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Chapter 391 NO.154A—ma—zon! (x
Treyson, basement.

What a dreamlike combination.

In fact, in today's rich literary and entertainment works, the basement—a classical architectural design itself is shrouded in many mysteries.

Its veil is dark, often associated with ulterior darkness.

The Treyson prefix, on the other hand, gives it a more directional weirdness.

It all stems from the fact that certain weird literature is strictly forbidden on Umastagram and all but legitimate forums.

The content is often distorted, weird, and even sexual.

It is called a strange document.

Because the characters on the stage are all prototypes of reality, even the names have not been changed, and the content is far more extreme and worse than the usual star entertainment novels, so it was severely culled by the URA Association.

But it is undeniable that it has a considerable number of fans.

Even if that part of readers is only a very small part of Ma Niang's fans.

But considering the base of Ma Niang fans, a very small number of them can still be regarded as a huge group after careful calculation.

And it is also undeniable that, whether they like it or not, Ma Niang fans have read at least one strange document.

As long as you look forward to Ma Niang, like Ma Niang, and try to search for Ma Niang-related content on the Internet, you will more or less know of its existence.

I even came into contact with one or two articles out of curiosity.

Then leave a deep memory!

Mental stimulation always overrides the senses. If you have seen the other party’s posture on the track, on the stage, or in front of the camera, it is hard to say that you have not been stimulated when you see the fan creation going straight to the twist.

And in such a creation, the existence called "basement" is the classic element of the strange document, and it has to be tasted.

Classic use cases: the trainer BB locked in the basement, or the racehorse girl BB.

Of course, most of the latter need to strengthen the shackles, and drugs are also necessary.

This is of course a bit too extreme.

Homa's views on strange documents are very unique. When he reads strange documents, he is not looking at the horse girl, but the author.

For other literature, Homa is not easy to say, after all, he has never written anything, but strange documents, he dared to say that too many authors are doing a kind of catharsis.

It's like a kind of public exposure, or cyber exhibitionism.

Compared with the creation based on Ma Niang herself, many authors of strange documents are more inclined to vent their emotions.

Especially those writers who are too extreme and push too hard.

They have undoubtedly gone astray.

It is not so much Ma Niang's strange document as it is the splash of the author's desire. OOC is not enough to describe this kind of thing.

But it is also these things that made Omer read with gusto in his early years.

He observes the person who wrote the story through the text and the plot, observing the repression of the other party, the lust of the other party, and the hysteria of the other party.

To Homa when he was a teenager at that time, it was undoubtedly a strange and profound observation board.

And it also has a variety of styles - because the creation of strange documents can be regarded as having a long history.

It has been so long that within a few years after the beginning of the promotion of the horse racing event, it has begun to continue one after another.

The heart of human beings who try to taint something has also been from ancient times to the present. The light has become stronger and the shadows have become more sinuous.

However, the novelty of this kind of thing is also exhausted.

Even if it is epilepsy, there are often a large number of people with the same type of epilepsy.

When faeces are following a similar process, the content will no longer be interesting.

As a result, a certain devil sealed up his VIP account (x) for free prostitution annual fees on his illegal website.

It is true that the focus of his reading of strange documents has never been Ma Niang, because fan creations based on living people rather than paper people are always far away from him.

Living people are far more dynamic and malleable than paper people, in other words - more changeable.

To truly understand the other party and based on this, the creation of fanfiction that does not deviate from the person's image, and can be regarded as a source of information by Omer obviously has a very high threshold and cost.

Those who can achieve this step are mostly practitioners in the field of horse racing girls, or even horse racing girls themselves.

Who said Ma Niang can't create companions, or even her own fanbook!
Am I right?Ms. Eri Digital, Ms. Meshiro Dober.

Although some people made a big show of creating a circle name when they were creating, their style was so unique that Aumer could recognize the author at a glance.

Although it is more inclined to comics than literature, it does not prevent Omer from occasionally sneaking off.

Don't tell the truth, Omer still welcomes the masterpieces of this kind of "teacher" with distinctive style.

Regardless of whether it is greasy or crooked, at least it is pretty good analysis material.

After the style is formed, it is easy to identify which of the works are exaggerated creations and which are real people. This may not be a source of information.

But this topic has gone far, after all, the creations of the two teachers obviously will not be mixed into things like the basement.

Gossip aside, these two teachers who can directly wear masks to visit fan shows, but they will not stuff too intense elements such as "basement" into their creations.

Usually there is an obvious gap between fan creation and strange documents, which lies in the word 'weird'.

The strange thing is not necessarily Ma Niang, but the creator's heart.

But as the act of reading progresses, the creator's heart will also infect the reader's heart, and the reader will never forget the weirdness.

People always yearn for weirdness from the bottom of their hearts, as if they can stand out from the unchanging environment.

