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Chapter Thirteen The Second Strange Talk

High schools in Japan are over early, and the course is over at 3:30 pm.

Naoki Aso is not close to the school, but it is definitely not far away. There are six or seven stops by bus.

In the past, Nao Aso took a bus to and from school, so Nao Aso now also took a bus.

As soon as he came through, he still kept as consistent with his predecessor's living habits as possible.

My predecessor actually liked taking the bus and I liked the feeling of enjoying the scenery along the way through the car window.

But now Naoki Aso is a little annoyed because there is a lady on the bus who is very unqualified. She was obviously sitting at the station after listening to music, but she blamed the driver in turn. The voice was really annoying.

After arriving at home, Nao Aso lay down on the bed and opened the personal panel.

【Partner: Naoki Aso】

【Age: 17】

【Vocational: Student】

【Promotional weird: thin and long shadow】

【Legend Point: 3500】

【Life point: 410】

【Karma Point: 7800】

It was only two weeks before his live broadcast. In addition to his life point, the legendary point and karma point have changed significantly.

"To spread the thin and long shadows to the entire province, the legendary point requires at least 100,000..." After calculating the data in his mind, Naoki Aso said to himself, "I still have a long way to go."

【Shishushu, do you miss me?】

The personal panel suddenly switches to a chat box.

"No, not at all."

【That's a coincidence, people don't miss you either. Nao Shujiang really has a tacit understanding with them, Momo~]

"Speak well!" Aso Naoki scolded.

[Natura Sauce, the first weird promotion, we cooperated happily, and the thin long weird shadow has already had a certain degree of circulation in Tokyo. Now our factory has decided to launch the second weird, do you have time?]

"With time. What's weird this time?"

【Look back and take a look.】

Naoki Aso sat up and turned around and found that there was a white wardrobe about two meters high and three meters wide in the corner of the bedroom.

This wardrobe looks very old and is very old. The paint in some places has been worn off, revealing the wood.

There is also a half missing handle of the wardrobe door.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the spots of blood on the closet, the crisscrossing scratches, and several holes embellish it.

"These are not knife marks and bullet holes, are they? What has this wardrobe experienced?" Aso Naoki's mind automatically plays classic videos: "The True Color of Heroes", "The Two Heroes of Blood", "This Killer Is Not Too Cold"...

Aso Naoki walked over and reached out to pull open the closet. The space inside was quite large, but there was only a white hat that looked a bit like a top hat, but the top was taller.

"Is this weird?" Aso Naoki was suddenly disappointed. This second weird one was much worse than the thin and long shadow!

[Shishushu, there is a saying that, "People should not behave like appearance, and sea water should not be measured." You just look at this weird "not good-looking" and then despise it. This is wrong~]

The next moment, the information from this wardrobe was sent over.

"Interesting." Naoki Aso browsed, and indeed this wardrobe is not inferior to the thin and long shadow.

After conceiving the story a little, Naoki Aso started a live broadcast.

It was different from the last time that he forced the insertion. This time he found that he was actually broadcasting live on Niconico     live, and the number of viewers was 0 at the beginning, obviously, this time he did not force others to watch it.

"Why is the way this time different from the last live broadcast?" Aso Naoki asked.

[Because last time we had a popularity of 0, no one would watch it if we broadcast it directly. This time, because of the fermentation of thin and long shadows, our live broadcast room has already gained a certain popularity and a certain fan base.]

"I won't be exposed to this live broadcast room, right?" Aso Naoki quickly checked the backstage, but found that the live broadcast room was also very strange. Without any personal information, he felt relieved.

"This live room alone can scare a lot of people, right?" Aso Naoki suddenly thought of the niconico staff who were living would react when they found out about this live room.

The facts were the same as Naoki Aso thought. As soon as the live broadcast room of the Urban Strange Talk Creator started, the staff of Nicoco    live discovered it.

It’s not that Nicoco’s live staff is so keen, but because of the “Lenglong and Weird” live broadcast incident, major relevant online platforms in Tokyo have been summoned, and the superiors strictly require them. If they find this urban creator live broadcast room again, they must report it as soon as possible.

"Secretary Director, that weird chat live broadcast room is on air again!" A small employee wearing glasses immediately reported to his boss.

"Is it started again?" The head of the section chief was busy analyzing the data. When he heard this, he immediately threw away the work at hand and came behind the staff.

"It's this person, I'm talking about the anchor! It's him!" The head of the section chief has watched Naoki Aso's live broadcast, so when he sees Naoki Aso now on the screen, he concluded that this is the legendary live broadcast room, not the live broadcast room of the same name.

"Hey, what's going on? Why is it the live broadcast room of our platform?" The head of the section chief immediately discovered the clue, "Who is responsible for the review? This strange anchor is registered with us, who has reviewed the information! Hasn't he already held a meeting and asked to report it immediately!"

"Secretary Director, I reviewed..." said the glasses clerk weakly.

"Are you a pig's brain?" The class was so sorry that he slapped the little staff member in the back of his head, "Why didn't you report it during the review? I'm just saying it now?"

"Secretary, I have never seen their registration information."

"I'm still stubborn!" The head of the section chief whispered, but did not say anything more about this matter. "Look at the registration information of this live broadcast room immediately and find out who this anchor is!"

"Yes, Section Chief!" The glasses clerk jumped quickly on the keyboard with his hands and fingers, entering the management backstage. However, what surprised him was that all the personal information in this live broadcast room was blank, and there was nothing except the name of the live broadcast room and the introduction to the live broadcast room!

Moreover, they can't do it at all if they want to modify the name and introduction!

None of the information you must fill in when registering a live broadcast room!

"How is this possible?" The head of the section chief bent down, his whole face almost stuck to the screen. "There is nothing, how did he register successfully?"

"Secretary, is this weird? This must be weird!"

"Your head is so weird! What are you talking about! Work!" The head of the section chief patted the staff's head again and shouted, "Where is the technology class? Come here for me all the people in the technology class!"

"Secretary Director!"

"Secretary Director!"

"Secretary Director!"

Hulala surrounded a dozen bald heads wearing plaid shirts and backpacks.

"You are in the office, not on the road, why are you doing your backpack?" the section chief asked strangely.

"Return to the head of the class, the plaid shirt and backpack and a shiny head are the soul of our programmers! You can't throw it away at any time!"
Chapter completed!
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