The End of the Universe Is Live-Streaming E-commerce – CH67

Chapter 67: The 67th Day of Livestream Selling

For the first time, Lin Zhao witnessed up close what it meant for a domineering CEO to be shocked, for a domineering CEO to be incredulous, and for a domineering CEO to almost drown in regret. The humanoid disaster before him, tall with long legs, was practically delivering a textbook-level performance—or, rather, performing exactly according to the script of a melodramatic novel.

Although from Kai’s perspective, this was probably some tragic love-hate drama.

But what Lin Zhao actually got his hands on was…

A comedy.

Whatever it was, Lin Zhao watched with great interest. He even felt rather regretful that he could not be there at the scene in person and could only witness it through the camera.

Of course, being outside the camera had its advantages too. For example, he received a bucket of caramel popcorn handed to him at just the right moment, paired with crispy peanuts and sunflower seeds.

Provided by Lenny Cat.

Reinhardt was the first to smell the melodrama permeating the air of the starship, and also the one who understood Lin Zhao’s needs best. While everyone else was still concerned about the progression of the plot, he had already gotten up, gone to the kitchen, and used the microwave to make Lin Zhao a bucket of popcorn. Before Lin Zhao even opened his mouth, Reinhardt had already brought it to his lips.

Lin Zhao did not even need to take it with his own hands.

To be fair, whenever Lin Zhao watched movies, he always wanted to eat some popcorn, but he also hated having sticky fingers after grabbing it. Now, all his problems had been solved at once.

Lin Zhao did not stand on ceremony with Reinhardt either. He could not explain why. Everything simply happened so naturally. He chewed on this side, while Reinhardt controlled his mental power on the other side to shell sunflower seeds. He had already peeled a whole small bowl of them. If novel-loving 1114 had not still been diligently advancing the story between the humanoid disaster and Mr. Dandelion, it would definitely have said something like, “Zhaozhao, is this the calm, comfortable love you wanted?”

Before this, Lin Zhao really had no plans to fall in love. On one hand, after all, he had a terminal illness. Why drag another person into his mess? On the other hand, Lin Zhao simply could not understand what it felt like to wholeheartedly fall in love with someone.

He meant that he could understand friendship, because he had Qin Xiaoman, as well as other friends he had met at different stages of his life. He could also understand familial love, because he had so, so many family members who loved him, from his mother and father, to his aunt and younger brother…

But what was romantic love?

When 1114 became hopelessly addicted to online novels, this system, which did not understand human emotions very well, inevitably discussed this topic with its host.

Not the complicated and profound philosophical question of “what is love?”

Rather, what kind of other half would they like? Or what kind of romantic relationship would they prefer?

Today, 1114 wanted a workaholic king who could struggle together with it. Tomorrow, it wanted a fellow fan who also loved online novels. Its standards changed back and forth, but the only thing that never changed was that the other party had to agree with it that Lin Zhao was the best in the world.

Lin Zhao originally did not want to answer such a boring question from 1114. But looking at this silly blue-and-white chubby ball nodding with certainty and emphasizing twice that its host really was that amazing, how could Lin Zhao have the heart to refuse?

So he could only answer, “I don’t like humans.”

“But if I really have to name a type I like, it would probably be someone who feels as comfortable and natural to stay with as family.”

When he read novels, he liked dramatic, intense stories. When he shipped couples, he liked love wrapped in hatred and torment. But if it truly came to himself, Lin Zhao only hoped for something without the slightest turbulence: you like me, and I just happen to like you too. They would be sweetly together, and once they stayed, it would be for a lifetime. He did not want to suffer even the slightest grievance, nor did he want the person he liked to suffer any grievance.

He knew this idea was a little childish—or rather, extremely naive and very difficult to achieve.

But this was exactly what Lin Zhao thought. If he had to have a partner in the future, he hoped it would be this type, this kind of way of getting along. He hated endless arguments. He disliked repeated internal torment, asking himself, does he really like me? Or do I really like him?

He did not deny that some people’s relationships truly got better the more they argued. It was just that such a model did not suit him.

Because he could not help thinking: if someone loved me, how could they bear to hurt me? By the same logic, if I liked someone, how could I bear to hurt them? No matter how many difficulties there were, no matter how much helplessness, or whatever supposedly reasonable circumstances forced them to hurt each other, to Lin Zhao, harm was harm.

He did not like that kind of harm. He did not like it. That was all. There was no need for a reason.

When Lin Zhao said this, he never placed any hope that his overly childish understanding of relationships could come true. He even thought 1114 would definitely tease him.

But after seriously thinking for a while, 1114 nodded with certainty. “Although this isn’t the kind of relationship I understand, that doesn’t stop me from hoping Zhaozhao can get what he wants.” Even though that really is very hard.

And now, when that thought flashed through Lin Zhao’s mind because of Reinhardt, he felt he must be going crazy. Because of that, he even felt a little afraid to look at Reinhardt’s special purple eyes.

At a time like this, anyone with even a bit of emotional intelligence, after noticing Lin Zhao’s strange avoidance, would probably find it difficult to press him directly.

