The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

Zhao Mianmian had no idea what disinfectant was. Seeing that the audience in the live broadcast room were chattering on the public screen as if they were injected with chicken blood, she had no choice but to listen in silence.

Barrage:

[Oh my god, host, the effect of chloric acid this time is very significant. Although it is also a disinfectant, its working principle is completely different from that of alcohol and iodine.

Alcohol mainly disinfects by denaturing proteins, while hypochlorous acid is a strong oxidant that can destroy the protein structure of bacteria and viruses to achieve a bactericidal effect.

In addition to being a disinfectant, it can also be used as a bleaching agent to remove dirt and odors. 】

[It's so funny, and it's a strong oxidant. You think too highly of the anchor. Look at her confused face. Does she seem to understand what you are saying? ]

[Hahahaha, it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand. In short, this thing has a wide range of uses. ]

[Yes, yes, yes. I remember when I was a kid, my family slaughtered a pig, but the knife didn’t kill it. The pig struggled everywhere, and ended up spraying blood all over the yard.

The smell didn't go away for half a month, and I finally had to use three bottles of hypochlorous acid to get rid of the bloody smell. 】

[Indeed, hypochlorous acid is better at removing odors than toilet cleaner. ]

[No way, you all use hypochlorous acid at home? ? ]

[It depends on the situation. Anyway, the two will not be used together. 】

【What happens if we use them together? 】

[You'll be poisoned, little noob! ]

[Ah! Really? ? ]

[Nonsense, I am trying to trick you into losing coins. ]

[Well, I'll just say that I can learn something from the anchor's live broadcast room. ]

[Hahahaha, what the hell, “cheating your anchor to drop gold coins”, how did the anchor offend you? ? ]

The audience in the live broadcast room were talking to each other on the public screen, and the comments were refreshed very quickly.

Only Zhao Mianmian frowned, struggling in her heart for a long time, and finally asked weakly on the public screen:

[What's sour this time... Is it only in modern times? 】

Barrage:

[No, no, no, host, you can't say that "hypochlorous acid" only exists in modern times.

In fact, it could be synthesized in ancient times, but with the advancement of science and the concepts of bacteria, viruses, and proteins in modern times, people discovered that hypochlorous acid can be used for disinfection, bleaching, and other things that could not be done before.

Look at you, you have prepared hypochlorous acid now~]

Seeing this comment, Zhao Mianmian frowned again and didn't speak for a long time.

However, everyone was used to Zhao Mianmian's sleepy look, and soon everyone laughed and swiped away the pink comments.

Only a few old fans noticed that something was wrong with her and asked directly on the public screen:

[Anchor, what are you thinking about? ]

[What else can I think about? I'm probably wondering if this disinfectant acid can be used to make money~~]

[Hahaha, you want to make money? It’s not that easy, right? There are Xuanlin Guards watching you!

If the anchor really wanted to come up with a "disinfectant" or something to make money, he would be caught by the Xuanlin Guards as an alien in a matter of minutes. 】

[Ah, it can't be used to make money? Then such a good formula would be wasted! ]

[The anchor is just young, but not stupid. She should be able to tell the difference between money and life...]

[Who knows, what if she gets too excited?]

[Where is the anchor? Why isn’t the anchor talking? ? ]

Zhao Mianmian gritted her teeth and endured it.

She tried desperately to recall and recollect until she was almost certain, then she typed on the public screen:

[If I say that I seem to have smelled this disinfectant on someone some time ago, what would you think? ]

The public screen was silent for a second, and then someone asked cautiously:

【who? 】

Zhao Mianmian scratched his head and a name popped out:

【Lu Ruan.】

The audience in the live broadcast room typed question marks on the public screen:

【? ? ? 】

[Who is Lu Ruanshi? ? ]

[Oh, are you stupid? It's Mrs. Lu, Lu Yuqing's mother! ]

[Oh oh oh oh... But why does Mrs. Lu smell like disinfectant? ? ? ]

After this barrage of comments passed by, the public screen was quiet for another second.

The next second, everyone gasped and exclaimed one after another:

【Fuck】

[What the hell? ! ! ]

【Fuck! ! ! ! 】

**

In ancient times, disinfectants could be produced by accident, but due to the limitations of the ancients' cognition, they were not of much use.

In other words, even if disinfectant was synthesized inadvertently, no native ancient person would take this stuff out and apply it here and there to achieve its disinfecting and sterilizing effect.

Unless it is synthesized...

A time traveler with modern consciousness!!

[I bet fifty cents that Mrs. Lu is definitely an alien! ! ]

[Nonsense, you don't even need to tell me that. Anyone with a discerning eye can see it.]

[A strange person is a strange person. There are so many strange people in this world, and Madam Lu is not a big deal. Is it worth making a fuss? ? ]

[I'm not making a fuss about it, but I finally found a living alien next to the anchor, so I'm a little curious~]

[Curious? If you are curious, let the host find a way to go and have a look. Anyway, she is very free recently. ]

[Hahaha, that’s right. It seems like the host hasn’t earned a big sword in a long time. How about…]

Just as the audience in the live broadcast room had the thought of watching the fun, they were interrupted by Zhao Mianmian in a decisive tone.

Zhao Mianmian:

【Thank you, no. 】

Barrage:

【? ? ? 】

[Host, I think you are too proud to even look down on the big sword? ? ]

Zhao Mianmian rolled her eyes speechlessly:

[No, have you forgotten that the Lu family...has bad feng shui.]

[What if I go to the Lu family for a big sword and end up dying? ? ]

Barrage:

[Oh yeah, I almost forgot about this. ]

The audience in the live broadcast room watched the fun they had obtained fly away and expressed their disappointment.

There were also some people who were unwilling to give up and tried their best to persuade Zhao Mianmian on the public screen:

[Oh, it's just Feng Shui, something that has nothing to do with fate, do you really want to believe it?! ]

[What I said before, you don’t understand. Feng Shui is a very strange thing.

Especially since the anchor has nothing now and lives under someone else's roof, it's better for him to be honest and not bring bad luck to the Lu family. 】

[That’s right, I think the Lu family is very strange, so it’s better not to go.]

[Indeed, a Mrs. Lu is suspected to be an alien, and she is extremely stingy.

An old lady who likes to force people to do things and insists on inviting people to her home.

If you ask me, Lu Yuqing is the only one who looks normal in the whole family. 】

[He is normally useless. If He Xulan marries into the Lu family, she will inevitably have to deal with Madam Lu and Old Madam Lu.

Besides, are you sure that Lu Yuqing is normal? He is still unmarried at such an old age, so he must have some problem...】

[Huh? ? Which aspect? ? ]

[Hahahaha, why did I understand it immediately? ? ]

[Okay, okay, whether Lu Yuqing is capable or not is not your concern. The anchor is still young, so don't lead her astray.]

Zhao Mianmian:

【(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻】

Zhao Mianmian took a deep breath and was about to say that he had been in the Goddess’s territory for three hundred years, which was not a small time.

Suddenly, a vague comment floated across the public screen:

[No, Lu Yuqing doesn’t look normal either. Didn’t the host say last time that she smelled like rust?

You guys think, could it be that he has some serious disease that requires him to suck human blood...?】

Seeing this barrage, Zhao Mianmian was shocked: [???]

Barrage: [? ? ? ? ]