Super Righteous Player
Chapter 552 - 93: You’re a Craftsman, Huh!_1

Chapter 552: Chapter 93: You’re a Craftsman, Huh!_1

Of course, Wizard was brave enough to make such a choice.

In fact, it was also because he had enough confidence and understanding of his abilities.

The era of live streaming had already arrived.

Wizard judged that with the proliferation of the internet across time (from adults to children) and space (from cities to rural areas), as well as the decline in internet fees and the improvement of internet speed, sooner or later "television" as a platform would be replaced by "internet shows." Even if television had evolved from cable to digital, the outcome would be the same.

At least in terms of entertainment programs, digital television, which can only be watched at a scheduled time or replayed, did not have a clear competitive edge over live streaming and videos that could be watched on a mobile phone.

So their decision to enter the video and live streaming industry at that time could also be considered an early investment.

As a result, the two of them started their own video studio, leveraging the contacts they had built up to create their own business.

It was very tough at the beginning.

By live streaming game commentary and strategy, broadcasting video programs about gaming industry news, and occasionally scraping by and hosting some obscure little tournaments, they managed to barely make it through.

They were actually live streaming now, just much less frequently... after all, they were getting older. But every time they went live, they could still reach the top ten to fifteen in the host area.

Which was actually quite high.

Electricity surely knew their history.

At that time, she had felt very sad about the departure of this comic duo... Later, when they transitioned to live streaming, Electricity, who was still in high school, even went on to get a three-month subscription.

Watching live streams was definitely out of the question, as there was no time for it.

She didn’t have much money... but it was still a token of goodwill.

It was in the moment when Electricity grasped Wizard’s hand that she suddenly realized, "This time I won’t just be the teamwrecker flower vase, right?" And so, she felt somewhat embarrassed, not knowing what to say.

But after seeing the intense offline interaction between Husky and Wizard, she was still very excited:

"Hey, A-Dog..."

Wizard habitually stretched out his hand to rest it on Husky’s shoulder.

He was just about to ask something when he felt a wave of fragrance hit him. The touch of a strange woman’s hair also came from his arm.

His expression became somewhat awkward and unnatural as he lowered his arm again.

Clearing his throat, he asked calmly, "What profession are you? Did Kade and the others tell you about the forum?"

"Hmm, they did... I’m looking at it right now."

Husky, for her part, did not react to Wizard’s touch.

I wonder how this silly dog pinches people... Her voice also became exceptionally clear, just like that of a teenage girl.

...Speaking of which, does Husky’s pinched person have a prototype?

Generally speaking, don’t people start pinching based on their own image... How did he manage to do it? Pinch out a beautiful girl from his own image?

Though Husky was originally not bad-looking.

If he were a bit younger, he could still be considered a handsome idol.

Even though Husky was very short, in school his nickname was Hobbit—because his surname was Ho.

But this trait, now called ’puppy love,’ was quite rare...

...And now he has really become a white-furred puppy.

"So, what profession are you, silly dog?"

For some reason, looking at Husky who was eating snacks with his head down and ignoring him, Wizard felt a surge of nameless anger—he really wanted to pinch her face.

But with Electricity watching on the side, he didn’t quite dare to do it.

"Why are you yelling so loudly!"

Husky raised her head helplessly and glared at Wizard, "My profession is wizard apprentice... are you scared of a wizard apprentice?"

"I’m a wizard apprentice too. What spell do you have?"

"My initial spell is ’Turn Stone to Mud.’ I’ve looked at the posts... they say it’s from the shaping magic school."

As Husky distractedly read the forum posts while snacking, she slowly spoke, "It seems to be a profession that plays like a thousand drops of morning dew. In the future, I could also pull off a Grand Sand Mausoleum... Don’t you think it’s cool! And it’s not too difficult, perfect for me!"

It does sound not too difficult.

But Wizard had an odd expression on his face, "Did you pick a profession with low difficulty on purpose?"

"Yeah,"

Husky said proudly, "That’s playing to my strengths and avoiding my weaknesses.

