Bringing Culture to a Different World

A mournful voice came from the screen, causing Joshua to silently put the black tea back on the table.

This was already the second time this elf lady called Al had tried the second underground level.

After Mario’s two consecutive accidental deaths, she only had one life left, like a candle in the wind.

“Listening to miss al’s screams… is this really interesting?”

Tyreen was also very concerned about the situation of the two High Elves, so she had been sitting by the side watching Al playing Super Mario the entire time.

The dwarf uncle controlled by Al had died tragically twice in a row, and even the controller himself had been frightened several times, letting out a few screams.

After watching the video of Fuya’s strategy, Tyreen’s opinion of this video… was probably more sympathetic.

“This girl is quite talented,”said Jose, looking at the series of bullet screens that floated across the screen.

“Talented? Playing Games?”

Tyreen recalled some of Al’s previous actions. Even if Tyreen was not very good at playing games on the magic net, she felt that she could do better than Al..

“No, I mean in the aspect of humor.”

Joshua wanted to pick up the Teacup, but when he saw that the girl had once again embarked on his third journey, he wisely chose to put it down.

Al had always been trying to make that kind of ‘cool’operation. For example, right now, she was controlling her Mario to jump up, ready to use the turtle shell to kill the three chestnut boys walking towards it.

This kind of operation was often seen in Fuya’s strategy video, but her imitation was ultimately clumsy. Al’s Mario had jumped too far, causing him to accidentally push the turtle shell in the opposite direction.

Jose remembered that in this game’s mechanism… there was a mechanism where the turtle shell would bounce back when it hit the wall?

“Don’t come over! Why would this turtle shell run back on its own!”

Jose quietly listened to the High Elf girl’s sorrowful cry, and in the picture, Uncle Mario was chased by a turtle shell all the way..

“Oh… just jump here, jump…”

At that moment, Al once again made an exquisite move. Uncle Mario jumped into the gap between the three chestnut boys, perfectly avoiding all the correct answers.

The result was obviously obvious. This high elf maiden once again lost her precious third life.

‘not only did this dwarf lose her legs, she even lost her hands.’

‘it helped me regain my confidence.’

‘The Great Martyr.’

‘Miss Al’s sorrowful cry sounded particularly pleasant.’

Joshua stared at the series of bullet messages that floated across the screen, as well as the comments below the video.

Other than a part of the comments that ridiculed Al’s actions, the other part of the focus was entirely on the sorrowful cry that could be described as ‘cute.’.

“Looks like this high elf lady has succeeded.”

Joshua logged out of the video and found that it had risen to fourth place in the entire website.

“All I can do is give her a little push.”

Joshua generously gave the video a recommendation spot, making it directly onto the headlines of the Magic Net’s world of vision. He also gave her permission to open a camp belonging to the spellcasters.

“The story that I’m going to tell this afternoon, if it’s possible…”

Tyreen quietly watched Jose finish all of this and then suddenly took out a book marked “Sherlock Holmes’investigations”.

Of course, this book was only a remnant, and Jose had not written the rest of the content.

“This book, I’m already writing it. Tyreen, you can wait for another two days. This afternoon, you’ll tell the story in “One Thousand and One Nights”.”

After Joshua made another promise, the Frost Elf finally left Joshua’s study with ease.

Not long after Tyreen left, Joshua once again looked at the magic net interface.

“I hope that this girl, Al, can let the High Elves experience the benefits of the magic net.”Joshua stared at the video that was gradually increasing in the number of views and comments.

Although Nolan was thousands of miles away from the city of the sky, Arthur Crow, the good feelings of the Nolan players toward this elven girl should be able to be conveyed.

..

Two days later, in the city of the sky, Arthur Crow.

’I am very looking forward to the rest of the story! I hope the author can finish the rest as soon as possible.’

Twig typed a line of words with the keyboard and sent it to the comments section of the Immovable Library.

This Morning, the Sherlock Holmes series opened a new chapter that she hadn’t seen in a long time, and Twig’s heart was filled with excitement.

She didn’t understand why she was so excited, but the new chapter made her immerse herself in the world of detective who spoke with logic and reasoning.

But as the excitement faded, twig opened a novel she had written in the immovable library.

The book’s results were far from as good as Sherlock Holmes. Only about a dozen people had read it, and there were only two comments.

The only motivation for her to continue writing was the comments left by a user called ‘The Fireman’.

‘come on, I believe you can become a god too.’

Although she didn’t understand what ‘God’meant, it was undeniable that she yearned for her book to be noticed by more and more people.

“Twiggy! Priestess al says she wants to see you.”

The door to her room was suddenly pushed open by a high elf.

The moment the door was pushed open, Twiggy closed the Magic Net’s interface and stood up from his seat.

“Are You Alright?”The high elf looked at Twiggy’s tense expression and was a little worried.

“No.”

Twiggy suppressed the panic in her heart and replied expressionlessly.

In this city, everything related to the outside world was taboo, and the demonic net was even more taboo.

If the elders knew that they were using this method to communicate with the humans outside, Twiggy did not know what kind of punishment she would receive.

“Priest Al seems to be in an emergency. Twiggy, go and take a look.”

“Okay.”

Twiggy walked out of her room and headed in the direction of the hall of contemplation.

Now, she could only hope that Al was not stupid enough to tell the elders that they had the weave.

But what worried Twiggy was that with Al’s naive personality, it was really possible for him to ‘show off’the weave to elder Enya.

This time, when Al took the initiative to send people to look for Twiggy, it increased the worry in Twiggy’s heart.