But very clearly, His Highness Prince Reinhardt was not someone with that much emotional intelligence. Even though his hands were still shelling sunflower seeds for Lin Zhao—and had already shelled an entire small bowl—he still asked directly, “Zhaozhao, why are you avoiding me?”

He formed a sharp contrast with Kai on the other side of the screen, who seemed to have no mouth at all.

One asked nothing and said nothing, relying entirely on his own imagination. The other… asked in far too much detail.

Lin Zhao did not even know how to answer. He only felt that the gaze Reinhardt cast on him seemed to carry a scorching heat. Fortunately, the story happening in Miye had already progressed to the most crucial part of the information, thus saving him.

Kai explained what happened afterward on Belgi.

Belgi was destroyed just as the prophecy said it would be, like a balloon that had been continuously inflated until it finally burst. Those cracked interiors were not because of fragility. On the contrary, it was because they had been stretched to the limit by overflowing energy. Planet Belgi itself would not literally explode from being unable to bear it, but the Belgi people living on it could no longer withstand the situation.

Naturally, they all believed this was the fault of the humanoid disaster, Kai. The prophecy had come true.

And Kai, who had been raised well by Mr. Dandelion… could not even be bothered to spare them a glance. He only thought these people were sick in the head.

The sick-in-the-head Belgi people had long prepared a backup plan. They built a “Noah’s Ark.” Of course, “Noah’s Ark” was Lin Zhao’s understanding of it. In any case, it was something similar. The Belgi people abandoned their planet and prepared to enter hibernation, collectively fleeing. If the next habitable planet they had set their sights on had not been Miye, Kai probably would not have bothered with them at all.

But the place they wanted to invade was Miye. In that case, Kai could not possibly ignore it.

So where was Mr. Dandelion, who should have been with Kai this whole time?

When Belgi’s energy erupted, it used itself to save Kai.

This dandelion, who never managed to grasp the key point when speaking, for the first time in its life desperately left the most crucial message to the cub it had raised from childhood: go to Miye.

What it meant was, I’ll be waiting for you there.

But Kai understood it as: even in the final moment of its life, Mr. Dandelion was still concerned about its hometown.

Lin Zhao understood. This was the script of an early-dead white moonlight. The white moonlight had even died to save him. It would be strange if Kai did not go insane under such circumstances. A normal person would probably find it very difficult to guess that their white moonlight not only had not died, but was also… spread all over the mountains and plains.

In short, Belgi invaded Miye, but Miye did not resist. That instantly snapped the fragile, slender nerve of the humanoid disaster.

He wanted everyone who had wronged Mr. Dandelion to die.

Of course, now he knew. Those beings who had been warmly welcoming him were themselves his Mr. Dandelion.

How wonderful.

He thought, I brought you a whole starship of flowerpots. I hope you’ll like them.

But Mr. Dandelion, that silly sweetheart, said that the invaders were bad, but the cubs had done nothing wrong.

This Belgi starship could not carry all the Belgi people. Aside from the young and strong, the highly skilled elites, and successful people, the rest were children, hailed as hope.

Mr. Dandelion, who had always loved cubs, happily and sincerely invited these children—who still understood nothing—to move into Miye. It was very good at taking care of cubs!

Only at this moment did Kai belatedly realize something. Besides me, you also took care of other cubs?

Before Mr. Dandelion could unknowingly spill everything, Reinhardt cut in. “Can you tell us more in detail about a planet being destroyed because of energy overload?”

The moment he heard this information, Reinhardt’s head had received a violent shock. Or rather, something deep inside his mind had begun to loosen.

He did not know why this information was so important to him. In any case, his brain was driving him to pay attention, because there was a voice deep in his heart constantly telling him that this was very important to Lin Zhao.

“And you are?” Kai frowned. He really disliked being interrupted. If not for Mr. Dandelion liking a lively atmosphere, he could go an entire day without saying a word.

“These are my friends, Lin Zhao, 1114, and Lenny,” the pale-gold Mr. Dandelion happily introduced.

“…The entire universe is your friend.” The humanoid disaster was not so happy.

Reinhardt had never been willing to explain his actions to anyone other than Lin Zhao. He was still as willful as ever and said, “Can you give us the Belgi people still in hibernation on the starship?”

To Kai, that was a whole ship of flowerpots.

But to Reinhardt, that might be a whole ship of witnesses.

“On what grounds?” Kai was so angry he laughed.

Meanwhile, a certain noisy plant was still saying, “Give them to them, Kai. Give them to them.”

In the end, Lin Zhao had to step in. Although he did not know what Reinhardt wanted to do with a whole ship of Belgi people, he was very willing to help his friend. He said, “Though I’m not especially talented, I am a plane merchant. Aren’t you preparing to settle those children on planet Miye? I think there should be many ways we can help you.”

Food, drink, infrastructure… everything could be discounted.

Kai very much wanted to say, When did I ever say I wanted to settle those cubs? Do I look like a philanthropist?

But Mr. Dandelion and the others were already swaying joyfully in the wind. Wonderful! Finally, there will be neighbors who can talk! Let’s give the empty dandelion garden to the cubs. The sunlight there is the best, the air is the freshest, and even the water source is sweet~

Kai: “…How do you plan to receive these people?”

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