You said you were going to make games, how did you become the richest man without doing anything?

Chapter 152 Are Stockings Such Inconvenient Things? (Please Order)
Fortunately, Mo Xiaoxuan did not stop and continued her catwalk show.

At this moment, thick mist began to rise on the stage, appearing mysterious and enchanting under the light.

Mo Xiaoxuan walked lightly like a cat, and suddenly, there was a slight tearing sound from her stockings.

It turned out that the organizer was using dry ice for cooling, and the temperature on the stage dropped sharply, causing the stockings to break.

The torn textures outline charming curves.
The sound of stockings being torn reached her ears, and a shy blush appeared on her cheeks.

This scene excited the audience, who gave warm applause and whistles.

The LSPs in the live broadcast room were also stunned: "Damn, this organizer is too good!"

Seeing that Mo Xiaoxuan's mood might be affected, Wang Fanqie excitedly shouted: "Hold on, Miss Mo, have confidence in yourself!"

As an old gentleman, he randomly selected a speech bullet from the entry library, aimed his crosshairs at the other party, and launched a verbal attack:

"How can stockings be so inconvenient!"

Biu~
This verbal attack hit Mo Xiaoxuan right on target.

[Mo Xiaoxuan's courage and mood value increase]

Mo Xiaoxuan's body trembled, and she smiled slightly at Wang Fanqie, and the light in her eyes became firm again.

She continued to walk down the catwalk, each step like a dancing wave, her movements smooth and confident.

The white mist wrapped around her like a mysterious veil, making her look even more charming and attractive, like a goddess dancing in the ocean.

In the audience, applause and cheers rose and fell, like waves pouring down for her.

Just when Mo Xiaoxuan became the focus of everyone on the stage, suddenly, a stronger wind blew on the stage.

She had to use her hands harder to hold the hem of her skirt to prevent it from being blown away completely by the wind.

The live broadcast room was flooded with comments: "Nice, well done, stage director, just do it! We love watching it!"

Seeing that Mo Xiaoxuan's mood was about to be affected again,

Wang Fanqie comforted him righteously:

"It's okay, Miss Xiaoxuan, don't be afraid to show off some of the beautiful scenery under your clothes, because——"

A hint of mystery appeared on his face, and he started talking nonsense:

"The path to salvation lies within it."

The comments said: "I always feel like you are driving, but I have no evidence."

After the strong wind passed, Mo Xiaoxuan let down her skirt, maintained her elegant steps, and continued to look ahead with a smile.

However, the fashion show host obviously did not want to give up the opportunity to tease the beauty easily.

From the loudspeaker, the host's excited voice came:
"Oh! This contestant Mo Xiaoxuan's profile is very interesting. The gender column says: 'Unknown.'"

This sudden news instantly made the audience boil over. Everyone leaned over to look at the stage, and all kinds of speculations and ridicules were heard.

"Is she a cute boy?" someone asked doubtfully.

Mo Xiaoxuan's cheeks were redder than ever. She frantically smoothed the hem of her skirt with her hands, trying to maintain her composure, but her red eyes still revealed panic, like a frightened bird.

This scene made the audience burst into laughter and they gave warm applause.

In the live broadcast room, a burst of joy emerged on the barrage:
"My wife Xiaoxuan is so cute~"

"Cuteness is justice. Does gender really matter?"

In order to maintain the other party's emotions, Wang Fanqie fired five consecutive mouth cannons in one breath:
"If you say that, I won't be sleepy anymore!"

"Boys can be cute too~"

"Stockings and miniskirts were originally invented for men~"

"Even though her clothes are not yet white, her fragrance is still beautiful; even though a beauty has no time to put on makeup, she is still beautiful~"

"Xiaoxuan's gender is Xiaoxuan!"

A series of five consecutive mouth cannons were fired, making Mo Xiaoxuan look extremely charming and attractive.

Her sweet smile bloomed from the bottom of her heart, as if at this moment, she had forgotten the hustle and bustle around her and was only focused on this joy.

