[Apologies, no abnormal data detected for this user.]
[Uploading video recording can significantly increase the success rate of reporting.]
Report failed?
Mu Cang, the great streamer, could not believe his game interface.
After all that, you're telling me he has no issues.
Unsatisfied, Mu Cang uploaded his video again.
This time, the game's customer service was much slower to respond.
A full ten minutes later, customer service finally sent their feedback.
[Hello, after inspection, the user you reported has normal data. Report not accepted.]
Another failure.
And this time, it wasn't just Mu Cang.
The chat stream also began to flood with comments.
"This is clearly a cheater, the review staff must be blind."
"Agreed."
"+1"
"+1"
"Wait, has anyone considered the possibility, just the possibility, that he's actually not cheating?"
"Impossible, if he's not cheating, I'll livestream myself eating fertilizer."
"Impossible, I'll livestream myself washing my hair while doing a handstand."
"Impossible, I'll livestream myself confessing my love."
"Stop arguing, I found that guy's livestream channel. He's also a streamer, let's go check it out and see for ourselves."
A message suddenly appeared on the screen.
Catching everyone's attention.
But as a major streamer, Mu Cang couldn't afford to get into a petty conflict and essentially promote the other channel.
Not to mention the platform itself was a huge issue.
Fortunately, some viewers volunteered to investigate the situation in the enemy's camp.
The great Mu Cang absentmindedly started another game round.
Though it looked like he was sniping, his shots were off several times.
Luckily, the viewers in his stream understood, otherwise they would have started flaming him long ago.
"They're back, they're back, latest update: Ear God was also taken down."
"Report: Triple Alliance God was defeated in battle."
"Explore and report again."
"Report: Sharp God fought three intense rounds against that guy but lost."
"Report: Battery Lord encountered the enemy in the wilderness and got one-shot headshot."
"Report: Hua God tried to turn the tides by cheating but failed miserably. The two sides battled on the city walls for dozens of rounds, but even Hua God could not overcome the enemy's might."
"Report..."
Top streamers from various platforms were sounding the alarm.
Anyone who matched during that time period was basically no match for Gan Zhe.
"Earning big, earning big."
Gan Zhe danced with joy like a kid on Spring Festival as he watched his bank account balance rapidly increase.
While other streamers were getting wrecked, Gan Zhe was raking in the cash.
The earnings from just those three days amounted to a whopping five million yuan.
Although thousands had reported him, did it really matter?
Not at all.
Even with many people cursing in his livestream chat, Gan Zhe's mood was completely unaffected.
He was already so wealthy, why would he care about such things?
The three-day period had ended, a small matter, so be it.
With a click, Gan Zhe closed his livestream, feeling extremely satisfied as he lay on his bed.
He leisurely browsed other streams.
As the saying goes, with a full stomach comes lewd thoughts.
The system's mission over the past three days had also concluded.
Having netted five million, Gan Zhe decided to treat himself.
Nannan, I'm here.
A fiery red super rocket soared into the livestream chat.
"Wow, thank you patron! What would you like to see? Black or white? Or should I do one of each?"
Nannan's voice was passionate like fire.
"Both, both are good."
Gan Zhe took out a new pack of tissues and wiped his nose.
"Or maybe I could dance for you instead?"
Nannan's voice was full of temptation.
Swish
Swish
Swish
Instead of replying, Gan Zhe used three super rockets to convey his intentions.
"One moment please, patron."
Nannan giggled mischievously as she moved away from the camera.
Though she left the frame, a small mirror behind revealed hazy, intermittent glimpses.
Only those with vision 6.0 or higher could make out the details.
Since most couldn't see, I won't elaborate further.
Soon, clad in sheer lingerie, Nannan returned to the main window.
"Thank you Zhe-ge for the super rockets. A sensual light wave dance for you."
While the dance was a repeat, as the saying goes, one fresh recruit, devoured across the land.
As the music started, the entire audience stood up.
Gan Zhe stared intently at the screen, his hands not on the keyboard.
Click
Just as the dance reached its climax, the screen went black.
After a minute of silence, the pitch-black livestream was flooded with a dense stream of comments like minnows crossing a river.
"Admin, you lost your household registration book."
"My multi-billion business just went bust, admin you better compensate me."
"Admin, no drumstick for your dinner tonight."
"I xxxxx"
Only Gan Zhe remained calm and indifferent, resting quietly in his seat.
Ping ping ping
Soon, his phone started receiving message notifications.
"Gan-gege, I'm so sorry, the admin was just too strict. I only did a little bit and got banned."
"But no worries, I can secretly send it to you, okay?"
Unfortunately, by then Gan Zhe had lost his desire, his mind like still waters.
"No need, another time."
"Aw, you're so boring, patron."
Nannan's passion was too much for Gan Zhe to handle.
He needed to find a way to cool down.
In Mo Yan's livestream
As soon as Gan Zhe entered, he immediately sent three super rockets.
Equality for all, right?
"Thank you for the big rockets, Zhe-ge."
Mo Yan's voice was icy cold, not even the massive rockets could thaw her chill.
Hmm...
Gan Zhe was speechless, not even a tiny reaction?
Nannan had directly offered rewards.
Challenges made things interesting.
Gan Zhe sent seven more super rockets.
Finally, Mo Yan reacted.
"Thank you Zhe-ge for the big rockets. I don't have any talents, but how about this - I'll sing a song for you."
"The words 'let's break up' came from your mouth"
"..."
"Walking in the cold wind of a winter night,"
"Scattered..."
This song was indeed quite cooling.
With a calmer mind, Gan Zhe began checking the next mission.
[Mission Issued: Increase your rates, minimum 50R/hour, accept orders from ten patrons]
[Mission Reward: M27 Expertise]
[Friendly Reminder: Cannot hire others with your own money, consequences will be severe]
50R/hour
Such a steep price, Gan Zhe's first thought was that the system had patched his exploit.
But this was a mission he could not avoid completing.
Reluctantly, Gan Zhe modified his rates and clicked to accept orders again.
Since the prices were so high, he would use time to offset it.
As long as he had enough time, some fool would eventually accept these rates.
In JianJian's livestream
"Reporting to your majesty, enemy traces discovered. Awaiting orders from the front line, shall we launch a counterattack?"
A comment appeared on the screen.
JianJian clenched her fists tightly and shouted, "Counterattack!"
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
n] Top-tier player Zhou Yi died and was reborn into the body of a hopeless simp who shared his name. His first love callously dumped him for a rich heir, his childhood sweetheart saw him as an embarrassment, the ice-cold campus beauty looked down on him—every woman he ever loved treated him like a pathetic doormat. But later, his ex came crawling back in tears: "Yi, I was wrong. Please take me back." His childhood sweetheart became hopelessly devoted: "Yi, just one more glance from you is all I ask." The aloof campus belle blushed as she handed him a love letter: "Zhou Yi, I was blind before. Will you accept my feelings?" To all of them, Zhou Yi just smiled. "Sorry, too late. I’m done with love." Oh, and he also gained a system—every time he earned a woman’s affection, his looks improved and his bank account grew. Soon, he became the nation’s most eligible bachelor, with socialites and heiresses begging for his attention...