Omer does not deny that there may be such elements in his heart, but this does not prevent him from resisting the trend in the strange document.

Even though the current situation seems to be getting closer to that direction——

When he followed Tony Bianca into the former site of Teresan, which had been reduced to a large nursing home, many staff members and the elderly who were supported by the staff and pushed the wheelchair greeted her warmly.

Miss Tony Bianca also showed a soft smile and greeted those people back.

This scene looks very warm, and it is said to be a rare sunny day here, so it is even more enthusiastic.

——It also shows a stronger contrast with things like the basement.

This...is a bit familiar...

Omer thought to himself that this kind of prelude to creating a contrast between the front and back was something he had seen a lot in the text, and what followed must be a very pale basement scene...

Can't say it right?
Homa felt that his common sense could also struggle a bit.

The basement or something, maybe it's just an underground parking lot or something.

After all, whether it is the Teresen branch in Yiluo District or the scale of the current nursing home, it can be called a huge scale.

A large building of this level should have a huge underground parking lot.

But generally speaking, underground parking lots are not called basements, right?

And there was still someone waiting for him there...

Homa, who proposed a possibility but quickly overturned it himself, just mechanically echoed the return gift of the Takarazuka Memorial Champion, and nodded at those who greeted him.

He didn't speak, but remained silent, not because he felt that the simultaneous interpretation function of the terminal was not enough, but because he was safe because he said too much.

Even if it wasn't in a dream, Tony Bianca should be a big celebrity in Yiluo District. There were many passers-by on the way here, and he could faintly hear the click of the lens with the flash turned off.

Feel it...Maybe I can be in a magazine tomorrow.

But it doesn't matter, you're used to it, aren't you?

Umastagram's new news pop-up window also has new weather every day. When I have no news, some extreme fans of horse racing girls will visit the homepage every day.

Omer fully understood the frequent sighs of the dean of his alma mater.

Parents and those who pretend to be parents are more troublesome than controlling students, right?

In this way, while running the train in my mind, I walked with Tony Bianca to the large backyard of the nursing home.

There are still traces of the runway here, and there are mottled white lines in the desolate grassland, but the representative of the Yiluo District led him to a certain white line, and then trampled heavily on the ground he stood on.

"?"

Omo looked at the sink where her foot landed in surprise, and also saw the passage that opened in front of the two of them immediately after that.

Such an abrupt mechanism inevitably made him look back at those old people who were still basking in the sun under the eaves. Many of them were looking at this side, and perhaps some with good eyesight could clearly see the sudden scene here.

"They are all used to it. Not everyone can come to this nursing home." Tony Bianca said lightly.

That is to say, the convalescents have been screened, right?

Turning his head back, he walked down the not-so-dark stairs step by step with the horse girl who whispered "Follow me".

The roads have their own luminous lines, and the walls are composed of uniform tiles and metal, which looks quite technological.

Sure enough, you want to go wrong, right?
Omer thought.

The staircase in this painting style does not seem like an underground passage leading to some twisted and frantic place.

And it should be in the middle of the name of the basement, adding the word 'experiment'.

But it didn't feel like it went anywhere legally, although there was one at his firm.

But when the passage was all the way down, and the two sides were no longer just walls that obstructed the view, but gradually showed a surge of hot air that was more intense than Ji Xia Zhiyue, he was taken aback again.

I saw the flowing lava below that was not suitable for the depth, and I also saw the crowded crowds in the distance.

It looks very crowded.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the miniature electronic arena surrounded by the crowd. There are huge projections on it that are clearer than human figures. There are humans, horse girls, and monsters inside.

Fighting arena?

No... this level is already considered a battle royale...

This scene reminded Omer of some unconfirmed rumors he had seen on Ma Niang-related forums.

"Shouldn't there be some explanation at this time?"

"The welcome and explanation should be left to the owner here, I'm just helping to guide the way."

"Then who is the owner here?"

"Here." Tony Bianca raised his hand and pointed to the distance.

Amo followed the trend: "...Isn't she an extreme eastern horse girl from Anmei District?"

"There are places like this in Jiemen District."

"I thought I knew enough about the Jiemen area...Is it the foreign land?"

"Ah."

"No wonder." Omer nodded.

He really didn't know that place well.

"But I didn't expect her to continue to be a Kanban outside the school."

Looking at the blue-haired and dark-skinned horse girl standing upright, Aoma still couldn't hold back from uttering these words.

The shape is obvious, the roaring Amazonian wave, the head of the Central Teresan Miurao.

Hishi Amazon

　By the way, yesterday was Amazon's birthday, but unfortunately I was jailed by the old man yesterday, and then I will go to the car and plane tomorrow (sigh
　　The monthly ticket is almost [-]. Let’s pray that a wave of box express delivery will be fine.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)