"?"
A question mark appeared above Huan Yue's head.
The live broadcast room was also filled with a dense barrage of question marks.
Willing to marry a Tiger tank?
What kind of question is this?
Huan Yue asked uncertainly, "Are you using 'Tiger tank' as an adjective or a noun?"
Xu Meng habitually revealed a malicious smile:
"Guess?"
However, in the next instant, he keenly realized the problem—
This joke can't be made!
It was okay before, but now, players all over the world are suffering from the so-called "diversity". Many game developers are really deliberately stuffing ugly and fat characters into games to disgust players!
In this regard, there can be no ambiguity!
Because any ambiguity can cause misunderstanding!
So Xu Meng immediately changed his words, urgently avoiding danger: "Just kidding, of course it's a real Tiger tank!"
—Thus, the misunderstanding was nipped in the bud.
But Huan Yue was even more confused: "Are there really people whose fetish is Tiger tanks?"
Poor him, an otaku whose XP territory is full of various two-dimensional beautiful girls, it's hard to understand such bizarre things.
Xu Meng didn't start chatting with him about this—neither the time nor the occasion was right.
He led Huan Yue to the front of the changing room, changing the subject:
"Stop talking nonsense, don't waste time, hurry up and go in to take off your clothes."
"? ? ?" Huan Yue was shocked, "Why take off my clothes?"
"To experience the latest technology, you need to put on a full set of haptic suits. For the best experience, it needs to be as close to the skin as possible."
"Clothes are too obstructive."
Huan Yue was completely dumbfounded, "No, can you still sell the haptic suit that I wore? You're not trying to force a sale, are you?"
"Force a sale? You wish." Xu Meng rolled his eyes and threw him a small box, "Put this on after you take it off."
Huan Yue looked down at the thing in his hand—
[Shalang Ultra-Thin Breathable Bodysuit Transparent Stockings]
"! ! !"
Huan Yue performed a tactical lean back, almost dropping the thing.
Holding it in his hand was like holding a red-hot coal, feeling very hot.
But Xu Meng didn't give him a chance to refuse, opened the door of the changing room and pushed him in.
Huan Yue stood in the narrow changing room, one hand holding the transparent bodysuit stockings, one hand holding the camera, and in front of him was the black haptic synchronization suit that Xu Meng had hung up after asking him for his size.
The viewers in the live broadcast room only saw Xu Meng throw something to Huan Yue, but they didn't know what it was, and they were all eagerly asking questions.
But Huan Yue was in no mood to answer at all.
Listening to the noisy voices of the exhibitors outside, he fell into a strong psychological struggle.
—In such a public place, almost stripping naked, and having to put on transparent bodysuit stockings… this was a bit too much for him!
It wasn't until the old brother in the next changing room started to take off his clothes with a rustling sound that his quick movements finally convinced him.
He buckled his phone, gritted his teeth, and started taking off his clothes!
When tearing open the package of the bodysuit stockings and putting it on, he felt a strange sense of shame.
—But I have to say, after putting on the stockings, the skin feels so smooth!
He subconsciously touched himself, feeling the silkiness a little more, before taking off the haptic suit and putting it on.
After a lot of effort to put it all on, he looked at the uniform, and the only feeling was:
He looked a little too thin.
You can't tell normally, but it's all exposed when you wear this kind of tight-fitting clothes.
After finishing his sigh, he picked up his phone to resume normal broadcasting and pushed open the door of the changing room.
"What's next?"
"This way." Xu Meng pulled him to the host area again, pulled out the cable with the number 1 label on it, and inserted it into the data link interface on his waist.
He felt the fine electrical pulses surging through every muscle in his body—except for the area covered by his underwear, the muscles were stimulated, contracting and tightening one after another.
It felt magical and interesting.
After the connection was completed, Xu Meng spoke again to introduce:
"This exhibition mainly has two experience contents: immersive BOSS battles and immersive interactive scenes. Which one do you want to try first?"
"Whose interactive scene?" Huan Yue asked subconsciously, but immediately said, "It doesn't matter, they are all my waifus anyway!"
"Go see my waifu first!"
Xu Meng nodded and led him to the yoga mat, handing him VR glasses.
"Due to site limitations, your range of motion will be relatively small."
"When the interactive scene is officially launched, there will be no restrictions on movement."
Huan Yue didn't care about this, took off the shoes that came with the haptic suit, and stepped onto the yoga mat.
Before putting on the VR glasses, he suddenly remembered something and quickly asked, "Can I let the viewers in the live broadcast room see the content of the interactive scene?"
Xu Meng nodded in agreement: "Yes, you are the first one after all, it's reasonable to have some special treatment."
After speaking, he pushed a spare monitor over to broadcast the picture in the interactive scene, and then helped pick up the live broadcast phone, acting as a live broadcast assistant.
"Okay, go in."
