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Chapter 425 - 422: "Number One Player and His Lighthouse Lover

Chapter 425: Chapter 422: "Number One Player and His Lighthouse Lover

Unfazed by Eni’s incessant provocations, Su Ming’an didn’t even turn his head.

...Fire Mystery, how classic.

He didn’t understand what this "Fire Mystery" that Eni kept talking about from the Fourth World was all about.

Moreover, the intensity of Eni’s threats seemed to weaken with each instance, perhaps even Eni himself realized the gap between them.

It used to be "Su Ming’an, wait, I will definitely defeat you!", and then it became "Su Ming’an, wait, I will definitely show you my true strength...".

This change was truly heartbreaking.

After making his bold statement, Eni turned and left without intending to linger here any longer.

Flora, who was with him, gave a slight smile of apology and bowed, before quickly catching up to Eni’s pace.

"Hah, what a clown," Lin Yin remarked as Eni drifted further away: "And that Elemental Mage called Flora, how come she’s hanging out with him? I remember his girlfriend wasn’t her before..."

"Mind your own business," Lv Shu said from the side.

"Noel, Noel, is there anything to drink nearby? I want some milk tea..." Lin Yin ignored Lv Shu and turned to shout at Noel, who was familiar with the place.

However, before she could finish her sentence, she realized that Noel had disappeared from her side.

Taking a closer look, she saw Noel, the rascal, taking a picture with a passing cosplayer.

A cosplayer is someone who dons a wig, wears a costume, and applies makeup to impersonate a character from a work. The venue was swarming with such individuals.

But the characters they were impersonating were not the classic ones from anime works, but rather characters from World games.

For instance, near the Lolita booth, there was a Mizushima cosplayer draped in white fur and robe, surrounded by a circle of people wanting to take pictures with him.

Even a Nuoliya cosplayer, dressed in icy white mechanic attire and with thick white makeup on her face, was strolling along with a Moli cosplayer from the Fourth World - something that would be impossible in real life.

Familiar characters reappeared through people’s portrayal, and aside from their occasionally breaking character with a smile and their friendly attitude towards those wanting photos, they played their roles quite convincingly, as if the True Persons had come to life.

The one Noel was taking a photo with was a cosplayer of a top-ranking Player... Yes, a Lv Shu impersonator.

The impersonator wore a wig with white hair, his attire a classic black Hanfu, brandishing a long sword, his expression stern, looking quite authentic. Only the green Mantis on his shoulder looked a bit plastic, being an immobile replica.

It was fine for Noel to take a photo with him... but the problem was...

Noel had taken off his mask.

As a result, the real Noel revealed his face and, alongside the Lv Shu impersonator, cheerfully snapped a photo.

The blonde young boy looked extremely happy; he posed with the standard scissor-hand gesture next to the Lv Shu cosplayer, their pose incredibly affectionate.

"Thank you, thanks for the photo~" After striking a pose, Noel smiled and thanked the Lv Shu impersonator.

The impersonator scratched his head, seeming a bit shy.

He pointed to the red and white hoodie Noel was wearing: "That, your wig and makeup are really good, they’re just like Noel himself, but is that clothing supposed to be..."

"Ah, this is the Noel · Casual Edition," Noel replied with a beaming smile, seemingly immersed in unparalleled joy: "Noel doesn’t always wear a red dress, right? So I thought to bring to life a Noel in a casual hoodie."

"Hmm hmm," the girl cosplaying as Mizushima Kawa Sora next to him nodded, her double black ponytail and kimono quite spot-on, only her face was a bit rounder and not as much like Mizushima Kawa Sora herself: "That’s nice, casual clothing is great, really, your makeup is so authentic, you look exactly like the person..."

"Ha, haha, really? It seems my makeup skills are not bad at all..." Noel laughed brightly.

Su Ming’an and his two friends watched, speechless, as Noel showboated nearby.

The next moment, Lin Yin simply raised her hand.

The red string naturally fell along her black hair as she removed her mask.

Several people browsing the stalls were attracted by the commotion here and looked at Lin Yin’s face.

But soon, they withdrew their gazes, seemingly unconcerned.

"Mm-hm," Lin Yin nodded, "...so basically nobody can tell I’m the real deal."

The demon fox mask spun a few times around her fingertips before she stuffed it directly into a compartment in her backpack.

"It’s too risky," Lv Shu frowned, disapproving of such direct exposure of one’s true face.

"Not at all! On our way here, we’ve seen at least a dozen, if not twenty, people cosplaying as us. No one else can tell the difference. I’m actually feeling more anxious wearing this mask..." Lin Yin’s eyes twinkled.

The dark pupils in her eyes shifted slightly, and she seemed to have thought of some mischief.

Suddenly, with lightning-fast speed, she extended her hand as quick as a monkey stealing a peach. In an instant, she snatched the mask from Lv Shu’s face, "Give it to me!"

As the red string came loose, Lv Shu’s somewhat shocked face was revealed.

He clearly hadn’t slept well the previous night, with dark circles still visible under his eyes.

When his mask was taken, he instinctively reached out to snatch it back. However, he felt that fighting over such an item in full view of everyone was unnatural, so he gave up.

Standing amidst the bustling crowd, he seemed to freeze in place.

Lin Yin twirled the mask in her hand with a triumphant smile, looking like a mischievous little fox.

"It’s okay, don’t be scared," she said with a laugh, "Nobody can tell it’s a disguise."

Indeed, along the way, they had met at least a dozen others dressed exactly like them.

These cosplayers paid great attention to detail. Lv Shu’s impersonators were generally in all-black Hanfu with a Black Blade, and if possible, would have a small Butterfly or Mantis prop. Lin Yin’s impersonators had black hair, a large cleaver in their hands, and were garbed just like a battle-ready combat medic.

As for Su Ming’an’s impersonators... they were simply everywhere.

They only needed to walk a bit to see one "Su Ming’an," and after a short while, they would come across another.

With the help of props that could change one’s appearance, these people looked even more like Su Ming’an than Su Ming’an himself.

If there really was a "Number One Player Cosplay Contest," Su Ming’an himself probably wouldn’t make the cut.

Not to mention the stage play currently being performed, where "Number One Players" were a frequent occurrence.

Su Ming’an looked up to see that the "Pulaya War-Eve Speech" cringe-worthy theatrical performance had ended and a new act had started, reportedly called "The Number One Player and His Shapeshifting Lighthouse Lover."

The central stage’s program was continuously in performance.

When one act ended, the next was immediately put on. Many small groups had meticulously prepared their acts, which were enough to be queued up until the next day.

Yet, it seemed the number of spectators stopping to watch was growing, with a general keen interest in these kinds of performances.

Anything related to the "Number One Player" was popular wherever it was, and this rule applied universally here as well.

On stage, passionate cries reverberated loudly through the venue.

"—Are you, are you my lighthouse?"

"—Yes, Number One Player, it was your strong wish and will that summoned me. From now on, I am willing to accompany you, to walk the remaining path together with you..."

The two cosplayers performed in perfect harmony, and for a moment, the venue was filled with a spirited atmosphere. It seemed the audience was delighted with the performance.