You are not monster girls!

Chapter 116 The reward mechanism must be strictly enforced, otherwise (4k)

Since that movie, Bai Mengqing has forever lost the relaxed state of mind that allowed her to slap her thigh without restraint.

With Lin Muran around, Xia Li wouldn't do anything outrageous to Bai Mengqing, but even through the sunglasses, the dragon could feel the intense killing intent from its "natural enemy."

Despite the warning, Lin Muran still slapped his thigh. There was no particular reason; he simply felt it felt really good.

Lin Muran had previously suggested putting himself in his shoes, saying that since his legs were covered in scales, he wouldn't feel anything if he were slapped, so it wouldn't be a problem for him to slap him. But now he was unwilling.

This must be what ordinary people call "acting up."

So, in order not to photograph the wrong person, she started to take a look and lock onto the target. However, this also gave Lin Muran a chance to dodge. The dragon's accuracy was not as high as before, and she could only sulk until the movie screening ended.

Compared to skirting the edges, taking a hardcore approach makes it easier to get censored and restricted. So Lin Muran, who makes a series of ghost movies, has an idea for the content framework of his new video. He will continue the previous combination of pranks and skirting the edges, but the main character of Ghost Princess should be based on a two-dimensional image that is familiar to the public.

As for the supporting characters who cause trouble, that depends on how much Bai Mengqing and Xia Li have just absorbed.

"Bai Mengqing, I've sent the video requirements to your phone. Please make a few design drafts and let me take a look."

With a mobile phone, the dragon no longer needs to occupy the computer before it starts writing, allowing Xia Li more time to slowly write the copy that is simply not meant for anyone to read.

This time, in addition to the core Ghost Princess character illustration, there are other requirements for illustrations that involve turning terrifying and bizarre characters into cute girls, and then the specific style will be adjusted according to Bai Mengqing's final design draft.

After all, Ghost Princess is different from Monster Girl; there are no readily available real-world examples to refer to.

To resonate with readers, we need to start with general impressions. Therefore, the production process for this video was reversed from the past, shifting from copywriting-driven to drawing-driven.

"Aren't you going to draw a version for me first?"

After watching so many horror movies, Bai Mengqing felt they were all very formulaic, and compared to the monster species in her previous videos, they didn't have any novelty or exciting elements.

When she heard that she was to do all the design herself, and that she was going to design a ghost that was not particularly special to begin with, she was immediately in a dilemma.

The simpler something is, the harder it is to design it to stand out.

Bai Mengqing had a deep understanding of this point after working with Lin Muran on so many designs.

"I've sent you the reference images along with the requirements. After you've looked at them, just design according to your own ideas and requirements."

Seeing that the dragon looked very insecure, Lin Muran deliberately asked in return, "With the dragon's intelligence and your superb drawing skills, shouldn't you be able to do this kind of design with ease?"

“Hmm,” Bai Mengqing pondered for a moment, then suddenly her eyes lit up: “That’s true.”

With Lin Muran backing me up, what do I have to be afraid of? I can just start drawing freely.

She had never experienced the sense of security and freedom that came with being able to paint freely over there, but she never expected to feel it while "working" under Lin Muran's guidance. It was definitely the right thing to stick with him.

"After all, this is a work we created together, and your opinion is a crucial element."

Seeing that Bai Mengqing's expression had softened, Lin Muran continued, "With such a top-notch artist at the helm, if there are still problems, then it must be that I've made a mistake in the overall direction."

"That goes without saying!!"

Bai Mengqing's expression grew brighter as she listened to Lin Muran speak, until finally she stopped Lin Muran, saying, "Actually, Lin Muran, you didn't do anything wrong, so there's no need to belittle yourself."

Lin Muran:???

I was just being modest, but you took it seriously.

Just as Lin Muran was about to explain, Bai Mengqing picked up Manbo and headed towards her room, slamming the door shut. Before he could even sigh, she quietly opened the door a crack and peeked out, saying, "Even if you're a good-for-nothing, I'll still support you by drawing. After all, you can help me clean up the trash and cook."

"No, you."

boom!
Before she could finish speaking, the door slammed shut again, leaving Lin Muran and Xia Li alone in the living room. Judging from their appearance, they had gone to paint.

"Those who play tactics have dirty minds," Emperor Roar said with utter contempt.

"If you want this dragon to work properly, you need to use a small whip and a big radish." Lin Muran, who had been speechless before, explained to Xia Li with great pride.

First, ask her a question, then flatter her, and finally help her take the blame. This way, Bai Mengqing can unleash 1000% of her strength.