"I’m lousy at operating, I lack awareness, and I’m slow to react. If I were to be too ambitious, there would be no saving me. Knowing that I’m old and slow, I have to choose a suitable hero for older players... If I tried to be a happy Yasuo, then you wouldn’t be happy, bear bro."

She said, picking up a piece of candied fruit and stuffing it into Thirteen Fragrances’ mouth.

Thirteen Fragrances opened his mouth subconsciously to accept the treat—only to realize that his teeth had brushed against Husky’s hand.

Originally he wouldn’t have cared about such a thing, he might even have slammed the table and loudly demanded, "Did you even wash your hands, you dumb dog?" But now, he suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable and glanced at Husky.

However, Husky didn’t mind; he just rubbed his body and then picked up a nut to put in his mouth.

How should I put it, this kind of scene where a good bro turns into a girl, made Thirteen Fragrances feel quite ill at ease.

If it were really the Otherworld, then fine...

But the problem is... they would still go back.

Thinking of this, Thirteen Fragrances’ expression became even stranger.

"How exactly did you create your character?"

He couldn’t help but ask, "Do you have a prototype? I remember the initial avatar was supposed to be oneself, right?"

"Of course there’s no prototype."

Hearing this, Husky slightly frowned, looked up, and retorted, "Is character customization difficult?"

"Huh?"

"The character customization engine is so powerful, what’s so hard about it... I can even make figurines with clay myself. It’s just that I can’t take fantasy drugs, otherwise I could give you a new face every month, all of them beauties."

Husky said proudly, "Don’t underestimate the power of a decade-long I-society player!"

You’re an artisan! This is how you play the game! You really are talented, my friend.

Just then, Thirteen Fragrances suddenly thought of something.

—Could it be that because Husky is exceptionally good at character customization, he was assigned the role of "Sculpting Wizard"?

"Actually, the way you created your character, it’s pretty handsome..."

Off to the side, A Dian said in a low voice, "Also, I’m a Wizard apprentice. I’m from the Idol School... My initial spell is ’Healing Touch.’ I guess I’m sort of a healer."

In fact, she hardly customized at all.

Maybe it was natural beauty—or just simple laziness. She was someone who didn’t wear makeup. Of course, foundation, concealer, and lipstick don’t count as makeup.

Because she seldom wore makeup and didn’t really look at her own face much... she wasn’t very confident about her makeup skills. She always felt that the more she tried to customize, the uglier it might get, so she ended up entering the game with almost no changes.

Seeing the youthful Thirteen Fragrances now, she didn’t recognize him at first glance.

When she finally remembered what Thirteen Fragrances used to look like, A Dian exclaimed in her heart, "Ah, the good old days."

—Different from the reality where Thirteen Fragrances was already in his thirties, he now had a kind of young Yasuo vibe.

He didn’t change much either. Just lost about forty kilograms of weight, roughly the peak of his looks from ten years ago.

Back in school, Thirteen Fragrances was indeed that handsome. After graduation, busy work and lack of exercise gradually led him to gain weight.

Time is indeed a butcher’s knife... it made Kade bald and Guard Righteous fat.

The boy god, when he had hair, was genuinely delicate-looking.

As a pure monk with a shaved head, he could indeed be considered a delicate little monk. But it’s this semi-bald look that’s awkward...

"I always feel like someone is cursing me..."

Just then, the wandering child, touching his wooden-like hair, walked in deep thought through the door:

"How is your discussion going? Do you all know each other now? You guys should be teammates from now on... I reckon it’ll be a while before you can form a cross-region team."

"Not bad."

Thirteen Fragrances quickly replied.

Being with Husky’s female form, he always felt a certain "I’ve hit the dog jackpot" sensation—the image of the beautiful girl and his actual appearance switching back and forth in his mind, making him feel incredibly blue and thin.

"But all three of us are mages, is that okay for a spell-casting team?"

"At the beginning it’s all about running dungeons, there’s no difference between professions."

The child explained casually, "The faction leader is coming tomorrow... if you’re lucky, he might take you guys with him."

...Faction leader?

Hearing this, the three newbies felt a bit nervous.

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