“Wow, the man's voice is so comforting and magnetic, I love it!”
“What does the streamer broadcast?”
“How did this streaming room get featured on the homepage on the first day? Does he have connections?”
“Of course he does. Check out his account yourself, not even half an hour into his first stream.”
“What a great streamer.”
Ye Bufan ignored the messy barrage of comments and clicked to start the game.
Then he said, "Today we're streaming League of Immortals."
"Can you stream League of Immortals on this platform?"
"Don't know."
"My stream got banned last time I streamed it. So now it's allowed? Let me try."
"Goodbye, brother. And good luck."
One minute later
"Bros, I'm back. My stream got banned again."
"Thank Shennong. I was going to try too."
"Thank Shennong."
"Shennong thanks."
"Why are you all thanking him? Aren't you curious how he is allowed to stream it?"
"What's there to wonder about? Someone featured on the homepage can't be ordinary."
Ye Bufan chose his hero and finally had time to read the comments.
He casually said, "Bros, don't tip the small gifts. Call out three sixes and later I'll teach you all how to play Jade Emperor."
Seeing the brick and stone ranked accounts on screen, the comments were unusually filled with ellipses.
"........."
"........"
"......."
"People in brick and stone ranks are teaching now?"
"Streamer, my account is in King rank. Can I still learn something?"
"This can't be a boosted account, right?"
The game loaded quickly.
The five heroes soon descended into the Spring Water.
"First, we head mid-lane. Oh right, need to buy items too."
As the game started, Ye Bufan also started teaching properly.
"No duh."
"Can the streamer state more of the obvious?"
The streaming room filled with boos. Is it necessary to state something so obvious?
"Alright, we see the minion waves converging soon. Next is key. We clear the wave first and get level 2."
"Then, throw peach, throw minion."
Ye Bufan had no time to read comments. He just operated while explaining.
Seeing the hero with all skills on cooldown, some in the comments were already flaming.
"Trash streamer. Is this it?"
"Shit streamer, wasted my time and youth."
Of course, these people were immediately muted by over a dozen mods waiting readily.
"Open your eyes wide. I'm about to get first blood."
Ye Bufan spoke loudly and confidently. That was how he had been getting first blood recently.
"Streamer, I think you should know you're about to die."
"If the streamer can get first blood, I'll....send three sixes."
Seeing the streamer get beat down to low health, the comments wanted to mock him at first.
But the next second, the allies came. After unloading all skills, the enemy midlaner was left residual.
Ye Bufan lightly auto attacked once to secure the kill.
"Alright, got the first blood. Understand now? It's that simple."
The enemy midlaner died tragically. Ye Bufan casually cleared the wave while explaining leisurely.
"I could do that with my tongue."
"Where can I find teammates like that?"
Ye Bufan read the comments: "At Dream Together Escort Play, my old teammates were as bad as yours. Then I found Dream Together Escort Play and finally got decent teammates. Matchmaking and climbing ranks is easy."
"Is this an ad?"
"Whoa, advertising already on his first day of streaming?"
[Fishxxx tipped Brain Axe x999]
[Mushroom tipped Brain Axe x999]
[...]
While chatting, a wave of big spenders suddenly rushed in and tipped gifts.
"Isn't that famous streamer Mushroom? He's gifting too?"
"Are these the whales of xx guild?"
"What's going on? Over ten thousand gifts sent out already."
The viewers discussed spiritedly. These gift senders were no ordinary people.
Some were guild leaders, others famous streamers on the platform, and even some from other platforms.
"Stop gifting, stop gifting. Why send gifts?"
Seeing the screen filled with gifts, Ye Bufan was very unhappy. Does it look like he lacks money?
But the gifts in the comments did not decrease after his words. Rather, they kept increasing.
Ye Bufan raged on the spot and stopped playing.
He opened the streaming page and looked everywhere but could not find what he wanted.
He could only helplessly complain, "This crap platform is useless. It doesn't even have a send fans gifts feature. I'm very disappointed."
Upon hearing this, the comments were filled with ellipses again.
"Chairman, bad news. The unfilial milk cover said our streaming platform is useless."
A monitoring staff hurriedly reported to the Chairman.
"Why even say anything? If there's an issue, fix it immediately!" The Chairman was furious. How could his staff be so tactless?
"But his requirement is very strange. He wants to gift fans in reverse." The monitoring staff said helplessly. How could they still profit that way?
"I don't care how strange it is. Just do it! Forget it, I'll call the technical director myself." The Chairman hurriedly hung up and dialed another number. "Director Cao? You should know the streaming room's requirement. I don't care how strange it is. Patch it online immediately. The faster the better."
The technical director was also keeping an eye on the streaming room. He hurriedly replied, "No problem!"
After hanging up, Director Cao seemed to have changed faces. He turned and solemnly said, "You heard the requirements clearly. Get to work!"
After one game ended.
The viewers were numb from watching.
So this is the legendary tech streamer?
All the kills relied on picking up scraps. He would randomly die when nothing was happening.
But the most amusing thing was how seriously he was teaching.
"Streamer, I won't ask if you're technically skilled or not. I just want to ask what are the names of those two sweet-voiced female escorts?"
"Same question."
"Are those really escorts? Can you share their accounts? I want to try."
"Great skills and sweet voices. I want to try too."
Seeing the comments begging en masse for the girls' accounts, Ye Bufan ignored them.
Joking around. He was a monthly subscriber. If they wanted to play, they'd have to wait till next month.
[New version updating soon, please do not exit the software]
The system prompted popped up on everyone's phone.
Update
Ye Bufan didn't think too much of it. He simply felt the Confirm button looked off.
"Whoosh"
The update pack was small and finished in a flash.
"Oh, a new feature to gift fans."
Ye Bufan looked happily at the platform's new feature.
As long as streamers gifted in stream, fans could snatch them depending on speed. The bigger the gift, the more slots available.
Great feature.
A huge spaceship rose in the streaming room.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
