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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!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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