"Ahem, sorry, this is Brother Dao. I was just doing a sound test, sorry for taking up your time."
"In the future, any interesting things players encounter can be submitted to me. I'll broadcast them on the radio at set times or live-stream them. Anyone interested can give me three likes under the screen…"
Wildman: "You're on the wrong channel, Brother Dao; this isn't the fansite, Auntie's big hand can't reach you here."
Brother Dao: "Ahem... anyway, that's how it is. Anything goes, but you must ensure the authenticity of the messages. If the content is sensational enough, we'll even offer cash rewards."
The radio media company has many ways to make a profit, but what Brother Dao really wants are official investments, rather than taking ads.
But right now, Lin Miao doesn't even notice what the players are tinkering with; just keep pushing forward.
Hu Lang patted her chest, "Phew... scared me, meow, I thought the bar had some weird new function."