This dragon is incredibly easy to understand.

After nearly a month of getting to know each other, Lin Muran has perfectly mastered the "Bai Mengqing User Manual".

To maximize the other person's abilities, you should talk to them like this.

"Sigh, capitalism." Emperor Roar said, his heart trembling at his elder brother's actions.

After watching Xia Li watch Bai Mengqing being completely manipulated by Lin Muran, she felt that her brother's monster expert should be renamed spirit beast expert.

She felt that if her master had revealed his identity that day, it might not have been as simple as just being scared out of his wits by Lin Muran.

"It doesn't feel as good as Meituan."

Lin Muran planned to have Xia Li look at other anime and games related to ghost girls to continue accumulating material. What Xia Li needed to do now was to keep up with her in terms of the overall creative ideas so that she could be able to work independently later.

Moreover, only Lin Muran, who returned from another world, can grasp the framework and style of the "Monster Tales" series. If Xia Li wants to be the core and grasp the overall situation, she would have to start a new series.

"Lin Muran, I need Xia Li's help."

Just as Lin Muran was pondering, Bai Mengqing poked her dragon head out from the doorway again, her tone hesitant, as if she had undergone a great mental struggle before speaking.

"what?"

"I need Xia Li to describe what a ghost looks like. All the movies feel the same, I can't find a breakthrough." Bai Mengqing shrank her head further, only revealing two sunset-colored light bulbs.

Lin Muran thought that since painting was the main focus anyway, Xia Li might have some new experiences while watching Bai Mengqing paint.

Moreover, the formulaic ghosts really hinder the expansion of ideas. Xia Li, a spirit beast who has actually seen ghosts, might be able to come up with some new ideas.

"Xia Li?"

Xia Li didn't say anything, but shook her gray cat ears and naturally stretched out her little paws towards Lin Muran.

Lin Muran naturally shook hands with her.

Xia Li paused for a moment, swung her tail around, and then stretched out her other paw.

To be shaken.

"What are you two doing?"

Bai Mengqing had already retreated back into the room, but after looking around for a while without seeing anyone, she poked her head out again and saw Lin Muran and Xia Li clapping their hands back and forth.

"That's what I wanted to ask too."

Lin Muran initially thought Xia Li wanted her to lead her, but unexpectedly, the other woman extended her other hand, and not only that, she grabbed it but also refused to follow. "Big brother must pay me for speaking. Emperor Roar, sensing he would say a lot in the future, is demanding payment in advance." As she spoke, Xia Li secretly scratched Lin Muran's palm with her soft fingers.

"Would two pieces of pure chocolate be enough?"

Xia Li scratched it three more times.

"One price, two and a half yuan." Lin Muran looked at Xia Li secretly looking down at him with her golden eyes: "There's no room for negotiation when it comes to being cute."

If you can get three yuan just by talking, how will this reward mechanism continue to be maintained?

Tips: When training monsters, strictly adhering to the reward and punishment system is a bottom line that must be followed.

For example, with succubi, if they are obedient, you should give them one reward a day. If they exceed the limit, you should give them one more reward. You should never give them more rewards just because they are cute or acting pitiful. Otherwise, the initial reward and constraint mechanism will be invalidated, and their life will unknowingly be on the path to death.

Lin Muran had a senior colleague who partnered with a succubus to run a tavern. As long as the daily revenue target was met, he would give the succubus two gifts.

One day, when the expeditionary soldiers returned, the tavern's revenue increased 20 times in a single day. The old man got drunk and drank five times in a row. After that, for some unknown reason, his health began to decline. He also refused the succubus's request to change the time he drank once a day to twice a day, and from then on, he became even more uncontrollable.

Finally, one day, he was violated 30 times by his own suddenly berserk succubus, and turned into a dried-up corpse on the spot. He passed away at night, and the banquet was held in the early morning, saving Lin Muran the cost of a breakfast.

As for the Succubus, it was naturally taken over by other competitors.

Although Xia Li said she was eating chocolate, and Lin Muran trusted her character, that was the bottom line. Who knew what Xia Li would eat if she got tired of eating too much chocolate?

He didn't want to wake up the next day to find Bai Mengqing half-dead.

"Deal," Emperor Roar said, extremely reluctantly.

Xia Li grasped Lin Muran's hand, which was about to let go, and let the other lead her into Bai Mengqing's room.

