"So? You just threw those four guys into your restaurant? "Chen Ze asked Hastur, who was sitting across from him in the kitchen, while wiping his cup.
"Haha, yes, I saw one of your anime before, and I thought that the Otherworldly Custom Lady was a very interesting setting." Hastur took a sip of iced cola proudly.
Chen Ze's mouth twitched. He really didn't expect Hastur to be able to think of these things, not to mention that there really were four idiots who went to his sealed place.
The whole process was legal and reasonable, so the Dark Council couldn't find any reason to take away the four intelligent creatures that might be related to the Eye Organization.
Chen Ze shook his head and continued wiping his cup.
After Betty left, Chen Ze went to buy a lot of alcohol, whether it was liquor or beer.
After all, Chen Ze had made a bottle of very bad liquor by himself before, and Chen Ze wanted to try mixing it with alcohol to see if he could make it.
"But Hastur, have you considered a problem?" Chen Ze took out vodka and sorghum liquor and mixed them together.
"What's the problem?" The new female version of Hastur asked in confusion.
His ability was weakened here, and he couldn't read minds.
"Even if you really train those four into Custom Ladies, how are you going to attract customers?" In other words, which customer would dare to go there? That was a forbidden area.
If they went in to play, they would probably have to enjoy the one-click profession change service from a customer to a Custom Lady.
"Don't worry, I have my ways. I can get the people from the Dark Parliament to open the shop for me. Just let the four little ones do it." Hastur picked up a piece of curry pork chop and ate it.
Chen Ze scratched his head. He failed again. Even if he mixed the two bottles of alcohol completely, there was no indication of brewing.
"When the time comes, I'll ask the Dark Council to recruit some people for me, a few from each race, and I can …" Chen Ze rolled his eyes. This lord's idea was very good.
You pay for the personnel, you pay for the training, you pay for the cost, and the profit is mine.
What kind of business is this? Please bring me along!
But if Hastur said so, the Dark Council would definitely go over enthusiastically and provide meticulous service.
They would probably pull in a few from the Positive Plane and let the Positive Plane provide a few Custom Ladies for each race.
When the time came, there would probably be such a conversation.
"Old Pope, that person asked you to provide two Custom Ladies for each race. Hurry up and prepare."
"That's not good. If we do that, our church's reputation."
"Okay, then I'll talk to that person and ask him to talk to you personally."
"Wait, I think two per race is too monotonous. Four is enough."
Chen Ze felt that he had to stop such a tragic thing, but Hastur would not listen to him. And if he used the opportunity to ask Hastur for help because of this, it would be a bit of a waste.
Then Chen Ze thought of another anime and the line "I'm not a demon."
"Hastur, as a powerful Great Old One, don't you think this kind of thing is too boring? You still need others to do it for you. You can't understand the joy in it at all." Chen Ze poured the cup of wine that emitted a strange smell.
Chen Ze felt that Hastur was interested in nurturing games, and what was the most important thing about nurturing games?
It was the sense of participation, the sense of accomplishment of watching the character you nurture become better and better step by step. What was the point of giving you a character that had already been nurtured to the highest level?
He would probably delete the game after playing it for a few days, and the joy of nurturing games would be lost.
"What you said seems to make sense." Hastur ate a mouthful of Mapo Tofu and nodded thoughtfully.
"Hastur, do you know about idols?" Chen Ze threw out his bait.
"Idols?" Hastur's eyes lit up. Of course, he knew about this. Combined with the memories he had read before, there was also the saying of holding a concert in a place where many people gathered.
"Yes, if you know about idols, don't you think it's more interesting to nurture a team of idols yourself?" Chen Ze smiled.
"Is it the kind of idols who scold the audience at a concert with 'idiots', 'hentai', and 'roadless race'?" Hastur seemed to be very interested.
Chen Ze's mouth twitched. The memories this person read were too detailed.
"No, no, no. Only a few idols can do that, and they are voice actresses …" Chen Ze scratched his head and finally gave up explaining.
"Then what should I do?" Hastur came over excitedly.
"Hmm … Let me see what the four of them look like first." They were idols. If they wanted to become famous quickly, the first condition was to be beautiful and cute. Most of the audience looked at their faces.
On the other hand, singers who were not good-looking needed to become famous. Otherwise, it would be difficult for them to make a name for themselves.
"They look like this." Hastur waved his hand, and magic condensed into four victims.
Chen Ze's first impression was that they were ugly.
Although they might be quite beautiful, the scars on their faces and the marks left behind by the vicissitudes of life made it hard for people to say that they were good.
Only that small and cute little fairy seemed to be alright.
"Hastur, I think the first thing you need to do is to give the four of them plastic surgery and train their singing and dancing skills …" Chen Ze described in detail what Hastur should do.
"Plastic surgery … is to make them look better, right?" Hastur remembered that he only knew how to make them look better.
"Yes. Also, you need to set up a persona for the four idols." Chen Ze nodded. It was fine as long as they looked good.
"Persona?" It was another term that he had never heard of before.
"Hmm … For example, this fairy." Chen Ze pointed at the fairy.
"She looks very cute. Either you let her display her cuteness to the extreme and let people say that I'm good, Ah Wei is dead, or something …"
"Who is Ah Wei?" Chen Ze realized that Hastur was developing into a problematic child.
How would I know who Ah Wei is? I only know that Ah Wei has died so many times that it could circle the Earth a few times.
"You don't have to care so much. Or, you can let this little vixen be a masochist. That way, it'll create a cute contrast …" Chen Ze told Hasta everything he knew. Then, he asked Hasta to go back and figure out how to raise an idol.
"I didn't expect Hastur to like these games." Chen Ze looked at his WeChat. There was a series of payment records.
"Well, that's good. Let's go to sleep." Chen Ze yawned.
In the Negative Plane, the four intelligent creatures, including the Naga High Priest, were trembling as they looked at the high-spirited hooded man in front of them.
"You four, come and be idols!"
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