions you want to know."
"——The other party is offline."
Seeing Ilu's meticulous care for the Trailblazer, Jiahun couldn't help but be stunned, and the comments in the livestream room suddenly erupted.
[Too magical! Is there really a meticulous girl in reality?]
[I sent her a message, but she never replied.]
[You're screwed; there's usually no chance.]
[Woo, woo, woo, I also want a perfect girl like Ilu to accompany me!]
[Me too, but I'm more lenient; men are also OK.]
[? ? ?]
"Who is Herta... Oh, I remember; she's the real owner of this space station. I learned about it from Asta before."
As a gaming expert, Jiahun naturally wouldn't get involved in other people's emotional problems. After glancing at the comments and confirming that there was no weird rhythm in the livestream room, she continued with the main storyline and went to the main control cabin to find Himeko according to Ilu's prompts.
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Two system hours later——
"Tsk, tsk, it's really rare. According to the indicators given by the biological culture device, it's a miracle that you can survive until now. It's worth my effort to borrow this equipment from Ruan Mei."
In a secret laboratory in the containment section of the Herta Space Station, a beautiful doll girl with long, smooth light brown hair and a gorgeous black and purple dress walked around a device similar to a culture chamber, holding a brand-new experimental report in her hand.
She looked very happy, as if she had encountered something very interesting.
If she weren't in front of Ilu, she might have danced on the spot.
"What's wrong, Ms. Herta? Is there something wrong?"
As the hatch of the culture chamber slowly opened, the naked silver-haired girl sat up wetly. She picked up a towel beside her to cover her chest and cast a puzzled and curious look at the Herta.
"I just studied your Iron Cavalry Transformation Sheath. It is derived from 'Propagation' like with the other Glamoth Iron Cavalry Knights, but you are more special in comparison."
Looking into Ilu's eyes, Herta slowly said, "How should I put it? Your composition is a bit complicated..."
"I don't know what those who created you were thinking. In order to offset the erosion of 'Propagation', they dared to do such a bold act. They edited the characteristics of 'Nihility' in your genes."
"I don't know if there is a problem with the genes of all Glamoth Iron Knights or if only you have this problem, but this characteristic makes your 'existence' continue to disappear and gradually become a part of 'Nihility.' Others will also lose their memory because of the loss of your 'existence.'"
"Nihility?"
After hearing Herta's explanation, Ilu was stunned, as if a storm had been set off in her heart.