In his seat.
Boothill had been leaning back casually.
His arms spread out, resting on the armrests.
Enjoying his own storyline.
However.
The scene had just begun!
And he'd already been hit with a tic attack?
His baby turned into his banana!
Not just that!
The players in the live stream were still brazenly sending mocking comnts!
Boothill leaned forward in a tactical manner.
His eyes were practically bulging out!
"What the hell."
"Is this right?"
"So my appearance was just to highlight how powerful this tic Entity is?"
The plot continued.
...
Boothill bid farewell to Micah, promising not to cause trouble in Dreamflux Reef.
Soon after, he encountered the assessnt scene of the Slumbernana Society.
A mber of the Slumbernana Society blocked Boothill's path.
"Hold on, friend, are you here to participate in the Slumbernana Society activities?"
"Do you have your mber card? What's your number?"
Boothill glared: "What banana nonsense is this?"
"Another follower... Go back, we only welco those who truly love the Slumbernana Monkey."
"Buddy, don't make repeat myself, I absolutely adore bananas. Be careful, don't complicate things—"
Boothill directly pulled out his gun!
The barrel was almost pointing at the Slumbernana Society mber's nose.
The comnts were also lively.
...
"After the synesthesia beacon was modified again, I can't even understand what Boothill is saying anymore."
"It seems like it's really been corrupted, everything's turned into bananas (sad)."
"Don't bully Boothill (crying)."
"Who would have thought, with your body of steel and a brain full of mory chips, your magic resistance is so low! [Galaxy Ranger Boothill]."
"Without his treasures and 'what the hell,' and without his ows, Boothill is like a Trailblazer without a Trashcan and a bat."
"So sweet talk is really important, Boothill now has no aggression at all."
...
After glancing at the comnts again.
Boothill was so angry his teeth itched!
What the hell!
Hurry up and change it back!
It sounds so awkward to !
...
Because he promised Micah not to cause trouble here.
Boothill eventually put his gun away.
He decided to scout ahead.
To find another way to infiltrate the Slumbernana Society and see what they were up to.
Soon.
A familiar figure appeared ahead.
"We, run. We, stride——.～"
A little girl was there, diligently learning to sing.
And beside her, teaching her, was an elegant and beautiful acquaintance!
...
"Robin! Long ti no see!"
"Baby Robin, the goddess has descended!"
"Hope Is the Thing With Feathers."
"Sunday: Make up for it!"
"Sleeping Sunday: Ahhh (suddenly sitting up), is the Astral Express coming to crash?"
"Robin, I'm your fan"
...
Robin smiled slightly: "Yes, very good."
"By the way, can I check your body?"
"Although you learn quickly, this is a very difficult singing thod, so you need to take care of your voice."
A tuning effect flashed.
Robin looked relieved: "It's fine, I was overthinking, you're very healthy."
At this mont.
Boothill also swaggered over.
Teasing: "I never thought I'd see a big star in a place like this."
The little girl, seeing Boothill, imdiately moved closer to Robin.
Peeking out half her head to observe this strange uncle.
"Don't be afraid, this uncle is a good person. You can go play sowhere else," Robin comforted.
The little girl, relieved, imdiately ran off.
Boothill, however, was stunned.
"What 'Bo Bo'?"
...
"'Uncle'"
"Boothill: Take a good look at this strong, handso, chiseled face. You call soone like this 'uncle'?"
"Hahaha, Boothill pointed at himself in disbelief."
"He thought Robin was calling him by a nickna."
"Robin: You're quite adorable."
"Got it, Boothill's full na: Startaro Bubble."
"It's Bubble Shark (confird)."
...
On the scene.
Boothill's mouth twitched.
His eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head!
Before,
it was just the player community giving him silly nicknas!
But now!
Even Yu Ling is starting to play with puns in the storyline!
And now I have to call myself 'Bo Bo'?!
Is there no justice?
Is there no law?
I, a righteous yet cunning rogue, am being turned into a mascot!
Fortunately,
Robin didn't continue with this topic.
...
"Perhaps it's more appropriate to have her call you 'Mr.'?"
"Mr. Boothill, it seems you've also paused after that incident. Are you enjoying your ti in Penacony?"
Hearing this,
Boothill couldn't help but laugh in frustration: "Enjoying? Slumbernana! One ss after another."
Robin's gaze sharpened.
"Mr. Boothill, this is... wait a mont?"
She keenly noticed sothing unusual!
She stepped forward.
Using the power of tuning.
"What the hell are you doing?"
As soon as the words left his mouth.
Boothill was instantly delighted!
"ow! ow ow? Ha—finally back."
Boothill, who was watching the storyline: "..."
Here we go again!
I'm numb.
This ti,
I'm just a part of your play, huh?
A dignified Galaxy Ranger, turned into a codic character!
I don't need to look at the comnts to know.
These players are definitely spamming 'sweet words'!
...
"His eyes are so clear now!"
"Miracle Cure, Dr. Robin!"
"The kid is so happy he's owing."
"Those ows almost killed with laughter hahahahahahahahahahaha..."
"Does anyone else think Boothill looks like a cow cat?"
"Boothill: I'll be damned, you think I'm a cow cat just because I don't roar? If I don't track you down and love you to death, can I even call myself a Galaxy Ranger?"
"This storyline is really sothing..."
"Putting myself in Boothill's shoes, I feel like I'm going crazy."
...
Through the conversation with Robin, one fact was confird.
—This Slumbernana Society is indeed suspicious!
Next.
There are two ways to enter the Slumbernana Society.
The first is the most formal thod: taking the entrance test.
The second is to snatch a mbership card and enter directly.
Strear Little Gui pondered for a mont.
Then made a decision.
"Our current perspective is Boothill. Let's think about what Boothill would do..."
"Of course, he'd snatch a mbership card!"
"Let the cute doorkeeper make way for us!"
Little Gui slamd the table hard.
Causing her cara to shake.
On-site.
Boothill nodded in approval!
"Not bad, that's the way to go!"
"Who needs so Wubbo test? Snatching one is way more efficient!"
He picked up his phone.
Casually sent a gift.
[Gun Gun Crit] sent the strear ten Diting Storms, with a ssage: You've truly inherited my spirit! If you ever quit streaming, consider joining us Galaxy Rangers!
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