……

The host then announced the final ranking.

When the champion was announced, the spotlight focused on Mo Xiaoxuan. She smiled slightly, waved to the screen, and made a heart sign with her hands, which immediately captivated the LSPs in the live broadcast room.

After Mo Xiaoxuan won, a sharing platform popped up in front of Wang Fanqie.

The game's fitting sharing function is officially unlocked.

Players can share the different styles and makeup plans they try on with friends and exchange fashion tips.

If the solution is used more frequently, you can also get monetary rewards.

After watching the catwalk show on Phantom Fashion Street, the comments were full of praise:
"Brothers, this is such a feast for the eyes! This is a real urban game!"

"Indeed, look at the thighs of those female characters, wow..."

“I feel like it could be just a fashion designer simulator!”

"Also, have you noticed that, after playing Teacher Tomato for a while now, the game's graphics are even more detailed than they were at the exhibition."

"Yeah, when I first saw Taoyuan Township's Weibo, I thought they were just playing it down."

“I finally found a game that satisfies all my fantasies about fashion games.”

"What's even more terrifying is that today's gameplay is just the tip of the iceberg of this massive urban game..."

……

After returning to the abandoned industrial area, Mo Xiaoxuan led everyone to a secret room behind the warehouse.

In a dim corner of the warehouse, Mo Xiaoxuan placed the award-winning fashion on the tray of a mysterious instrument.

Her fingers tapped the surface of the instrument.
Under the light of the instrument, the clothes emitted a soft glow. Suddenly, a wandering soul-like energy shuttled freely through the fabric, like a shimmering blue spider web, sometimes condensing, sometimes dispersing, unpredictable.

"This is the 'connection of thoughts', a mysterious spiritual energy that can connect the thoughts between people and build a special connection. They were originally the energy nodes used by Shenyi Company to maintain the spiritual network.

You can understand it as the relay router of Yanling Network.

The real reason for my trip to attend this fashion show is to obtain this piece of fate."

Wang Fanqie asked curiously, "How do you know it's at the fashion show?"

"Not long ago, the control center of the Word Spirit Network exploded high in the tower of Shenyi Company's headquarters. Heart connections were scattered throughout the streets of New Alfaka City. I happened to observe one of them fall here."

Mo Xiaoxuan's voice gradually became low. She folded her hands and looked at Marilyn Mengyuan, her eyes flashing with indescribable complex emotions.

There is both pity and fear.

"Everyone who has the ability to talk nonsense is a terminal node in this city's vast network of words and spirits.

Every citizen's emotions, thoughts, and even dreams flow through this energy network. And Shenyi Company, by manipulating these lines, controls the fate of the entire city."

The nodes of each area are summarized by the thoughts and feelings.

And this little girl named Marilyn controls all the thoughts and connections. You can understand that she is the core of the entire network.

Marilyn's physique allows her to resonate strongly with the Word Spirit Particles.

If you want to truly free her from the constraints of the Word Spirit Network, you have to collect all the thoughts and connections."

There was a hint of excitement in Mo Xiaoxuan's tone.

Her fingers gently touched Marilyn's forehead, as if reading her heart.

Marilyn just stared around curiously with her cute big, harmless eyes.

"Right now, the Word Spirit Network has an effective control rate of 70% over New Afaka City. We must completely seize control of the Word Spirit Network before this number reaches 100%, thereby counterattacking Shenyi Company and saving every soul in this city.

This is a battle for the future, and it determines more than just the fate of a city.

As for the Milk Group I created, collecting scrap is just a superficial business. Our real purpose is to organize the forces to counterattack Shen Yi."

There was a hint of determination in Mo Xiaoxuan's voice.

"Who is your real identity? Why do you know so much?" Wang Fanqie asked curiously.

The other party left him with a mysterious back.

"When the time is right, you will know."

Wang Fanqie was stunned: "Good fellow, you want to play Riddler for me too?"

(End of this chapter)