Just as the livestream was about to reach the most critical part, the screen suddenly paused and fell into a black screen.
Countless viewers who were watching: ???
Why did it stop? I was just about to get to the good part?
——[The host has initiated a poll. Poll question: Do you think March 7th can eat the Trailblazer?]
——[Please make your choice. Those who answer correctly will receive no reward. Those who answer incorrectly will face punishment (Hint: The punishment will differ depending on the person~)]
Viewers: ?
There's actually an interaction segment?
[Big Herta: Hmph, given this situation, even an idiot from the Clown Club would know what to choose.]
[March 7th: L-Lady Herta, don't say it so bluntly!]
[Big Herta: What are you worried about? It's just one of countless multiverses anyway. Not to mention just you and the little gray-haired one, even me and Silver Wolf are possible (calm).]
[Silver Wolf: Hey hey hey! Don't drag me into this! I don't want anything to do with you, not even a little.]
[Big Herta: Tsk… I was just giving examples. Why are you all automatically inserting yourselves? (emoji·genius disdain)]
[Stelle: By the way, what will the punishment be…?]
——[Livestream prompt: Please vote as soon as possible! Otherwise a random choice will be made!]
...
"So, I just need to choose 'Yes', right?"
In Klipoth Fortress, Bronya sat on the high-back chair and asked the girl beside her.
She had gotten used to discussing everything with the person next to her.
Seele sat on the desk in front of Bronya with her legs crossed, arms folded across her chest, and said indifferently: "Just pick whatever you want, don't dawdle. You know me."
Seele had always been decisive and never dragged things out. This solid way of doing things matched well with Bronya.
"Although in theory that's correct, still… I always feel like there will be a twist." Bronya stroked her chin with great interest and said, "Anyway, it's just my personal intuition."
"Tch." Seele curled her lip: "You've already chosen, you can't change it now."
"No problem. Consider it hedging my bets. To be honest, I'm quite curious what this 'punishment' will be."
...
——[Time's up. The answer will now be revealed.]
——Ring ring ring!
Just as Bronya's intuition predicted, right at the critical moment of the plot, a phone ringtone suddenly sounded, very abruptly interrupting this "exchange."
The caller ID clearly showed Dan Heng's name.
[Dan Heng: …Should I call this unfortunate or fortunate?]
[March 7th: Whew— Thank goodness, thank goodness…]
[Sparkle: …We actually guessed wrong.]
[Big Herta: Cough cough… For a genius, failure is more valuable than success.]
Quite a few people guessed wrong. After all, such unexpected events are unpredictable. Right or wrong was purely luck.
——[Livestream prompt: Punishment has been issued. Please check it.]
Astral Express.
Stelle looked at the words "Punishment in progress" on the screen and suddenly felt an inexplicable panic in her heart. Thinking of this, she grabbed March 7th with her left hand and Dan Heng with her right, and said seriously: "Friends, quick! Give me shields!"
March 7th/Dan Heng: ...
Dan Heng said somewhat helplessly: "Relax. It's just a livestream after all. Even if there's some big shot behind it, they won't specifically target you. Take it easy…"
As soon as he finished speaking, a trash can in the corner of the parlor car suddenly grew four limbs. Without anyone noticing, it fiercely elbowed Stelle in the waist…
Stelle looked at the trash can in disbelief: "?? Why?"
Her trash can had betrayed her!
Belobog.
Pong!
Seele rubbed her eyes and stared blankly at Bronya. "Hm? Strange, why do you suddenly seem taller?"
In the blink of an eye, Seele felt everything around her had become bigger, and her clothes had become loose…
Wait… It wasn't that the things around her had grown bigger — she had become smaller!
Was this the "punishment" for choosing wrong? What kind of sorcery is this? Turning someone small from a distance?!
Bronya silently looked at the kid-sized Seele, the corner of her mouth twitching. "Maybe you just got shorter?"
"What?! T-This is too weird!" Seele examined her current body: "I won't stay like this forever, right?"
Bronya looked at the "Punishment Countdown" in the livestream and said: "No, it seems you'll return to normal once the time is up."
As she spoke, she couldn't help reaching out and patting Seele's head.
Seele instantly "cat puffing up": "You jerk, don't pat my head!"
"…So cute though."
Herta Space Station.
Herta silently waited for the "punishment" to arrive. Unlike the others, her intuition told her that the person behind this livestream was at least an Emanator-level existence. Even she, a genius, had no way to escape the so-called "punishment."
But so what? Herta had long been interested in the person behind the livestream. If it really was a power that could affect her, it would instead spark her curiosity!
"..."
However, after waiting quietly for more than ten seconds, nothing happened to Herta.
Hm?
I guessed wrong? It's just a simple prank? That's not impossible… No, my intuition can't be wrong…
Just as she thought this, the next second, a Herta puppet rushed in panic and shouted: "Bad news, Lady Herta! Last month's research experiment application lost money again! The budget exploded, and today's fiscal deficit has directly broken the previous record high!"
"What?!"
Herta's expression changed. The budget exceeded again?
But the next second, the genius's wisdom immediately gave her the fastest solution: "Go find Asta to handle it!"
Herta puppet: "Yes!"
Penacony.
Sparkle stood on the street of Golden Hour with a puzzled look. Even as a well-traveled veteran Masked Fool, she couldn't help feeling confused at this moment —
How did she suddenly appear in Penacony?
The "Tavern" was who knows how many light-years away from the Asdana system. How did she complete a jump between two completely unrelated places in an instant?
And all of this came from a "punishment" in a livestream?
Just how much power did the person behind this livestream have? To be able to perform ultra-long-distance teleportation in an instant… Was it a genius who specializes in the teleportation field? Or has the Aeon of Trailblaze been resurrected?
Heh…
The corners of Sparkle's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a playful and frenzied smile: If it really is like that, then wouldn't it be… way too much fun?
As a qualified Masked Fool, what Sparkle thought about at this moment was not whether it was dangerous, but whether there was fun to be had.
"Hm?"
At this moment, Sparkle was suddenly attracted by the cheers of passersby. She turned her head and saw many strangely shaped people crowding around a highly anticipated figure, shouting loudly: "Mr. Gallagher! We love you!"
Sparkle: ???
Although it does seem quite fun, but… why do I have a bad premonition?