"Hahaha, friends, what are we doing today? By the way, how about we open a blind box?" Sakura-chan greeted the live broadcast room energetically.
With her explosive figure, she has pointed ears, a shy blush on her face, and her voice is numb when she speaks.
"Today we are opening a blind box belonging to our idol Brother Dog. Can you guess what is inside the blind box? Ah~ Come and take a look, it's the leftover pizza from Brother Dog~! There is also the saliva of our idol Brother Dog on it.
Woolen cloth."
"How about we open another one? Ah! We won the jackpot, it's Brother Dog's brain!"
With that idea in mind, Sakura started a one-man show, and it took a while.
Half an hour later, she hugged the huge banana pillow, clamped it hard with her two long white thighs, and said to the live broadcast room: "Okay, next is our don't laugh while watching the video challenge time~!"
But at this moment, a red message suddenly popped up in the live broadcast room. "Warning: The live broadcast room is closed. The countdown to the next opening time is: 11:59:57."
"Strange? Why was my live broadcast room blocked?"
Sakura quickly looked down at her exposed lower body and big breasts, and thought in confusion: "I didn't violate the platform rules, and there is no cover for my sexual organs. Why was I suddenly blocked?"
She didn't understand, so she immediately entered the live broadcast union channel and asked other anchors.
Soon an anchor imitating Song 6pus answered her, and then she learned that the new regulations of the Metropolitan Labor Bureau prohibited all employees from working more than 12 hours, even if the staff had hypothalamic surgery and did not need to sleep.
It must be adhered to, and anyone who violates it will be subject to a huge fine.
In the past few years, she has been broadcasting 24 hours a day without interruption. This is not a company regulation, but it is rolled out. If you dare to broadcast 14 hours a day, I will broadcast 16 hours a day.
In the end, under the involution, it became the most basic rule that anchors must be online 24 hours a day. If you want to enter the industry, you must abide by this rule. After entering the industry, there will be competition between various cosmetics and appearance. Everyone is tired, but
No one dares to stop, because as long as you stop, you will be ruthlessly left behind by others.
However, now, the new metropolitan government has forced everyone to stop, stop the involution and create more jobs at the same time.
After checking various information on the Internet and confirming again and again that this rule was strictly enforced by all the anchors and no one secretly led the way, Sakura breathed a sigh of relief. Her audience would not be stolen by other anchors.
But then she thought about it again, and she definitely felt something was wrong. "What is Jack Sun doing? Really, why should he reduce the live broadcast time? In this case, wouldn't I have to reduce my income by half?"
She couldn't help but start to complain about the part where the new rulers of Metropolis had reduced her own interests.
But complaints are complaints. As a small anchor, she can't change anything.
Sakura raised the curtains through the system, and naked, she climbed to the window and looked comfortably at the strange neon advertisements in the rain outside.
She was stunned for a moment, sitting blankly on the bed full of dolls, not knowing what to do. In the past few years, she had never had any time of her own, not even a moment.
Suddenly she remembered a friend, a friend she hadn't seen for a long time. She hadn't seen her for a long time, and she really missed her.
Sakura walked to her dressing room and let the robotic arm remove the breast prosthesis that was bigger than her head. Then she adjusted her waist and spine to return her forward-leaning body to normal.
As she adjusted her hair and turned off the color attachment, she soon had extremely dark purple curly hair that quickly lengthened into normal white.
Until the very end, she took off the delicate, white, contrast and saturation of her lower body, and removed her beautiful genitals with sequins.
She carefully held her genitals, walked to the incubator, and connected various nerve roots and blood vessels.
She had to be careful, because the price of this thing was more expensive than her own, and the fact that the genitals were more expensive than the anchor was not new in the live broadcast industry. It was bought with a special loan, and her whole life, attracting viewers, etc., all depended on it.
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After carefully locking her genitals in the safe to avoid being stolen, she casually put on a transparent raincoat naked and walked outside.
People were coming and going on the road, but no one took a second look at Sakura's outfit. After all, a person with no genitals was really not worth seeing.
A woman wearing a gear logo muttered and passed by her. "Oh, jbjbjbjbboom! No, no, no, a single bet doesn't count. Hey, I have no inspiration. Damn it, Jack Sun has gone to JB? No.
You said you wanted me to hang out with him? Why did he disappear so quickly?"
She got on the subway and stood silently leaning against the iron pillar. It was very quiet on the subway. Everyone was immersed in the online world. No one cared about her or looked at her.
This feeling was really good, and she suddenly realized that there seemed to be more to the world besides live streaming.
When she saw Jack Sun's picture on the subway screen, she turned her head away in disgust. She hated the big man talking too much on the subway. She was annoyed when she saw this kind of picture. She only cared about living her own little life.
She was too lazy to listen to the new policy announced by Jack Sun in the picture. She opened the shopping website and started browsing and shopping. She directly entrusted her body to the system AI and let it follow the route controlled by her body.
She didn't know how long had passed, but when she waited for the system to remind her, she found herself standing at the gate of Club 69. She had just walked in when a sunny boy with freckles on his face came over and smiled cheerfully at her.
Smile. "Little sister, do you want to come and play?"
Seeing that the other person was her favorite type, Sakura was a little moved, but she said regretfully: "I forgot to take my genitals with me when I went out, maybe next time."
"Sister, it's okay. Club 69 has shared genitals. It's specially prepared for those who don't wear genitals and are dissatisfied with their genitals. They are all high-end products that can adjust the sensitivity. Sister, what's your size?
ah?"
"I'm here to find someone, Linda. Is Linda here? I'm her friend."
"Linda Linda? I don't know." The young man shook his head.
"How could you not know? She is the oiran here!"
Just when Sakura was confused, a woman with a white beard on the sofa next to her raised her head from the man's crotch and said: "Linda Linda? Her status is extraordinary now, how can she still be in 69
Working in a club? With her current status, I’m afraid she won’t even come here for prostitution.”
Chapter completed!