You are not monster girls!

Chapter 97 Is Your Brain Filled with Lewd Content? (Two Chapters Combined in 4k) Another chapter tonight.

"The video is gone?"

Bai Mengqing recognized the words on the screen, but she still didn't understand why the video she was watching halfway through suddenly disappeared.

"Holy crap, where's my video?"

Sometimes network errors can also cause this page to appear. Lin Muran quickly refreshed the page again, but the result was still the same: the video could not be found.

In the past, the only change was that the video content was replaced by a black screen with a chanting sound model from ancient times. [We are very sorry that this video may not be able to play normally due to the following reasons: the video link is invalid, the video content is inappropriate, the uploader has deleted it, or it infringes on the copyright of others.]

The bullet screen comment section and other similar content can still be viewed normally.

The entire interface is gone now, which is indeed a bit disappointing.

My private messages were instantly bombarded with messages asking "what's going on?", asking for cloud drive links, or requesting re-uploads.

Some even went so far as to ask if there were any evil versions, charging versions, or mysterious links.

Even Yan Yifan sent a WeChat message saying, "What exactly did you draw? This video only lasted for less than a day before it was gone! I haven't even watched it yet!"

I also need your help with something.

Upon seeing this message, Lin Muran immediately silenced her phone and turned off the screen before the other party could finish speaking.

It seems that the video has received a very positive response.

He carried Xia back to the middle of his seat, opened his creation center, and found that the slime girl's video had indeed been reported and sent back for revision.

"Rejected. Why?"

While being held, Xia Li shook her cat ears and then squinted her eyes and rubbed against Lin Muran's chest.

Yes. Why is that?

Bai Mengqing gritted her teeth, her gaze not on the screen, but on Xia Li's cat ears that she kept patting.

"A tall tree catches the wind; this situation was to be expected. What are you doing?!"

Lin Muran had only explained half of it when the chair suddenly sank down with a creaking sound, and his thighs were subjected to an unprecedented feeling of pressure from both inside and outside the icy cold.

Xia Li, who was sitting in the middle, was suddenly squeezed like that, and her ears and tail stood up at the same time.

"I'm a little angry, I need to escalate this!!"

Bai Mengqing pulled up the armrest with a displeased look and squeezed into the chair, which was only big enough for one person. The delicate scales on her inner thighs were pressed against the other person through the thin shorts.

Are dragons also cold-blooded animals?

"No way!"

"Alright, alright, tuck your tail down a bit, don't break the chair."

There was a chair nearby, and Lin Muran didn't quite understand why Bai Mengqing, who was sitting perfectly fine, insisted on coming over. Her hips were quite large, so she could only put her legs together, which made Xia Li's z-axis coordinate rise to another level, and she sat on his lap.

If it's just a matter of squeezing in, that's fine, but there are more serious problems to come.

The dragon was dressed very lightly, wearing only a light green sleeveless nightgown. Every time it moved closer, it inevitably caused the mountain to shake. If you weren't careful, you would be sucked into the Mariana Trench.

Even Xia Li sometimes struggles to withstand such a rapid onslaught, and she can only try her best to focus her golden eyes on the computer screen and the motion sensor.

Lin Muran's thighs were firm and, apart from being a little uneven, much more comfortable than that chair that only allowed you to sit on half of your bottom. Moreover, there was something hard that perfectly filled in the depression in the middle, making for a very good experience.

This made her twist her body slightly and lift her tail, trying to adjust her position further back.

"Xia Li, don't move."

"Oh"

"Why can some people's videos still be viewed even when they're wearing very little clothing, but ours can't?"

Bai Mengqing didn't understand. Although her paintings were quite erotic, they shouldn't attract as many men as the real people dancing next door.

The clothes they're wearing over there are much less than the catgirl and slime girl I drew.

"Virtual things are always subject to stricter censorship; it's an old tradition," Lin Muran complained.

The main reason is probably that some self-righteous moralists reported it, since it wasn't just them who did it; everyone did it.

"Pick on the weak," Xia Li added silently to Lin Muran's words, her head bowed.

"Isn't this bullying an honest man like Long?!"

Bai Mengqing knew that her followers' influence was only just beginning. Once it had grown to a certain extent, she planned to drown this newcomer named Shen He in their spittle.