Compared to the initial room which only had a wardrobe, Bai Mengqing's room has become much more crowded. In addition to the easel, there is now a painting table specifically for painting traditional Chinese paintings. Even the bed, which was not big to begin with, is now mostly occupied by that otter Xiangzi.

Fortunately, there was a special open space behind the easel for Bai Mengqing's model to stand in. Originally, it was Manbo, but now it's Xiali.

"Tell me briefly about the wandering ghosts you've seen here." Bai Mengqing laid out the Xuan paper on the easel, her green gloves constantly twirling the fine-line brush.

"Purple afro, bangs covering half her face, ripped jeans, chain pendant," Emperor Roar described in great detail.

"Is that so?" After finishing the drawing, Bai Mengqing looked at Lin Muran, who was already sweating behind her.

"It's obvious that this is a bound spirit, dead for over ten years." Lin Muran wiped his sweat.

"How did you know?!"

"Does Big Brother possess a Demon Eye?" Emperor Roar asked curiously.

"You can tell at a glance."

Bai Mengqing was surprised. She only knew that the ghost was dressed up in a strange way and was a modern person, but she couldn't tell how many years the person had been dead.

Lin Muran could see that too; no wonder he's an expert on "demon children".

When Xia Li heard Lin Muran give such accurate information, her ears twitched twice. She was surprised that Lin Muran had the same ability as her eyes.

As expected of the eldest brother, he's much better than our master.

"This ghost doesn't fit the common perception, let's choose another one."

Xia Li nodded: "Two sharp fangs, a black cloak, a black dress, a red lining, pale skin, appearing accompanied by bats, a woman." Di Hou continued.

"Like this?" After Bai Mengqing finished drawing, she stood up. The drawing depicted a vampire from Azur Lane.

It is indeed a ghost, but it is clearly not a ghost from China.

"You're a vampire, not the kind of ghost we're looking for."

"Vampires?" Bai Mengqing asked, puzzled.

Ghosts supposedly suck up yang energy, so why do some suck blood?
How is this any different from a demonic beast?
"You can think of a vampire as a kind of monster, a human that has been transformed into a physical body," Lin Muran explained.

"This is a rare sight of a ghost chatting and laughing with Master," Di Hou said, sounding quite aggrieved. As Xia Li spoke, she deliberately pulled her mouth open with her hand, making a baring teeth gesture.

Hearing this, Lin Muran's heart skipped a beat.

Could there be vampires here? But thinking about it carefully, that seems unlikely.

After all, Bai Mengqing and Xia Li were already of very high status, and they were able to withstand being struck by lightning in order to travel through time.

Even the progenitor of vampires could only be considered a top-tier fighter in Lin Muran's eyes; it was simply impossible for them to withstand the pressure of ascension on their own.

Besides, they're from different nationalities, so what's the point of time travel? Lin Muran was summoned there just like the triangular trade, and was transported back to the mainland.

It must be a cosplayer.

"Let's choose another one. We'll make a separate video for this one later."

Lin Muran shook her head and rejected the idea: "I think you should just follow your instincts, like the scary and eerie feeling you get when watching horror movies."

"Oh"

Bai Mengqing thought carefully for a moment, then suddenly flicked her tail, switched from the outlining brush to a calligraphy brush, and began to draw rapidly. With a twist of the brush tip, a brand new painting was completed.

"How was it?" Bai Mengqing put down her paintbrush and let out a long sigh of relief.

The painting has an extremely bizarre style. The core image is a bald man holding his face with both hands and opening his mouth, his whole body twisted into an S-shape. Just looking at it gives people a sense of tension, as if he is about to scream.

Both Lin Muran and Xia Li fell silent upon seeing it, because the dragon depicted was neither a character illustration nor a ghost, but rather a masterpiece recognized by most modern people—The Scream.

"Why are you both so quiet? Is the drawing bad?" Bai Mengqing's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the reactions of the human and the beast.

Could it be that it wasn't drawn well again?
"This can no longer be judged by whether it's a good or bad painting," Lin Muran managed to say after thinking for a long time.

"It's a masterpiece," Emperor Roar said with an awkward laugh. Xia Li clapped continuously as she spoke.

When she and her master were wandering outside the museum, she seemed to have heard the person holding the flag mention a painting like this.

"That's right, isn't the master me? Aren't I the master?" Bai Mengqing was clearly very satisfied with Xia Li and Lin Muran's praise, and her tail was practically wagging in the air.

Looking at the smug-looking Long, Lin Muran sighed, "I think I'll set an example for you first."

If this dragon had been born 200 years earlier, it would have been a great artist.

(End of this chapter)