Chapter 2336: Elf girl ready
Anno does not belong to Ke Luo, according to the meaning of Mu's words, her identity is likely to belong to the transmigrator.
There is a description of himself in the novel written by Soul Lock, and his race belongs to the elves, and it is hard not to make people connect the two.
Of course, there is also another possibility - Anno's hometown has little connection with Tianlan Continent, but another completely unfamiliar world.
But it's only possible.
After all, for the plot of the novel... Well, there is not much connection to the series of events that Luo Chuan encountered. According to the concept of information entanglement, since the situation happened, there must be some kind of deeper causal connection. See it didn't appear.
Today, many complicated clues are entangled together, like a program that coexists in series and parallel. Only when certain conditions are met, the program can run correctly and output the final answer.
Soul locks are part of the program.
"Then you can go directly to ask if the soul lock is not good." Yao Ziyan reminded casually.
In her opinion, there is no need to speculate at all. Anyway, the parties are in the system space. It is easier to ask Luo Chuan any questions directly.
"Yes." Luo Chuan stood up and stretched, "I'll go upstairs first."
"Mmmm." Yao Ziyan nodded and watched Luo Chuan leave.
She knew that Luo Chuan had a special space, which was independent of the real world. If she went to find the soul lock, she would have to leave the real world. If a boss disappeared inexplicably during business hours, it would be hard not to let these extraordinary people present. The customer does not think about anything.
Especially under the premise that they still have the status of "outsiders".
"Huh? Where's the boss?" A few minutes after Luo Chuan left, he came to the counter and asked curiously.
"Upstairs, he has something to do." Yao Ziyan pointed to the top of his head, "Are you looking for him?"
"No." Anno smiled, "mainly because it's almost time for the voice of the story to be broadcast."
"Ah, if you don't tell me, I almost forgot about this." Yao Ziyan finally remembered that there was still a voice of the story, "Today is the second broadcast, how are you preparing?"
Yao Ziyan was very concerned about the Voice of Story program.
"It's okay." Anno nodded lightly, "I plan to double the time from yesterday. The stories written by the boss are very popular. Just now, Mu told me that many people went to the Council of Elders to ask about the Voice of Stories. There are also book publishers who want to negotiate requests for publication.”
After being a kanban girl just now, Anno went to the area of the Hearthstone equipment and had a few words with Mu.
"Let me mention Luo Chuan, do you want me to accompany you?" Yao Ziyan felt that An Nuo might feel nervous, and asked casually with a smile.
"I can do it myself." Annuo pinched the corner of his clothes, perhaps afraid that Yao Ziyan would misunderstand and explain the reason for the rejection, "How do I say it... I just feel that someone is watching the strange while I'm telling the story. Yes, it is better to be alone, and I have prepared a lot."
As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized notebook from his pocket, which recorded many prepared plans.
"But your voice is heard by many, many people." Yao Ziyan reminded with a smile.
"That's okay, they can only hear the voice and can't see me." Anno said seriously.
Yao Ziyan thinks that Annuo is just shy. It's good to get used to it later, just like those anchors in the Origins live broadcast. At the beginning, they were basically not able to let go. Start showing your true self.
There is a saying, as long as you are not embarrassed, then the embarrassed is the audience.
Yep, that's it.
Watching the elf girl disappear from sight with brisk steps, Yao Ziyan put away the magic phone and waited quietly with her chin up.
Soon, voices sounded from everywhere and echoed throughout the tavern.
"Good evening everyone, welcome to the second issue of The Voice of the Story, I'm Anno..."
Yao Ziyan noticed that at the moment when the sound sounded, the originally noisy Hearthstone Tavern quieted down, all the dwarves stopped talking, only the sound of the cards in the Hearthstone equipment continued.
At this moment, the attention of all customers was attracted, and even the things at hand were forgotten, which was enough to see the attraction of Anno's story to them.
A smile appeared on Yao Ziyan's face as she listened quietly.
Mu was a little surprised.
According to the information provided by Owen before, the voice of the story is perfectly depicted, and there are hardly any shortcomings, and now she is a little bit convinced.
how to say?
The voice is soft and soft, as if with some kind of special magic power, which makes the mood calm down, like a girl next door sitting next to her and telling the story in the book.
"How do you feel?" Wang Gulas asked in a low voice.
"Very interesting." Mu smiled and nodded.
"The story inside is more interesting. I heard Anno say that it was written by the boss... Hey, where is the boss?" Wang Gulas suddenly noticed that a certain boss was missing at the counter, "It was still there just now, what is the boss? Time to leave?"
"Be quiet." The giant axe frowned.
Wang Gulas coughed lightly and stopped talking. It didn't matter whether Luo Chuan was there or not, he was just a little curious.
Anno's story continues.
"I have also heard about everyone's comments and discussions. I am very happy to be welcomed by so many people. Thank you~ The first broadcast yesterday was mainly to collect everyone's opinions, so compared with yesterday, the broadcast time will be slightly shorter today. Extend it and tell the story after Sherlock Holmes and Watson."
"Before the official storytelling, let's review yesterday's storyline, because I think most people who listen to my storytelling missed the first broadcast yesterday, but that's okay, I'll give you all this time every day from now on. Bring the voice of the story, welcome to listen."
"…"
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The light and shadow are intertwined, and the brilliance of the extreme beauty is surging, like some kind of miracle that has existed since ancient times, and it is like a magnificent scene that can be compared to the galaxy. The wisdom of any mortal is pale and powerless in this boundless land. Words can describe it accurately.
Beneath the appearance of beauty that is almost false, it is an empty and nothingness, and I don't know where to start, and I don't know where to end.
Silence is the eternal theme, whether it is like the brilliance of hundreds of millions of stars bursting, or it is like a wave of terror in the turbulent flow of space... Everything is just silent, like a silent film presented on the screen, and it is like an unknown Repeated reincarnation many times, quietly telling something.