"A beast may be a beast, but the review process has really been a great help."

Putting aside the suggestions about violating community rules and good morals, Lin Muran was not angry at all after watching the clips marked by the review committee; in fact, she was about to start laughing.

"A big help?" the two spirit beasts asked in unison.

Running on the edge is inherently risky, but to label it like this only shows that Shen He shouldn't be working as a contractor in a high-cost place like Shanghai for 3,000 a month; he should switch careers and become a self-media creator.

Lei Zi, who should have been the one to be censored, was not censored. Instead, he went and censored the client's drawings. No wonder he's an outsourcing company.

The video editing was very simple and straightforward. All you had to do was add a mosaic over the part that Shen He had marked, which was the scene of the succubus commentator holding the client's product, and add the word "supplement" to the beginning of the video title. That was it.

[Second Supplement] "The Making of Slime Girl: All About Monster Musings #Monster Musings 06" Released!!

The re-uploading was done like a blitzkrieg.

[A Tribute to the Legendary King of Durability]

[Those who won't touch the Old Beijing Chicken Roll after seeing this are the ones who...]

Is this a remake of Saber splitting the Holy Grail?

Is it just my imagination? It seems even more erotic after the censorship was done. What should I do?

[This is the first time I've seen Hiroko censored, 6]

[Mosaic: Do you remember why I first appeared?]

When Bai Mengqing saw the newly revised video and looked at the blob of green, columnar mosaic in the succubus commentator's hand, she couldn't help but frown: "How could this pass the review?"
For some reason, she always felt that this thing had changed from being used to being used in the same way as in the game "Cat".

“Sometimes covering things up leaves more room for imagination than seeing them directly,” Lin Muran explained to the two spirit beasts.

It's like watching many normal movies where the characters only make a rather uncivilized gesture like raising their middle finger.

As a result, the reviewers had a brain fart and simply added a thick layer of mosaic to the finger, and also cut off the fist part below. Combining the visual difference and the privacy inherent in mosaics, even though everyone knows it's a finger, they will associate it with something else, thus making the image even more sinister.

The same principle applies to Lin Muran's video. If she had added a mosaic herself, not only would the effect have been mediocre, but it might have also attracted complaints from the client.

But after being eliminated by the review process, I no longer had such worries; on the contrary, I was surprisingly happy.

"Covering it up leaves more room for imagination."

The two spirit beasts muttered to themselves, secretly shifting their gaze downwards. After careful observation, they discovered that what Lin Muran said actually made some sense. It was indeed more intriguing for the spirit beasts than what they saw in the game.

"What are you looking at?"

"N-No!!"

The two spirit beasts shook their heads frantically in denial, clearly sensing that their curiosity had indeed grown considerably compared to before.

"As expected of my brother, his brain is filled with yellow waste." Xia Li blushed and moved her petite body back again.

"I think it's you two whose brains are filled with yellow waste."

One artist drew the slime girl so "realistically," and the other described the tactile sensation so accurately, even adding some butter references that only seasoned viewers would understand.

If I had to describe it, it wouldn't be that the brains of these two spirit beasts were filled with yellow waste, but rather that their brains were composed entirely of yellow waste.

Lin Muran checked his recent browsing history but didn't find any strange websites. However, the two spirit beasts were behaving increasingly strangely.

I don't know where I learned it.

"What is yellow waste?" Bai Mengqing asked curiously.

"What you're thinking about right now is yellow waste."

"How do you know what I'm thinking? Do you have mind-reading abilities?"

"No, I didn't know before, but I know now."

"Lin Muran, go to hell!!!"

Bai Mengqing blushed, grabbed Lin Muran's collar, and started shaking Xia Li wildly.

As the dragon girl swayed, Lin Muran watched as his homepage ranking jumped from 41st to 8th due to the combined fluctuations in interaction and online viewership. He was already extremely grateful to the reviewer.

Because the review only rejected the video and did not completely limit his traffic, his data doubled out of thin air with the added benefit of the re-upload.

It even gave viewers the illusion that his charging videos would continue to be so cheesy, which led to a surge in the number of monthly charging subscribers.

The more you supplement, the more popular it becomes; that's probably what it means.

