Sparkle watched the frenzy of the bullet comments with satisfaction and nodded, her expression as if saying “Plan accomplished.”
She glanced at the small floating panel in the corner—invisible to others, visible only to her—where the elation points were jumping wildly.
+ 50
+ 62
+ 78
+ 93
The curve of her mouth lifted a few degrees more.
“Alright, alright, everyone, calm down.”
She turned back to the camera, her expression shifting back to that of a serious streamer in a second, “Let me emphasize again, these are all special effects, all AI, all technology.
This Slumbernana Monkey was generated by us using the latest AI.
Isn’t the image very accurate?
Isn’t it very cute?”
The monkey blinked in cooperation from the side.
Bullet comments—
“Cute, my foot!”
“Streamer, you really know how to create show effects.”
“Even Aha would call you an expert after seeing this.”
“So, the thing that was supposed to come out didn’t come out, and a monkey came out instead?”
Sparkle was about to say something else when her movements suddenly paused.
She pricked up her ears and looked toward the direction of the cabin door.
There were footsteps.
Getting closer and closer.
Sparkle’s expression changed.
She scanned her surroundings quickly, then dashed to the corner, crouched against the wall, and curled herself into a tiny ball.
The ends of her white hair dragged on the floor, so she reached out to gather them into her arms, wishing she could embed herself into the wall.
She shoved the phone to the side, and it actually floated in mid-air, the camera angle automatically adjusting to steadily aim at the entire cabin.
[Stealth streaming mode activated.
The streamer is playing dead.
Everyone, please stay quiet and don’t give it away.]
Bullet comments—
“???”
“It’s flying?”
“No, what kind of move is this?”
“A drone?
An invisible drone?”
“Where is the streamer?
The streamer has disappeared.”
Kennato was also stunned, staring at the floating phone screen.
But the next second, his attention was drawn by the movement in the frame.
The cabin door slid open.
Two people walked in.
Walking in front was a girl with short pink hair, wearing a blue and white dress.
She walked in, paused for a moment, then scratched her head, looking completely confused.
“Eh?
Why are there two people?”
Following behind her was someone with short black hair, cyan eyes, a cold expression, and holding a spear in their hand.
The bullet comments exploded again—
“March 7th!!!”
“Teacher Dan Heng!!!”
“Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, this level of accuracy.”
“No, aren’t these actors too similar?”
“That head-scratching motion, it’s March 7th herself.”
“So what kind of studio is this that can hire actors like this??”
Kennato stared at the two people in the frame, his brain struggling to keep up.
It was too real.
Truly, it was like…
like they were originally people from this world.
Dan Heng walked over, his gaze sweeping across the cabin and resting on Stelle.
He crouched down, observed for a moment, then looked toward Sparkle in the corner, his brows furrowing slightly.
“Let’s save the person first.” Dan Heng stood up, his tone calm.
March 7th nodded quickly: “Yes, yes, yes, saving the person is urgent!
Let me take a look at this—huh?”
Just as she was about to walk toward Stelle, the gray-haired girl on the ground suddenly moved.
Stelle’s eyes slowly opened, staring blankly at the ceiling.
She sat up, looked left and right, with the classic expression of “Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?”
Dan Heng walked over, blocking in front of March 7th, watching Stelle vigilantly.
March 7th poked her head out from behind him, blinking: “You’re awake?
Are you okay?
Do you still remember your name?”
Stelle looked at her, her eyes even more dazed.
Dan Heng looked back at March 7th: “You go check on that one over there.”
March 7th was stunned, following his gaze toward the white-haired girl in the corner.
She nodded and trotted over.
In the corner, Sparkle was curled into a ball, her white hair falling down to cover half her face, revealing only one closed eye and the red heart paint on her face.
She didn’t move, her breathing even, looking just like she was truly unconscious.
But the tiny curve at the corner of her mouth, that almost imperceptible lift—
Kennato saw it.
Some in the bullet comments saw it too—
“Wait, is the streamer smiling?”
“She’s faking it!
She’s definitely faking it!”
“It’s coming, it’s coming, she’s about to stir up trouble.”
March 7th didn’t notice at all.
She walked up to Sparkle, crouched down, and tilted her head to examine this strange white-haired girl.
“Eh, she’s actually quite pretty.” She muttered, reaching out to check Sparkle’s breath—
Just at the moment her fingers were about to touch Sparkle’s face.
