Dorisan hugged her chest with both hands, but one could still see the blurry flesh and blood on her chest, horribly mangled by an explosion, with fresh blood sprayed on her arms, dripping tick by tick onto the floor.
Cockroaches scurried over quickly, licking the blood.
[SLR camera, when photographing, will display a fidelity rate.]
[When cosplayers role-play, if the fidelity rate is below 70%, for females, their chests will explode, if it's a male, then their little brother will blow up!]
Upon hearing this comment, Lin Baici suddenly felt a chill down there and wanted to cross his legs.
[The lower the fidelity rate, the greater the injury you'll receive!]
[But don't worry, no one will die, it will just teach you a lesson!]
[Cosplay isn't just about wearing the corresponding clothes, you need to also capture the essence of the character!]
"Everyone, be careful, that camera must be one of the Taboo things, everyone do your COS with heart, don't slack off!"
Lin Baici warned.
