In the spacious and bright hall, two girls who were so beautiful that they were so beautiful were staring at each other. They were just drinking hot tea and watching the morning news quietly, but unexpectedly, their perspective suddenly turned here. They were caught off guard.
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"Stop! You just want to launch a surprise attack, but you still explain it to yourself seriously? What kind of work do you think this is?"
The girl named Enilafu... no, it should be said that she is a mature young woman. Her beautiful crimson eyes widened, and her sharp gaze was like a silver flying knife directed in the direction pointed by the camera. Her figure was different from that of ordinary people.
Human women are too tall in comparison, but this does not affect the curves and beauty of her figure at all. Even if she raised her middle finger to the camera, this inelegant action still looked like she was proud of the world.
"No...what are you doing? Dedicate a chapter to praising me? Do you think I will be happy?"
"Ani, the creator is just helping readers recall our image. Ever since Amy gained the ability to act independently, we have almost never appeared again, haven't you noticed?"
The cold and charming girl with hair as long as silver silk stared at Enilafu quietly, with a look of disdain in her cold eyes that were as bright as purple-red star stones.
"Why is Lingmei a girl and I am a mature young woman? I am also a girl, okay! And what is a star stone? Who can understand the metaphor you use? And I have long wanted to complain, what on earth are you doing?
Can you tell the expressions from our paralyzed faces? This is a complete conflict, okay! We goddesses have a connection with each other, do you also have a connection with us?"
A young woman named Enilafu jumps and roars at the camera like a shrew, but her voice is so magnetic that no one can have the slightest idea of being offended.
"Are you scolding me or praising me? Are you making an M? What is the average person on the earth making an M?"
"Ling Mei, the creator does have feelings for us, otherwise how do you think he communicates with us? We can see him, but he can't see us, he just has a blurry image in his mind. But we
He can feel all our emotions, so he knows how we feel behind our poker face."
"Okay, okay, I'm just curious about why this guy left Amy alone and suddenly came to see us? Isn't this chapter just a small theater?"
"Of course not, but he had a valid reason for doing it."
"What's the reason? Tell me and see if I can accept it!"
"The epidemic situation in the creator's world is not optimistic. He is very panicked, so he cannot continue to write about the plague world where Amy lives. He can only turn to us to find some happy content."
"...That's it? That's it?"
"Yes, the creators also thought that readers would not want to read stories about plagues at this time."
"What if readers want to read it?"
"The creator will still willfully not write it because he is too panicked to write it."
"...Okay, I accept this reason, but I don't know whether readers will accept it or not!"
"It doesn't matter, Ani, this book has been so casual from the beginning, and the readers are all quantum. A slight change in the observation method can change the reader's preferences."
"This is how you think on behalf of the readers!"
"Ani, raising this kind of question means you haven't seen the essence of things clearly."
Ling Mei picked up the exquisite tea cup and took a sip. The delicate pink leaves were squeezed into a cute shape by the edge of the cup. Even the sound of swallowing the tea was as sweet as tapping a crystal cup. Her beauty is a concept.
Super, she is the embodiment of the concept of "beauty". Even in the civilized world of tentacle monsters with completely different aesthetics, she will still be regarded as the most beautiful existence by the local tentacle planets, unless she takes the initiative to hide herself
The beauty of...
"That's enough for you! There must be a limit to flattery! How can our goddess not be beautiful? Who is not conceptually beautiful! Is it necessary to emphasize her like this!"
"Ani, are you jealous of me? The creator of jealousy only praised me and did not disparage me."
"No! Who would be jealous of you!"
"Then why are you so excited? Aren't you angry with shame?"
"Who is ashamed! I'm just angry that this guy ruined a beautiful morning!"
"Then you can be like me and do whatever you need to do."
Lingmei snapped her fingers and switched the TV channel to the local news in Dream City.
"... crashed into the Temple Square at 7:05 and 38 seconds today, causing a total of 2,814 people on the spacecraft and the ground to die in the accident. According to Mayor Erica, this time
The accident occurred because the captain and first mate of the passenger spacecraft had a fight on the bridge due to emotional issues, and the spacecraft control system was destroyed by an armor-piercing bullet and lost control. The deceased is currently emotionally stable, and a rights protection group has been formed to prepare to sue Pegasus Passenger Transport
The group is expected to hold court in the Central Court in thirty minutes. Citizens who want to watch the excitement please do so as soon as possible and don’t miss the opportunity to see Mayor Erica’s heroic side..."
"Wait...wait a minute! What do you think of this kind of thing, Lingmei! Change the channel, change the channel! The image of our Dream City will be damaged!"
"Why is it damaged? Isn't this kind of news joyful to watch?"
"What's so fun about accidents!"
"Happiness or not depends on the result. Whether it is an accident or death, what people fear is the irreversible negative consequences. If tragedy is destroying beautiful things for you, then comedy is when you see them.
Dig people out of the ruins and let everyone sing and dance."
“Isn’t the core of comedy tragedy?”
"Yes, it is indeed a tragedy for the protagonist, but it is a comedy only from the perspective of the audience. People like to watch other people's misfortunes, and it is human instinct to gloat about others' misfortune."
"but……"
"But there is no tragedy in Dream City. There are no irreversible negative consequences here. Everything is just a process, all results are controllable, and nothing is unchangeable. Without tragic consequences, there will be no more tragedy.
It is a tragedy, but a pure comedy. Even if the person involved may be unhappy for a period of time, when they look back on this tragic experience again after a long time, they can treat it as their own comedy, because they have this
Opportunity. This is unique to the City of Dreams, and it is also the guarantee of happiness."
"However, there is no such guarantee in the creator's world...Those who have experienced tragedy can never view their experiences as comedy because they do not have this opportunity."
"Is such that."
"Tsk~ Didn't we agree that we were here to have fun? Why did you change the serious topic again?"
"The creator is in a world like that, and it's hard for us not to think about reality."
"Don't think about it, don't think about it, let's continue making fun of us! Since we are writing about us, let's find something to do! Let everyone be happy!"