Sparkle’s eyes snapped open.
Those red eyes met March 7th’s gaze directly.
March 7th was stunned.
Sparkle’s mouth curved up, revealing a bright smile.
Then she straightened up with a “whoosh,” springing up from the ground like a spring, arms wide open, and let out a sound—
“Waaa!!!”
March 7th was completely unprepared.
“Ah!!!”
She screamed, leaned backward, and sat directly on the floor on her butt.
Her short pink hair stood on end, her eyes were wide open, and her mouth was open wide enough to fit an egg.
In the distance, Dan Heng and the gray-haired girl who had just groggily opened her eyes looked over at the same time.
Dan Heng’s hand was already on the hilt of his spear, his gaze sharp.
The gray-haired girl looked completely lost, having no idea what had happened.
March 7th sat on the floor, looking up, staring blankly at the white-haired girl standing in front of her.
Sparkle looked down at her from above, her smile as bright as a flower, her red eyes sparkling.
Her white hair slid down from her shoulders, and her twin tails had swung to the front due to her earlier movement, the braided ends of her hair perking up playfully.
The paint on her face shone under the light, and she looked just like a cat that had just stolen a fish.
She tilted her head, “I’m Sparkle-chan, nice to meet you~”
March 7th opened her mouth, unable to say a single word.
Then she blinked.
And blinked again.
Because she saw something pop out from behind Sparkle’s shoulder.
It was furry.
It was small.
It had a face.
A monkey’s face.
The monkey poked half its head out from behind Sparkle’s shoulder, looking at March 7th with dull eyes, its mouth slowly spreading into a silly grin.
It even reached out a paw and waved at her.
The bullet comments completely exploded—
“Hahahaha!!!”
“March 7th is stunned!
She’s really stunned!”
“What is that, what is that, what is that!!!”
“A monkey!!
It’s that monkey again!!!”
“Teacher Dan Heng’s expression is killing me.”
“Look at Dan Heng’s eyes, he’s thinking about whether to hit someone.”
“Stelle woke up, then discovered the world had gone crazy.”
“Help, why is this monkey still here?”
“It’s still smiling!
It’s still smiling!”
“March 7th has never been this speechless in her life.”
“Streamer, you really know how to mess with people’s minds.”
“Confirmed, it’s the Path of Elation.”
“Aha: This girl has my style from back in the day.”
Dan Heng had already rushed over, shielding March 7th behind him, watching Sparkle vigilantly.
His eyes were full of caution, his hand on his weapon, ready to strike at any moment.
Stelle also climbed up from the ground, stood to the side, looking at this one, then that one, with an expression of being completely out of the loop.
Sparkle blinked, tilted her head, looked at Dan Heng, looked at March 7th, then looked at Stelle, and then—
She smiled.
It was a harmless smile.
She raised both hands, palms facing forward, to indicate she had no malice, her voice as sweet as if it had been soaked in cotton candy:
“Hi~ hello everyone~ My name is Sparkle~ I’m a lost little poor thing~ May I ask where this is?”
The monkey on her shoulder also raised its two little paws, palms also facing forward, with the same harmless expression, and it even cooperated by making a sound:
“Squeak~”
March 7th poked her head out from behind Dan Heng, blinking, looking at the person and the monkey in front of her, her brain still in reboot mode.
Dan Heng’s gaze shifted from Sparkle’s face to the monkey’s face, then back to Sparkle’s face, his brows furrowing even tighter.
Stelle stood to the side and finally spoke, her voice hoarse: “Were you…
also woken up after having something stuffed into you?”
Sparkle turned her head to look at her, a hint of amusement flashing in her red eyes, but it was quickly replaced by innocence: “Stuffed something?
What stuffed something?
I don’t know~ I was here as soon as I woke up~ And then I saw you guys come in~ What a coincidence~”
The monkey nodded: “Squeak squeak~”
Dan Heng’s gaze sharpened: “That sound you made just now…
was it intentional?”
Sparkle blinked, looking innocent: “What sound?
Did I make a sound just now?
I don’t seem to remember, eh~ Did you hear it wrong~”
March 7th finally recovered, walked out from behind Dan Heng, and glared at Sparkle: “You obviously—you just now—you suddenly—went ‘Waaa’—and scared me—”