Lin Baici knocked on the door.
After a few seconds of waiting without hearing Fat Otaku Monster speak, Lin Baici pushed the door open and entered.
The room was dark, and the Fat Otaku Monster, like a mountain of flesh, lay piled up in the gaming chair, wearing headphones, intently playing a game.
Lin Baici walked over and placed the figurine on the table. He was hesitating whether to interrupt Fat Otaku Monster when the character Fat Otaku Monster was controlling got killed.
Swearing, Fat Otaku Monster vented his frustration by slamming the mouse down on the table.
Angry, Fat Otaku Monster turned his head and glared at Lin Baici, "What are you doing in here?"
"I brought the figurine!"
Lin Baici pursed his lips, nodding toward the table to indicate Fat Otaku Monster should take a look.
Fat Otaku Monster grew irritated, "Get out, come back to me when you’ve found all the figurines. If you disturb my gaming again, I’ll twist off your head."
"First take a look at this."
Lin Baici handed over the original drawing.
Fat Otaku Monster was suspicious and at first, didn’t want to take it. But when his eyes landed on the paper and he saw Jin Meiting’s character design, his face suddenly lit up.
These character drawings are titillating!
Fat Otaku Monster grabbed them and began flipping through the pages eagerly.
Internally, Lin Baici let out a sigh of relief; once Fat Otaku Monster started looking, he could guarantee the other would become engrossed.
After all, since the release of this manga, it had been top-rated and extremely popular, passing the scrutiny of the market, or rather, the test of otakus.
Xia Hongyao didn’t find this manga interesting because she was a girl, with different aesthetic tastes and interests than otakus.
For Fat Otaku Monster, was the plot important?
A good plot was just the icing on the cake. What mattered most were the art style and character designs; simply put, it was about having art so appealing that you couldn’t resist taking screenshots to admire and recharge from, time and again.
"Coffee complements masterpieces; it is a delightful experience!"
Lin Baici took out a thermos filled with coffee and poured Fat Otaku Monster a cup, "Here, try this, it’s very aromatic!"
Fat Otaku Monster waved his hand, refusing, and picked up Otaku Happy Water from the table, tilting his head back and gulping it down.
After letting out a burp, Fat Otaku Monster continued reading the manga.
Lin Baici felt uncomfortable. If only it were a petit bourgeoisie woman, she would certainly prefer coffee to cola. But he still had other tricks up his sleeve.
He pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one himself.
He didn’t actually smoke, but fearing another rejection from Fat Otaku Monster, he decided to expose him to secondhand smoke first, hoping to trigger a craving for a cigarette.
Unfortunately, this method was also useless.
Fat Otaku Monster coughed twice and, stretching out his hand like a pig’s trotter, fanned his nose, "Choking to death, go smoke outside!"
So it’s a Fat Otaku Monster who doesn’t smoke!
Lin Baici found that none of the two Taboo things aimed to increase goodwill were of use now, which was seriously annoying. As for the lover’s lipstick?
Without even looking at Fat Otaku Monster’s oily and greasy face, Lin Baici wouldn’t have considered using it, simply because the other was a man.
However, this minor setback wasn’t a big deal because the manga was simply too captivating, and Fat Otaku Monster was completely immersed in it.
Lin Baici coughed deliberately, sneaking glances at Fat Otaku Monster, worried that he might become suspicious, but he didn’t.
Then Lin Baici sat down on the sofa in the room and continued drawing on the coffee table.
Xia Hongyao, who had been anxiously listening with bated breath, heard coughing from the room and, feeling relieved, immediately plugged in the oven.
Electricity sparked, powering it on.
Xia Hongyao made sure the oven lid was opened to the maximum, then pressed the switch.
The temperature in the air began to rise.
After finishing the ten Chapters of original drawings, Fat Otaku Monster looked eagerly at Lin Baici, "Are there any more?"
Lin Baici pointed to the eighteen sheets of paper on the coffee table.
In just that short amount of time, Lin Baici had drawn another Chapter.
"Did you draw this comic?"
Fat Otaku Monster, astonished, sized up Lin Baici, "Hadn’t expected you, a slick pretty boy, to actually be a manga artist?" This content belongs to novelꜰire.net
While the word choice wasn’t great, Fat Otaku Monster’s attitude had softened quite a bit.
As an otaku, he had a lot of respect for manga artists since their works were his daily spiritual nourishment.
"What other works have you drawn?"
Fat Otaku Monster wiped sweat from his armpit; for some reason, the air had suddenly become hot, and he was covered in stinky sweat.
"This industry is too competitive, I haven’t made my debut yet!"
"That’s a shame, if you published a manga, I’d definitely buy a set to support you!"
Fat Otaku Monster was a decent guy.
"Could you give me some advice?"
Lin Baici also began to feel the heat but wasn’t too bothered because he had applied Wild Man Honey on his body.
"Draw it even more tantalizingly!"
Fat Otaku Monster shook the original drawings, "Bigger butts, longer legs, include black stockings and high heels in every single frame!"
Lin Baici watched Fat Otaku Monster seriously discuss these features, and his perception of the other’s level of sleaze deepened.
Fat Otaku Monster got up from the gaming chair, waddling left and right like a moving emperor penguin. He walked over to Lin Baici, picked up the manga from the coffee table, and began to flip through it.
Fat Otaku Monster exclaimed, "Group Leader Jin Meiting is an eternal god!"
After saying that, he stretched out his tongue and licked it.