Welt, Who Understands Xia Wen the Best; A Request from Ayaka

"Where's the space comedy we were promised!?"

"There's no trace of comedy at all, I only saw exploitation, pain, and madness!"

"Clearly a planet protected by the will of preservation, but what exactly was protected in the end?"

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After the episode ended, the comments from the audience were sending a large number of comments roasting MiHoYo.

After all, the scenes depicted in this episode mostly show people struggling to survive in the apocalypse. Among them, the express crew is the last hope, but unlike the unstoppable momentum they had at the Herta Space Station, that advantage has disappeared.

The environment here in Belobog is like a spider's web, tightly enclosing the crew inside. The only glimmer of hope for the audience is Bronya, who has changed her perspective. However, this hope is quite slim. Cocolia has elite Silvermane Guards and might even be connected to the Stellaron. The hope for a turnaround is very bleak.

"Ah, everyone seems quite angry," March 7th said, scratching her head with concern.

"Don't worry, it's not real anger," Himeko said with a calm smile. "It's just that everyone's emotions have been drawn into the story by the boss. Because everyone here is kind-hearted, seeing unfairness and suffering makes them angry and wanting to change things. Think about it—didn't you feel angry when you were watching?"

"Mmhm! I wasn't so angry when I was acting out the script myself. But seeing so many people suffering because of the Stellaron made me so sad. And when I think about the fact that the culprit behind all this is Cocolia, it makes me furious!" March 7th said, putting her hands on her hips in anger. "I'd love to take Stelle's baseball bat and beat Cocolia up right now!"

Just as she finished speaking, Cocolia, who was nearby reflecting on the plot, made a sound of surprise. March 7th immediately felt embarrassed and awkwardly chuckled, "Heh, hehe, I meant, the Cocolia in the story, not you! Ah!"

"The boss is really something, writing the script with real names, so, so angry!" March 7th said indignantly, her hands on her hips again. Himeko couldn't help but laugh at her.

Welt adjusted his glasses and thought, "This is right. The audience's emotions are the same as yours. Fighting exploitation, resisting injustice, and striving for one's rightful rights—that's a part of what Belobog wants to convey. These sparks of fire will eventually turn into a raging inferno, burning away all filth and disaster."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of amazed voices erupted around them. Welt was surprised to find that everyone present had gathered around him, 'listening' to the lecture.

"Well said, Uncle Yang!" exclaimed March 7th and seeing Xia Wen come over, she started to question him. "Boss, is that right?"

Xia Wen ignored March who was extremely excited and immediately praised Welt as he approached. "Ah, Uncle Welt really understands me."

Xia Wen gave a thumbs up. "Just as he said, the plot of Belobog, when playing, actually guides the players to confront the harsh realities of the underworld.

But due to the main storyline's restrictions, this content is more reflected in side quests, NPCs, and individual scenes.

Just like the name of the underground fire, this spark, starting from the lower levels, will eventually turn into 'wildfire,' igniting the frozen Jarilo-IV. Oppression, resistance, and creating a new world. There's no more classic plot than this."

"Wildfire."

"That's the name of the song during the final battle." Xia Wen said with a faint smile, "A little spoiler for you."

"Wildfire?" Everyone mulled over the name and thought of Belobog's script. Many people couldn't help but get excited.

"No way, Boss, you have to let us hear it right away!"

"You can't just tease us like this." Seele immediately demanded, "After all, you haven't shown us our PV yet! This is compensation!"

"Oh, telling you now ruins the anticipation!" Xia Wen said, "You'll have to wait and see! Hehe… Ah!"

Just as Xia Wen was about to let out his signature laugh, Seele, with a serious expression, charged at him with a rocket headbutt.

"Disappear with the butterflies, you annoying boss!" Seele yelled.

Fortunately, Xia Wen dodged quickly; otherwise, he would have lost half his imaginary health bar. Just as Xia Wen almost turned turned into a imaginary golden figure and began to fight back, an anxious Ayaka approached Xia Wen.

"Boss," Ayaka said, lowering her head and looking embarrassed, "There's something I'd like to discuss with you."

"Hmm?" Xia Wen was momentarily stunned and was then struck by a rocket headbutt due to a lapse in concentration. "Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

"Let's go, let's go quickly," Xia Wen gritted his teeth, turning Seele's head away and then hurriedly following Ayaka.

Seeing the boss flee, Seele couldn't help but smile triumphantly, basking in the amazed looks of the beautiful girls led by Fu Xuan.

"When did you master such a powerful rocket headbutt?" March 7th's eyes sparkled. "So cool!"

Seele proudly blew on her bangs. "If the boss wants to film the PV, I had to practice being cool, and it really came in handy."

"By the way, where's Bronya?" A curious Seele not seeing her Bronya asked March 7th.

March 7th pointed to a spot not far away.

In the corner, Cocolia was nervously covering her face, very anxious about her first performance. She feared her acting wasn't perfect and that she might be holding everyone back.

"Ah, I don't know if my acting is good enough, and if the audience will accept it." Cocolia said, and Bronya who was standing nearby looking at the barrage of comments on the screen calling for her character's defeat covered her face replying, "Aunt, don't think about these things. Your acting… is great! Everyone really acknowledges you!"

"Yes, and just remember not to go out for some time from now on!"

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In the office, Xia Wen looked at the anxious Ayaka, whose face was flushed red with nervousness. It was clear that Ayaka was embarrassed to speak up.

So Xia Wen didn't urge her, but waited quietly for her to speak on her own.

Ayaka clutched her skirt, her head lowered, not daring to look at Xia Wen.