Chapter 411: All of Them Are Talents

Regarding the selection rules for the cosplay competition, it was not decided by votes alone; rather, the more difficult a character was to portray, the higher the bonus points for difficulty.

All kinds of detailed rules had been thoroughly and completely written upon the small blackboard by Boss Fang.

"Regarding this, this young master has already made complete and absolute preparations. As for the specifics..." Xiao Yulv gently swayed his folding folding fan, a proud look upon his face, "May this young master keep it a secret?"

"Very well, it seems Young Master Xiao is exceedingly confident in securing a place."

"Young Master Xiao, congratulations, congratulations!" Mu Donglai, standing beside him, cupped his hands in salute. "Who would have thought that after not meeting for many days, Young Master Xiao is already holding the high position of a cybercafe administrator. Shall we have a round of King of Fighters today? I have long wished to cross hands with you, Young Master Xiao."

Xiao Yulv's face twitched: "This... we shall speak of it later!"

Beside them.

"So it is actually Miss Yu. I heard that the official novels of Diablo II were all written by Lady Qingqing and then refined and published by Miss Yu?" The Eldest Princess was clearly extremely interested in this first official novel. "I have read the works of you two, and they are truly wonderful! I wonder if you have any plans to release other official novels?"

"Uh..." Yu Zhiwei said, "This must be asked of the boss!"

Jiang Xiaoyue, who was next to her, patted her forehead as if remembering something: "That's right, the official novels!"

She hurriedly said to Yu Zhiwei: "Sister Yu, I still want to buy a few sets of the official novels."

"Eh, Xiaoyue, didn't I give you a deluxe hardcover set before?" Yu Zhiwei asked in surprise.

"The boss said that I will definitely make many friends when I go to the Haotian Academy, and the boss said that friends can give gifts to each other!" Jiang Xiaoyue puffed out her small chest and said, "I can show it to them then, otherwise how would they know how powerful the Diablo Demon King I talked about really is!"

Boss Fang stroked his chin: "There shouldn't be anything wrong with children doing that, right?"

...

The day after the two storefronts took on a brand-new look was the day the New Year's Eve Gala began.

Jiuhua City, where the climate was on the warmer side, also welcomed the last snow at the end of this year.

As a city located rather to the south, it naturally did not have snow as heavy as that in Half City. The snow was only about an inch deep, and the scattering snowflakes drifting outside the door added a touch of New Year flavor to the entire shop.

In the eyes of most cultivators and martial artists with profound cultivation, there was almost no concept of celebrating the New Year. Even birthdays were mostly celebrated once every ten years. There was no concept of time in cultivation, and most of the bitter cold and scorching heat were spent in long-unknown, arduous cultivation, passing their time year after year.

However, this year was clearly different from previous years.

Outside the Jiuhua City shop, a youth wearing a brown uniform with a white T-shirt underneath, featuring a blazing sun pattern on his vest, walked out from the Lingyun Academy.

"Look! Kyo Kusanagi!" Just as he stepped onto the road, he caused a burst of exclamations from the students of the Lingyun Academy.

Not to mention the surrounding passersby.

"My goodness! There's also Iori Yagami!" Beside Kyo Kusanagi, there was a red-haired youth with his hands in his pockets. Seeing the gazes cast by the people around him, he not only showed no stage fright, but instead laughed out loud as if there were no one else around.

"Young Master Song, as expected, we are still the ones with talent! We didn't get into the top three in the Diablo individual competition last time, but we are definitely taking the top three this time!" Beside Kyo Kusanagi and Iori Yagami, there was another youth wearing black leather boots, washed jeans, and a black vest, sporting a golden broom-like hairstyle. "It was well worth this young master's effort to specially customize this outfit!"

Immediately afterward, he punched out, imitating the tone of Benimaru Nikaido, and shouted from his mouth: "Pumpkin Punch!"

Passersby by the roadside who were in the dark wondered: "Why is the hair of these people so colorful?"

"I don't know... they look quite formidable..."

