As expected...
Chaichai looked at the screen, not only did she breathe a sigh of relief,
she instantly recognized that the person in the picture was indeed Li Ang based on factors like the revolver, hoodie, Anti-Dragon Madness Helt, and speech mannerisms.
The filming perspective of this doorway competition doesn't mark out players' specific identities, and currently, there are no kill notification subtitles or elimination notification subtitles,
The characters, skills, and combat scenes appearing on the screen are all explained by comntators from various platforms.
Besides those comntators who are players themselves, most ordinary comntators have received short-term ergency training, roughly understanding the ID nas, guild affiliations, power systems, and previous winning or losing relations of the top 300 players.
So they can chi in occasionally when players are explaining the situation.
However, quite a few players among the top 300 choose to temporarily disguise themselves and hide their identity,
resulting in so less knowledgeable or perceptive comntators being unable to distinguish who is who, having no choice but to audaciously comnt randomly.
For example, "This player feels they have a huge advantage! This player rushed forward! This player was instantly killed!"
"Like a demon descending from the heavens, truly a terrestrial god. This player... amazing!"
"Professional comntators must dare to make judgnts! I declare that these three from Gen-Sys Biotech Company have already won, it's impossible for them to lose. They are the individual combat powers ranked 91st, Nabbers, 104th, Andos, and 117th, Hundred-faced Demon Throat; their combined power is enough to contend with players within the top fifty levels.
If they lose, I'll eat the screen behind
on the spot!
What? Oh, the opponent is Hoenhem ranked sixth? Oh, that's fine then."
Such face-slapping scenes are common, attracting ridicule and protests from the audience — one of the major responsibilities of a comntator is to analyze the situation and help the audience place better bets.
Of course, one can't put all the bla on the comntators, as the think tanks of official institutions from various regions also make judgnt errors, as there are too many factors deciding the outco of battles,
like terrain, the ntal and physical condition of players, skills and equipnt cooldowns, previous winning or losing relations, and the psychological burden brought by external forces.
There will always be tis of misjudgnt.
Just now, when the screen showed Liu Wu Dai being chased by Red Eye Yellow Moth and others, Chaichai was worried for a while,
Later, Liu Wu Dai, in an extre counterattack, instantly killed three, and was then personally suppressed by Red Eye Yellow Moth, about to be injected with parasitic wasp eggs,
The situation changed rapidly, and the outside comntators were rendered speechless in awe, just when everyone thought Liu Wu Dai would forfeit or be controlled parasitically, a bullet flew out of nowhere, decisively blowing off the skull of Red Eye Yellow Moth.
It drew incredulous exclamations from the comntators.
The detector of the Killing Field ga doesn't have a youth mode, showing the bloody scenes in full view; all streaming platforms faithfully presented the spectacle of Red Eye Yellow Moth's skull flying off—
Originally, so official institutions considered installing patch software in streaming platforms to automatically recognize and pixelate bloody scenes,
But considering the Killing Field ga's impartial nature, its future penetration into the real world would grow stronger, not stopping for the sake of the youth,
In the end, the decision was made to forgo the harmonization patch, letting the global audience adapt prematurely to the possibly difficult and perilous environnt to co...
Even soone ranked 99th in personal combat power, a first-tier combatant of the European Heavy Industry Group, the leader of gangs in Brazil, or a strongman of the Seven Martial Seas, might face death at any mont.
Under the massive environnt of the Killing Field ga, ordinary people can only beco strong, adapting to this painful yet opportunity-filled era.
Thinking of this, Chaichai subconsciously touched the ancient book "Jidou Yanchi of Nine Underworld" on the table, its ordinary brown-yellow pages seed to have a magical power, twisting the surrounding light.
Like Li Ang's [Psychic Ability Crystal Guidebook · Primary], this ancient book is also the upper volu of the three volus, containing a power system nad [Jidou Yanchi], perfect for Soul cultivation, with nine levels, nad the Nine Underworld.
The top three realms are Through Underworld, Art Conceal, Yin God,
She had only completed Through Underworld and just entered the Art Conceal realm, yet she could fearlessly walk under the blazing sun,
If she could cultivate into the Yin God, according to the ancient book, she could manifest clarity, expand her Qi Sea with her soul, no longer needing to rely on Yin Qi.
She could solidify her form, casting many spells,
And could also dematerialize at will, flying out of thin air, traveling a thousand miles a day.
The only issue is, the words, layout, writing style, and language habits of this book "Jidou Yanchi of Nine Underworld" do not seem to originate from Earth...
Buzz buzz——
The phone vibrated, a QQ call from Wang Congshan.
Here it cos.
Chaichai's heart tightened, one of her major reasons for staying in the mortal realm was to help Li Ang cover, disguising as if he was still normally active in the mortal realm.
Chaichai coughed twice, adjusted her voice, and picked up the call, "Hello..."
Wang Congshan's voice ca through the phone, "Hey, what are you doing?"
"Watching the live stream," Chaichai replied, "the official stream, Channel One."
At that mont, three channels of the Global Occult Coalition and seven official channels of the Special Affairs Bureau were broadcasting scenes of Li Ang and Liu Wu Dai—comntators identified Liu Wu Dai's ID,
because of Li Ang's disguise (not wearing the Dragon Head White Lab Coat and using a new weapon not used before), his identity couldn't be confird (or perhaps they pretended not to know).
But none of that stopped the comntators from exclaiming in amazent.
Wang Congshan said on the QQ call, "Hey, I thought you'd be on Twitch, watching those unofficial channels with beautiful female comntators."
"What's there to see,"
Chaichai smirked disdainfully, "A soft voice, slow speech, hesitant judgnts, monotonous descriptors, and cosplay costus for flaunting deliberately.
Besides body curves and facial looks, there's nothing comndable.
Furthermore..."
"Furthermore what?"
"Ahem, nothing."
Chaichai coughed twice, trying to cover up.
Li Ang had told her that Killing Field gas had advanced dical ans, costic surgeries were extraordinarily popular, and even a pig could be surgically transford into a reincarnated Pan An or equal to Xi Shi in beauty.
Moreover, according to certain rumors on player forums, many secret societies want to officially appear in front of the world during this Lost World event, expanding their business to the Mortal Realm,
Those beautiful female comntators on Twitch unofficial channels might be drag queens, switch-headed monstrosities, or even non-humans, like goblins, trolls, Jackaln modified by the Demon Scientist Alliance,
Of course, there's also the possibility they're real Succubi, playing on the edge in live streams, harvesting desires to strengthen themselves—the Succubus bloodline is, after all, a type of charm-focused path.
Chaichai diverted the topic, "By the way, did you place your bet yet?"
"Ah?"
Wang Congshan was taken aback, "Not yet, waiting for the official text. Oh yeah, quickly, quickly, switch to Channel Nine."
"Channel Nine?"
Chaichai tilted her head, opened the web page, and imdiately saw four beautiful girls, "Huh? Isn't that..."
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