What else can I say besides thank you, reviewer?

On a street in Jingzhou.

"So that's how much lewd stuff you have in your head, bro."

Having just finished a project, Yun Yifei gave the video a long press to like, comment, and share, and then headed to the subway station to go back to her residence to tidy up her things.

Today's work went exceptionally smoothly, which gave her the sudden idea to go out for a stroll in the evening.

Before I had walked two steps, I saw a huge gray rectangular bag in the distance.

Was it the girl from the bar that day?
Wearing a gray round hat, small sunglasses, and a gray long coat, only that strange girl who sings "Ding Dong Chicken" could dress like that on such a hot day.

Through the green belt, it was impossible to see what she was doing. All I could see was that she was pouting and rubbing a string of prayer beads in her right hand, looking very unhappy.

Forget it, it's better not to get involved with such eccentric people.

Thinking of this, Yun Yifei picked up her handbag and prepared to take a detour, but the other person's words made her stop immediately.

"What is called 'unlucky in love, lucky in career'," Qingyi said to herself without turning around, as if chanting a sutra.

Unlucky in love, but lucky in career.
They shouldn't be talking to me, but there's no one else around.
Yun Yifei looked around and found that there was no one on the road, only a cardboard sign in front of her. The girl's voice was turning around and didn't seem to be talking to anyone.

Moreover, because a water truck happened to be passing by, she couldn't hear the other words very clearly, and could only barely make out those eight words.

She is indeed successful in her career, but she is not unsuccessful in her love life either!
It was just a minor hiccup.

They're all minor issues, the kind that can be easily resolved.

Yun Yifei wanted to go up and start a conversation, but she didn't expect that there was a strange fence in the middle of the green belt, and she would have to go around to get through.

She opened her mouth to call out to the other person, but unexpectedly, the other person's words shut her up.

"Sigh, I never thought a cooked duck could fly away. I'm really impressed." Qingyi complained and turned to leave, picking up her small bag as she went.

"Please wait a moment?"

"Hmm?" Qingyi heard someone call her and turned around to look, but found no one there. She adjusted her sunglasses and turned back to continue walking.

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that the tree seemed a little wider than before.

"Can you drive this fast in a non-motorized vehicle lane?"

Just as Yun Yifei opened her mouth, a speeding electric scooter rushed past from the side. Because it was so close, she lost her balance and was shoved against a tree.

She had no choice but to walk up to the other person first before saying anything else.

As a result, the other party was like Dio standing on the stairs. No matter whether Yun Yifei was running or walking slowly, she always maintained a considerable distance and could never keep up.

After turning into an unknown alley, Yun Yifei completely lost track of Qingyi after a loud bang.

The alley was very small, and there was a pipe under construction, so there was no way for anyone to hide.

It's impossible for someone to openly fall into a big pit; that would be too idiotic. Besides, there were no signs that the surrounding guardrails and warning lines had been tampered with.
"Young Miss?" she tried calling out twice, but there was no response.

I turned around abruptly, but there was no one behind me like in the anime.

A master?

Yun Yifei had watched many TV dramas and read many novels, but this was the first time she had ever seen a girl who could carry such a large guqin disappear into thin air like this.

In broad daylight, it can't be a ghost unless it's a highly skilled individual, right?
Next time I run into her, I must ask her clearly what this "cooked duck" thing is all about!

Not long after Yun Yifei left, a dirty hand trembled and clung to the edge of the ground, dragging Qingyi, who was covered in filth, up the path.

After she put on those sunglasses, fewer people bothered her.

However, the field of vision is also greatly limited. If not, first the phone was smashed, and now it has fallen into a pit.

Today, I finally managed to persuade the roast duck shop owner to give me a discount, which was supposed to be a consolation for his bad luck in love but good luck in his career. The result was pretty good.

The price was almost agreed upon, but when the shop owner heard that she was blind, he not only went back on his word, but also tried to overcharge her because she couldn't see the sign.

And so, the cooked duck flew away.

Qingyi held the guqin she had just used to cushion her instrument and sighed, "Alas, this is the retribution for pretending to be blind. I didn't even take up public resources."

She even offered her seat to people with disabilities.

Looks like I need to change my outfit.
I think charlatans are pretty good.

(End of this chapter)