Huan Yue finally put on the VR glasses and put on the noise-canceling headphones.
Then the noisy exhibition stand immediately disappeared.
He appeared in a small yoga studio of about thirty square meters.
Huo Huo, who was small in stature but very busty, changed into a yoga suit for the occasion.
She appeared in front of him in a way that Huan Yue didn't expect at all—
As the pink silk cloth hung down, Huo Huo lay on her back on the hanging rope, her left foot pressing on one end of the hanging rope and her right foot wrapped around the other end.
Her lower body was high, her upper body was low and leaning back, and at the same time, she stretched out her hands, as if to hug Huan Yue.
The yoga suit was very close-fitting, making her figure more plump and attractive.
Moreover, this bodysuit yoga suit reached its end less than three inches after crossing the hips, even shorter than leggings.
Huo Huo's fleshy thighs were unabashedly displayed in front of the investigator.
She said: "Investigator, you're here! Are you here to play with Huo Huo?"
Huan Yue's nose almost bled.
—Huo Huo's posture would turn into a "facial cleanser" if she got a little closer.
He subconsciously took a step back.
It wasn't that he was being polite to his waifu, but his remaining sanity was reminding him: he was still at the exhibition, and hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room were watching him.
A transparent option box popped up in front of him:
[Yes, I want to play with Huo Huo. (Chat, Interact)]
The newest novels are at 69shuba!
[I heard that you are working hard to practice yoga? (Watch Huo Huo's yoga performance)]
[Can Huo Huo teach me yoga? (Learn yoga with Huo Huo)]
Huan Yue didn't choose any of them, but carefully admired the Huo Huo in front of him.
Huo Huo didn't have the slightest shyness, and generously changed several different poses on the hanging rope, showing the investigator her soft figure and superb aerial skills.
Huan Yue couldn't help but exclaim: "It's really great!"
"I never dreamed of this scene!"
"So close! So clear! So smooth and natural!"
He was just habitually saying what he thought in the live broadcast process to make the live broadcast less boring.
But he never expected—
The Huo Huo on the hanging rope jumped down with a "hey yo" and ran to him, almost close to his arms.
"Hehe, does the investigator like to be closer to Huo Huo?"
"Huo Huo also likes to be close to the investigator!"
Huan Yue's pupils dilated, his mouth opened wide, and he almost thought that the person opposite was a living person—at least played by a living person!
But in fact, this was a small Easter egg added by Xu Meng.
—The traditional interactive scene, the interaction method is composed of [click touch] and [dialogue options].
In the VR version, Xu Meng added the [voice interaction] function.
Of course, it's not real-time interaction like artificial intelligence. At least the current hardware and technology cannot support this gameplay.
He took a clever approach: setting some keywords as triggering conditions.
When the player says these keywords, the character will perform the corresponding behavior and actions.
The keyword that Huan Yue is triggering now is—
[Close]
But Huan Yue didn't know this.
The hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room didn't know either, and they were a little too excited at the moment.
Huan Yue subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to push Huo Huo away.
—His rationality was still frantically alarming: "Live broadcast!" "Live broadcast!" "Live broadcast!" "Live broadcast!"
But when his hand touched Huo Huo's smooth and delicate shoulder, he was stunned.
He subconsciously rubbed it up and down a few times, and even gently pinched it.
The touch was soft and elastic.
Huan Yue was completely dumbfounded, he looked at his hand and Huo Huo's shoulder in disbelief, and didn't speak for a long time.
The viewers didn't know what happened, and were still joking happily:
"Sexual harassment!"
"Take your dirty hands off my Huo Huo's shoulders!"
"I always thought that Huo Huo's sexiest point was that she was not tall, but her nutrition was so good that it was outrageous, but now it seems that Huo Huo's little fleshy legs are the sexiest!"
"I want to be crushed to death by Huo Huo's thighs!"
"Crush me, crush me, crush me…"
"I never thought that yoga clothes could be so sexy, the Dream Builder's painter is too awesome!"
"Already placed an order! I'll let my girlfriend try it tomorrow."
"Normies get out of the live broadcast room!"
…
Until Huan Yue's stunned time was too long, and he didn't speak after the stunned ended, but slowly and slowly raised his hand and carefully touched Huo Huo's small face, everyone finally realized that something was wrong.
At this time, Huan Yue's fingers had touched Huo Huo's cheek.
Soft, delicate, and with a hint of coolness.
Huo Huo was no longer naughty, but gently put her hands on the back of his hand, smiling and looking at him, tilting her head and gently rubbing his palm with her cheek.
Huan Yue felt the softness of his palm and the warmth of the back of his hand, and couldn't speak for a long time.
He even forgot the live broadcast, and forgot to marvel at the incredible technology of Dream Builder.
Just completely immersed in this moment.
At this moment, he almost believed that he felt the complete trust and pure love of the girl in front of him.
7:07!
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