Free Web NovelChapter 584: Chapter 444: Qiao Biluo the Second?
"I won’t, I refuse, I don’t think I can do it." Chen Ze immediately shook his head, what kind of international joke was this, asking him to participate? Even if it was something more serious than Grandma Qiao Biluo’s live stream fail.
You see, Chen Ze himself was just an ordinary person who at best looked a bit above average, not to mention that even if you hired a top-notch makeup artist and stylist, it wouldn’t be possible to transform into the look that Hastur was live streaming with now.
Chen Ze glanced at Hastur and saw how perfect Hastur’s face was, looking just like an otherworldly beauty, and that too with the looks of a first love. Otherwise, how do you think those followers increased so rapidly? Was it not because the current Hastur could score a hundred and twenty out of a hundred for looks?
Chen Ze definitely didn’t believe that those who called Hastur "wife" were there for Hastur’s gaming skills.
Chen Ze had watched Hastur play League of Legends before. Although Hastur had reached the Diamond rank, who knew whether Hastur was holding back or what, but then Hastur just muddled through at the Diamond rank with a really high win rate, carrying the whole game no matter the position played.
But with so many game streamers, especially those playing League of Legends, why was Hastur the most stand-out? It wasn’t the play but Hastur’s long legs.
As for Chen Ze, just put on some beach shorts to reveal a pair of hairy legs. If Chen Ze went out in a JK uniform or in a Hastur-style second dimension fashion, he felt sure he could hit the trending searches and instantly blow up the internet, knocking a host of celebrities off the hot search list.
"Just hear me out, I obviously can’t let you go like this. If you did, I guess half of my fans would drop," Hastur said with hollow eyes, looking at Chen Ze. It must be said that after this period of live streaming, Hastur had become more and more skilled at acting cute and managing facial expressions.
"So what are you suggesting?" Chen Ze frowned and looked at Hastur, always feeling that things couldn’t be that simple, but for the moment not knowing exactly where the problem lay.
"Here’s the thing: although I can’t descend into your world, I can give you an item of mine. Then, remotely through this item, I can transform you into my current look. Plus, I’ll be able to see what’s happening around you. In other words, put on this necklace, and you become the Gundam, while I’m the pilot inside, you got it?" Hastur took out a very plain necklace, the kind that you could buy for nineteen yuan on the street.
"I refuse," Chen Ze immediately said, feeling this was even worse. And if he turned into Hastur, getting back to himself would be a problem, not to mention attending the gala, for which Chen Ze would need to prepare to fly. Flying with that face, Chen Ze didn’t have the kind of ID card for it.
"Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything else for you," Hastur said, sensing Chen Ze’s hesitation. When Hastur first drilled that hole, it wasn’t just for the internet cable; Hastur had been up to some sneaky business too.
"It’s precisely because you say that, that I’m refusing, hey!" Chen Ze shook his head, deciding to return to his own kitchen and continue perfecting his dishes.
"I can agree to three conditions, as long as they’re within my capabilities," Hastur said somewhat anxiously. Recently, many in Hastur’s live stream favored going off script, saying that Hastur is actually a deceptive photogenic streamer, the second coming of Qiao Biluo.
So Hastur needed to make an appearance at the gala to establish the persona of a second-dimension beautiful young girl.
Chen Ze stopped in his tracks, feeling quite tempted by the exchange. Three conditions—that was a lot, especially coming from Hastur. Chen Ze could even ask Hastur to promote Lafra to the Divine King of that world, and Nyarlathotep probably wouldn’t have any objections.
"Add a fierce Silver Wing!" Hastur immediately brought out his second bargaining chip. freēwēbnovel.com
"Deal, so I’ll attend the party for you, but you handle everything else yourself," Chen Ze nodded, then picked up the necklace. After all, he was just going to take a look, get some free food and drinks, and have the chance to take photos with the other pigeon grandmas he liked, so why not? fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
"Tsk tsk, you humans really are the ’no net tossed until the fish is seen’ kind," Hastur put down his spoon. He had finished his curry pork chop rice, dealt with his business, and next, he was going to make an announcement in the live stream room.
"Welcome to come again," Chen Ze said cheerily, waving Hastur off as he sent the generous customer on his way.
"Manager, I’m hungry~" Just as he turned around, Chen Ze saw Betty looking pitifully at him.
"Right, right," Chen Ze chuckled, shaking his head. Indeed, this version of Betty seemed more normal. If Betty suddenly lost her appetite one day, that would be rather worrying.
Chen Ze returned to the kitchen and placed the necklace in the cupboard. Hastur had told him that the event at the little station was just a few days away, and Chen Ze might have to go for two days. If that were the case, the restaurant might have to close for two days.
So in the end, Chen Ze said he would only go for one day and only attend the evening event. This way, Chen Ze wouldn’t have to stop business, just close a little earlier than usual.
Hastur agreed to Chen Ze’s proposal. After all, they only needed to talk with the staff of the little station, and it was done. They wouldn’t force him to participate in subsequent activities. They needed Hastur to show up, to make an appearance, to let those who cry "wife" every day have a look.
"Manager, I didn’t expect you would actually go," Betty said, standing to the side, quickly washing dishes. Betty was getting more and more adept at being a waitress, at least not as clumsy as before, causing someone to suffocate.
"Why wouldn’t I go? Three conditions, and I still can’t interfere with the affairs of your world, so for whatever reason, I will go," Chen Ze said, twisting his wrist, and then started preparing today’s dishes.
Chen Ze had managed to figure out the Magic Crispy Rice before, and now he planned to research the Soul-Calming Buns, a dish from his rival’s repertoire. However, Chen Ze thought it had a lot of sentimental value, so he decided to try making it first. If he could meet the young chef later, he would have the young chef cook a few of his best dishes for him to see.
As long as the heat of Tokyo lives up to its name, Chen Ze felt learning the young chef’s dishes wouldn’t be a difficult task.
"Come to think of it, Chef Elou Cat has not come for quite a while," Chen Ze missed the cat chef a little.