"Could it be a new trend brought out by the Lingyun Academy again?" They remembered that there had been a wave of zombie fever before, and a group of zombies walking on the street still remained fresh in their memory even now.

"Hey, hey, hey! Young Master Lin, Young Master Song, look over there!"

A slender, horned demon was seen swaggering down the street.

"Mephisto?!"

Beside him was a woman with red hair standing on end and sharp claws growing on her back.

The surrounding passersby retreated one after another.

"Holy crap?! Andariel?!"

By the time the two arrived all the way in front of the Jiuhua City shop door, their eyes were almost blinded.

In front of the shop door, Wesker and Jill were chatting freely, Ling'er and the Moon Worshipping Sect Master were talking and laughing merrily, and the Ghost King Sect Master and Daoxuan were conversing about life.

Stepping into the shop to look, it was even more terrifying. An alien from Grand Theft Auto V was seen holding a instant noodle bowl, sitting on the sofa in the rest area, with "Michael" in a suit and leather shoes beside him.

"Family Head Ouyang?!" Song Qingfeng dithered for a moment; clearly, this fat Michael was a full size rounder than the original, slightly chubby Michael.

Immediately after, looking back, a Mephisto walked in!

Followed by a Baal behind him!

Not long after, another Mephisto walked in!

Then the two Mephistos looked at each other, ordered a bowl of instant noodles, and began to eat on the sofa.

"Holy crap!" Song Qingfeng and the others almost stared their eyes out.

At the Half City shop, not only had a thick layer of snow accumulated outside the shop, but even the glass on the shop door had condensed a layer of frost.

Before the shop opened, a crowd of people was already waiting outside the door for the internet cafe to open.

Standing at the very outside was a group of fellows in black robes who claimed to be disciples of the Ghost King Sect.

"Boss Black Demon, why hasn't this shop opened yet?" a scholar dressed in greenish-white clothes asked.

"Master Jin, should we call at the door?" A cultivator dressed in the black robe of a Ghost King Sect disciple stepped forward.

The scholar in white had his face twitch: "Call me Qinglong!"

Black Demon also spoke with a solemn face: "Call me the Ghost King Sect Master now!"

As soon as his voice fell, a greenish-blue figure was seen dropping down from the sky, saying coquettishly: "Where is the Ghost King Sect Master?!"

"Puff—!" Black Demon almost spat blood upon seeing the newcomer. He yanked at his clothes and added a piece of black gauze to himself on the spot, "Where... where is there a Ghost King?! I am Mr. Ghost!"

The newcomer had long black hair fluttering in the wind, and her greenish-blue dress danced in the snow like a fluttering green butterfly. Her face was charming and lovely, possessing a noble and cold pride yet carrying a bit of spiritual aura.

Almost subconsciously, it would make people think that Biyao had come back to life.

"Miss Ning... Ningbi..."

"Call me Miss Biyao!"

"..."

The former "Ghost King," now "Mr. Ghost," and "Qinglong" looked embarrassed: "Miss Bi... Biyao."

"Huo huo huo huo! Ha ha ha ha!" Another white figure dropped from the sky, with a white cloak, long eyebrows, and white hair. The Reincarnation King, who had been slapped away by a certain demon that day, changed his past dejection and returned this time as Perfected Man White Brow!

Immediately afterward, a resplendent sword light was seen flying down from the sky.

Master Shuiyue, Lu Xueqi, Senior Sister Wenmin, Wan Jianyi, and others arrived one by one.

Duan Yue stepped forward: "Perfected Man Xichi? Pleased to meet you!"

"This seat is Master Shuiyue! Has Your Excellency mistaken the person?"

Duan Yue: "..."

At this moment, Boss Fang came downstairs dressed in coarse cloth clothes, looking as ordinary as always, holding an erhu in his hands.

Glancing around, three beauties, two large and one small, were sitting at the counter: White, the nine-tailed demon fox in a white dress; the loli version of Zhao Ling'er; and... Youji wearing a veil?

Boss Fang frowned: "Where is the other employee? How could they be late on their very first day of work?!"