“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.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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?!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
