There are just subtle differences, so places prefer slightly chubby ones, while others prefer slimr ones.
So when this clip of "small head controlling big head" started circulating on video sites again, it went viral once more.
In just one night, "The Wonderful Adventures of Xediles" once again climbed to the top of the hot play rankings.
Countless people, polluted by political correctness, frantically forwarded and directed traffic, even calling friends to join. They were almost in tears as if they were experiencing such a good aesthetic for the first ti. Many others began to stir things up under the account of the "Black Snow Princess" director.
For a while, the entire foreign internet was in chaos; bickering, forwarding, and insulting with thousands of comnts against politically correct groups, all rapidly skyrocketed the video’s popularity.
Xue Dili, who had already gone to bed, and the Silver Princess with her Knights who were still awake outside Jiang City preparing for the opening of the Silver National Hostay Farm, could hardly have imagined...
The video’s popularity would bring so many tourists eager to visit this little farm in the upcoming days.
Xue Dili underestimated his account’s advertising ability, as well as the allure of the Silver Princess, who appeared only a few tis in the film, yet her appearance in the real world would trigger the sa frenzied pursuit.
The traffic may disappear in a month or two, but traffic is sothing for them like the wind that cos and goes, which has already made this small hostay a popular check-in spot.
...
When Xue Dili woke up the next day, he saw 99 notifications pop up again on his account. He scrolled through them, most of which were insults from certain correct groups, which he blocked entirely.
He also checked the view count, over ten million, not bad, not as much as "Celestial Thunder Chronicles" back then, but it was a decent hit, and the advertising effect for the Silver Country Farm should be more than sufficient.
With that thought, he no longer paid attention and started to freshen up.
After breakfast, having greeted Fafnir who returned from exercise, he rode his bicycle to Ke University.
His video probably hadn’t spread dostically yet, so he didn’t have to worry about being surrounded again.
But when he arrived at the school gate, he noticed the two female Knights with pancake stalls were not there.
It made sense to Xue Dili; after all, the farm was opening, and their primary task was likely to build the farm now. Perhaps they’d be in charge of the pancake business there in the future, no longer setting up stalls at the university gate, and maybe hosting so live streams to advertise the farm hostay, too.
In any case, Xue Dili humd a tune and happily entered the school.
Today was the last day of school, and tomorrow marked the beginning of a seven-day holiday. This holiday was nearly the most joyful ti of the year for both students and workers alike.
As a result, everyone in the classroom was very excited today, the teacher included.
Xue Dili twirled the pen in his hand. For him, going to school and having a holiday made no difference, but he was delighted because he might soon et another traveler.
Although he planned to rest this week, the different travelers each week left him anticipating a bit.
As the countdown hit zero, an old man with a white beard appeared in the Consciousness Space.
He looked about fifty to sixty years old in Earth People terms, with a ferocious scar running from his chin to his forehead.
Though the scar gave him a fierce look, Xue Dili could tell the old man should be a benevolent person.
It’s a sort of intuition; ever since becoming a Tier Four, Xue Dili often had all sorts of strange instincts, possibly an expression of heightened Perception.
Like how he could directly see anyone’s asurents through their clothes now, it had beco an instinctive ability.
The old man looked at Xue Dili and gave a kind smile, seemingly just like a countryside grandfather, asking, "Child, I am rely an old soldier, but now I can’t find my way ho. Can you help return to the Interstellar Corps?"
Xue Dili suddenly leaned back tactically; he hadn’t expected this traveler was also soone from the Interstellar Corps and judging by his appearance, he must be really old.
"Old man, I have so connections with the Interstellar Corps; tell your na, and I’ll ask around for you," Xue Dili replied.
"Kreber is my na, might just be an obscure old soldier," the old man smiled and asked again, "According to Interstellar Corps’ tiline, what ti is it now roughly?"
Xue Dili paused, then recalled a long-buried mory, saying, "Around Fifth Era, year 3223..."
"Has it been so long?" the old man seed to sigh, sitting silently on a Consciousness Space patio chair.
"Old man, what era are you from?" Xue Dili asked.
"I died a long ti ago, already an old fossil, by this chronology, probably from the First Era," the old man said with a smile, leaving Xue Dili stunned.
First Era...
Xue Dili was too shocked to speak; he knew the lengths of the eras varied, but the First Era was an unimaginably ancient ti.
Possibly back then, ancestors of mammals, Synapsida, were still thriving on Earth.
What shocked Xue Dili the most was that this old man knew he had died already.
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