The next park I passed was the Parrot Park.

　　A row of talkative parrots stood on the treetops and talked to me: "The CP you're addicted to is fake." "The day before the wedding, I discovered the secret between my fiancé and my best friend." "I am Qin Shihuang.

　　Actually, I didn't die.

　　If I spend 500 to buy a ticket back to the Mausoleum, I can come back with 30,000 Yin soldiers and appoint you as the Grand General." "There are no egg tarts on Crazy Thursday." I completely ignored them.

　　Finally, a parrot straightened its blood-stained feathers and said, "There is no signal in the park, and the people you're connecting with are not alive." I wanted to shut its mouth.

　　Why can't it speak properly? I'm unfamiliar with this unfamiliar place and have to rely on Shanyuan to survive.

　　I stopped in front of it and angrily shouted, "Stop saying things that sow discord.

　　The viewers in the live broadcast room are my internet parents." Parrot: "?" Parrot: "Pah, bootlicker." [Haha...haha...hahaha...How can a mere parrot try to sow discord.] [Wuwuwu...this is a touching sense of trust.] [I've been following the broadcaster for three years and haven't liked the wrong person.] [Fake fan, the broadcaster has only been streaming for two years.] The atmosphere in the live broadcast room made me feel slightly relieved.

　　I didn't care about the hopping parrot behind me and continued walking forward.