Live broadcast: My courtyard is a treasure chest

Chapter 11 Why is it always called Ma?

[Okay, I listen to you! 】

At this time, the system was easy to talk to, and there was no awkwardness at all when Zhang Ruixuan refused to agree to live broadcast.

[Here, there is a panel here. You can ask me to take a look at it when you have time! 】

[Name: Zhang Ruixuan (Note: This bastard is hopeless)
  Number of fans: 0 (note: no live broadcast is started, so what fans are there)
  Inheritance value: 2.5 (Note: This is the only one that can be read. What does this kid know? Yes, he is still good at festivals. Can the words like a dog crawling be counted as calligraphy?)

Points: 0 (Note: I still owe money for the simulator)
  Number of live broadcasts: 0 (Note: This stupid boy still hasn’t realized who’s idea made this world like this. He will starve to death sooner or later)

Others: The redemption mall has not been opened yet (Note: It would be strange if it can be opened)]

Zhang Ruixuan had a bad mind and bad eyesight. He subconsciously stretched out his thumb and index finger to enlarge the screen. Without poking at the display panel, he staggered and almost fell to pieces!
  [Hey, hey, wait a moment, I forgot to hide the note, please wait a moment! 】

Seeing such a large panel disappear in front of his eyes, Zhang Ruixuan didn't even have the time to frown and complain. The system showed Zhang Ruixuan the modified panel - nothing special, it just made the remarks visible to people, not Zhang Ruixuan. All the comments have been deleted.

"What does 2.5 mean?"

[I don’t know, it’s not 250 anyway. Why are you anxious? I'm not in a hurry yet. If it weren't for your grandfather, who would care about your life or death? 】

"My grandfather?"

[Oh, this has nothing to do with you. Your grandfather was kind to me. 】

"what?"

[It has been broadcasted. There are 0 people in the live broadcast room now. The hunting is being broadcast live next door, and the next door seems to be a robot]

"what?"

[Okay, a person came into the live broadcast room just now, and you scared him out again]

"So they can't understand me, what should I do?" Zhang Ruixuan suddenly realized that he relied on his mother's subconscious trust in him to teach his mother to speak.

But in this online society, how much trust can there be between people? If he had the skills, he wouldn't be beaten offline - then the courtyard that his grandfather had protected for so long would be gone, and he wouldn't be able to explain himself to himself even if he died.

[With that simulator here, I...I guarantee that nothing will happen to Siheyuan. Haven't you noticed that every time you relive your life, all the content will be refreshed? 】

"Oh." Zhang Ruixuan didn't know when the system became so easy to talk to and didn't continue to harass people. "Then tell me how I can broadcast live."

[Just do whatever you plan to do...]

Seeing that the system had returned to its usual tone, Zhang Ruixuan knew that he would get no help from the former.

[Hello host, is there anything I can do to help the host? 】

I was frustrated with the system just now, and a so-called 'simulator' popped up on my computer. I don't know why I was so crazy that I was dragged into such a world. Now it seems to be here to help me. '.

But for these two people, one of them has a stronger Beijing accent than himself and never stopped to kiss himself, while the other seems to be a polite and mechanical existence. It is difficult for Zhang Ruixuan not to recognize these two non-human species who send messages one after another. into one.

"What do you mean by the loan you mentioned last time?"

[The host has restarted its third life, and the second debt will not be calculated]

[Does the host need a loan now? In one life, three language translations are given for free. Each time you use it thereafter, you need to use 1000 points. The credit value of the host's last life can be borrowed to 800 points, and this time it is downgraded to points]

[Reason for credit downgrade: The host has unpaid loans]

Zhang Ruixuan was so stunned that he stared at the computer screen for a long time, until the text on the screen became blurry due to visual out-of-focus: "System!"

"System, let me ask you something!"       "System!"

[Hey, it’s coming, it’s coming, don’t act like you’re urging me, there are three people in the live broadcast room now, why don’t you seize the opportunity? 】

"You can talk about the live broadcast room later. Do you two have the same points?"

【Pass】

"Then, can you exchange the points it can lend to me for food here?"

[Cannot exchange, the points mall cannot be opened if it has less than 1000 points]

Zhang Ruixuan now really has reason to suspect that these two are basically the same thing, and now they are working together to make fun of him!

"Okay, okay, let's go live now!"

After the last experience, Zhang Ruixuan knew where to find his piece of paper. After clearing the table three times, five times and two times, Zhang Ruixuan began to call "Mom" to the air.

[Here, here, the camera is over here! 】

"Which way is this?"

【East! Look east! 】

But after all these preparations were completed, the number of people in the live broadcast room had increased to more than forty.

"Yeah, mom, mom."

"Mother.",

"Look, this word, mom, this word is also mom." Zhang Ruixuan wrote simplified and traditional Chinese on the paper, both with the word 'mother', trying to use this evolution to make the live broadcast room audience who are still stuck in hieroglyphics What underlying logic can be found in it?

[There is a comment here that may be useful to you. Do you need the simulator to translate it for you for free? 】

"Okay, but I'll say the ugly things first. If it's useless, you have to pay me the points!"

[Okay, you are obsessed with money! 】

Going in and out of the live broadcast room, half an hour has passed and no points have been increased. It has been two minutes, and the system said that the comments that need to be translated are not seen... Zhang Ruixuan leaned back on the e-sports chair and planned to It can be done for a while.

"No, just wait a minute!" Zhang Ruixuan suddenly thought of something and pushed himself up from the chair as if he was electrocuted. "Can you contact that simulator?"

【can】

[The translator comes: There is something strange in this man’s room. What is he writing? horse? Why does he keep calling the horse? 】

The system probably didn't intend to continue answering Zhang Ruixuan's question, so it sent over the comment it had translated.

[Friendly reminder, in ancient times, we didn’t call mom so early. You should know that the hieroglyphs for one and two are oracle bones. You can weigh it yourself! 】

"Mother? Then I should write mother?"

"mother……"

Not to mention, the system's words helped Zhang Ruixuan a lot. After all, he was forced by his mother to learn calligraphy for two days. The oldest writing Zhang Ruixuan has ever come into contact with is seal script. Now he can write three liangs according to the gourd and the gourd. As for whether it will be useful, Zhang Ruixuan can only give it a try. , try it first before talking!

　Off-topic: After finishing this plot, the male protagonist can start to do serious things, and his personal abilities are limited...

　　
  　
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