Sister Zhou agreed without hesitation. "Sure! You think I don't know you? You just want to watch me wailing at the screen and bursting into tears, right? Fine, you win if you're after a laugh. But Xiao N, a word of warning: that boss of yours who loves messing with people's heads has pretty hardcore tastes."
Xiao N ducked her head, sneaking a glance at Lin Yuhao, her voice barely louder than a mosquito's buzz. "...It's okay. I can take it."
Sister Zhou choked on her words.
Silence hung in the air for two seconds.
Suddenly, a child's angry shout rang out in the distance.
"Turn all creation!"
All three turned their heads in unison.
Several children were playing enthusiastically by the roadside, imitating the way Fu Hua tilted her head in the CG and shouting that famous line at the top of their lungs.
Honkai Impact 3rd was now immensely popular in China.
Although these kids couldn't afford in-game purchases, they were the game's future core audience.
Children represented tomorrow.
When they resonated with this art style and were deeply drawn into the story.
Once they grew up, this cultural influence would become mainstream.
Lin Yuhao gazed at the children's smiling faces.
Warmth welled in his eyes. "I wonder whether these stories have planted seeds of growth in their hearts."
Sister Zhou stared at Lin Yuhao's profile.
For some reason, her heart skipped a beat.
An indescribable feeling quietly took root.
What kind of soul did this man harbor? Why was he so determined to write chapters like these? What did the ideal world in his mind look like?
Curiosity grew like weeds, leaving her chest tight.
By the time she came to her senses, Xiao N was already at the door, waving goodbye.
Lin Yuhao's figure disappeared beyond