I'm Using the Interstellar Live Broadcast to Raise Cubs

Chapter 72: Seafood Fried Rice and Qifeng Cake

At one o’clock in the afternoon, the final night for the rookie competition had been open for four hours.

Gu YuMian’s studio firmly occupied first place in all data rankings with absolute popularity advantage. At this moment, the number of real-time online viewers in the studio was rapidly approaching 300 million.

Since they had dozed off before lunch, and the children ate a little more, they were not sleepy at this time — except for the little fox, maybe because he was tired from helping in the kitchen, the little guy had curled up into a small ball and fell asleep in Gu YuMian’s arms.

“Let’s go for a stroll,” Gu YuMian said, touching the rumbling belly of little Tangyuan and the husky. “Utopia is somwhere we will not go often, and I’m so full that I can’t sleep for a while.”

The little fox was sleeping very deeply. It was rare to see that he would sleep so soundly, and he was even breathing evenly and snoring. His little claws were holding Gu YuMian’s lapel, and he smacked his lips in his sleep, maybe recalling the spring cake and chicken congee he ate at noon.

Of course the audience agreed.

[Mian Mian, male ticket: I will listen to you, burp.]

[White Pear Blossom, Lili: Utopia in the daytime is not as prosperous as that in the evening, but it’s quite quiet, suitable for walking～]

[Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter: Why is Utopia so quiet in the daytime?]

“Utopia’s days officially start in the evening,” Gu YuMian explained after a general understanding before he came. “Many orcs, witches and elves work and rest in the daytime and awaken at night. In the evening, shops, night markets and dinner parties will open, and they will stay up all night until it is quiet again at dawn.”

That was why Utopia suggested that the order of play should start from the ‘Night Tour in Utopia’.

The Berry Festival was not as obvious as before near the World Tree. They could see it when they entered the main city area. Many shops and small houses were closed with curtains. Obviously, the owners were immersed in a dream, and only scattered tourists were wandering the street.

Gu YuMian parked their boat on the shore, put the sleeping fox in his arms, pushed the baby carriage with little Tangyuan, and let little husky move to digest his lunch.

The little husky started to run with his head shaking, ran from the beginning of the street to the end of the street, then rushed back, and circled Gu YuMian with something in his mouth. The little snow leopard lay on Gu YuMian’s shoulder, unconsciously moving his head and rubbing Gu YuMian’s neck. Gu YuMian didn’t dislike the peaceful Utopia nor the noisy Utopia at night.

The street was very quiet, small houses of various architectural styles were crowded and close to each other, and plants and potted flowers stretched out their branches, which also showed great vitality in this autumn weather.

The sky train was still roaring by, and the golden leaves of the World Tree fluttered down with the wind. A little fairy folded his wings and slept on the windowsill. The house of the orcs was a bit rough, with the totem flag flying in the wind. A young witch apprentice rode on their broom and couldn’t help but look back at Gu YuMian, fascinated.

“Er’er don’t run around,” Gu YuMian squatted down and scratched little husky’s neck. “It’s said that witches and dwarves are not very good tempered. Let’s not fight with them. Then… What’s in your mouth?”