"Hello everyone, I'm Narrator Xiaohuang."
"Hello everyone, I'm Narrator Xiaosun."
In the studio, two figures, one short and one fat, sat solemnly at the comntary desk, dressed in formal suits.
The narrator with the shorter neck, surnad Huang, said, "The Lost World tournant has been going on for a whole day now. We're on our third wave of comntators, and the viewers in front of the screen should also rember to take breaks."
"That's right, the tournant is long, and we ask viewers to distribute their ti wisely. Stay tuned for first-hand updates from your local official channels, so you don't miss out on the event news."
Added the narrator with the smaller eyes, surnad Sun.
This is the number seventeen streaming room of the Global Supernatural Alliance, with a relatively low priority, so the atmosphere in the room isn't too tense. We can read the comnts sent by viewers and interact a bit,
When the players first entered the Lost World, the narrators could still read sponsorship ads from cards, such as,
"Kebikele Energy Drink, for intense monts, the refreshing feeling returns. Protheus Kebikele, empowering you through every night's battle."
The initial funding of the Global Supernatural Alliance primarily cos from regional official contributions based on shares. To ensure as much independent operation as possible, free from other factions' interference and control,
The Global Supernatural Alliance has recently also been trying to engage in comrcial operations, such as placing harmless ads or auctioning off program naming rights.
"Alright, according to the comntary rotation system, our Number Three comntator Xiaoi will take a rest for now."
The narrator surnad Huang said, "We are now welcoming a heavyweight mystery guest. She is one of the top 200 elite players in the current Killing Ga and a regular mber of our 'Wind Chaser' program..."
The scene switches to Pei Youzhen, already dressed in the attire of a girl-next-door.
"Hello everyone, I'm Narrator Pei Youzhen."
The girl from Seoul smiled and waved at the cara, and within less than half a minute, the popularity in the livestream room soared. The barrage of comnts increased visibly, filling the entire screen, even spreading to the fourth and fifth split screens.
'Wind Chaser' is indeed a top-tier program in the present Mortal Realm, with mbers each possessing unique characteristics, high appearance and strength, and inherently promoting positive energy to safeguard the public, amassing countless fans worldwide.
["It's so good that you're back, Youzhen! I was worried sick about you, wahhh!"]
["Youzhen, you are the ideal of the mortal world ahhh!"]
["Appearance says it all, no explanation needed."]
["Can the two male narrators next to her sit farther away? You're blocking my view of Youzhen."]
["Please, you two male narrators, show so respect. The narrator on the left, reveal your neck. The narrator on the right, open your eyes."]
The densely woven comnts flowed past, but Xiaohuang and Xiaosun, being professional strears, remained calm, listening to the director's instructions in their earpieces, casually greeting Pei Youzhen, and quickly steering the topic back to the competition.
Earlier in the tournant livestream, there were appearances of Otherworldly people, even strongest fighters like Michael were sealed by them.
For the general masses, they actually had little understanding of the top-tier scale of battles in the Killing Ga, and for Michael, for whom there's little peripheral information, they had no particular sense of awe.
Nevertheless, the thought that "those not of our species are bound to be different" is common to all humans,
the Transcendents from the Different World are evidently organized and disciplined, harboring malice from the outset,
since they could seal Michael and murder and kidnap Earth players, who's to say they won't eventually launch an invasion of Earth and instigate war.
Currently, local officials have yet to thoroughly investigate the opposition's background and can only prepare for war with missiles poised for launch and carrier groups deployed,
simultaneously utilizing dia platforms to repeatedly explain and reassure the public not to panic as the situation remains under control.
As a mber of the Global Supernatural Alliance, Pei Youzhen naturally had to contribute to maintaining stability,
In the streaming room, she explained the situation of Lost World in her capacity as a senior player and contestant.
It is indeed true that Michael and Lose Control have been sealed, and indeed, certain players were defeated, retired or encountered kidnapping and control,
but on Earth's end, there still exists a considerable number of apex fighters.
Located in the lower levels of the Lost World, Tai Hao halted the competition between Zhan Lu, Ding Zhensi and others with Raging Fire and Amber, evidently aiming to unite the remnant forces of the Special Affairs Bureau and the Syndicate,
From the upper levels of the Lost World, Abel, David and Ares also rescued Paranoia and Dahan, Ant King, currently progressing downward, sending signals, searching for Earth players.
While other players scattered across different regions, like Baraleika and the Witch, have also discovered matters regarding Otherworldly players, joining forces either actively or passively.
Additionally, Eva and others surprisingly received assistance from the insect swarm, which might allow leveraging the insect swarm's strength to defend against Otherworldly Transcendents.
"Overall, the surviving Earth players currently divided into four forces are advancing towards the lower levels of the Lost World.
Given that the Lost World as a whole is shaped like an inverted cone, they are very likely to converge before being located by the Otherworldly Transcendents."
Pei Youzhen calmly stated, "The remaining power may not necessarily lose to the adversaries..."
Her explanation brought considerable reassurance to the viewers, who expressed understanding widely.
However, much like any other streaming room, occasional negative comnts drifted across the screen,
so questioning Pei Youzhen's judgnt ability,
so doubting her personal strength,
and others deeming her a deserter, fleeing and surrendering before the crisis, causing their team's defenses to collapse in the Bug Nest at the ti, and mbers being captured by the swarm.
As evidence, they pointed out that Pei Youzhen had no visible injuries and was in excellent condition, sharply contrasting with the battered appearance of Qin and others in the broadcast footage,
and so malicious comnts even flatly accused Pei Youzhen of wanting her teammates dead at the ti.
Being an experienced player, Pei Youzhen was quite composed, ignoring these comnts, while the nearby narrators Sun and Huang kept diverting the topic, simultaneously hinting for the streaming room admins to control the comnts and permanently ban accounts.
"...Currently, the copies of 'When Stars Return' we have and show in front of the cara include ①, ②, ③, ⑤, ⑦, ⑨, ⑩, seven in total, and through analyzing the comic content, we can see..."
Pei Youzhen communicated calmly and objectively with the other two narrators, analyzing the situation, yet with an ever-increasing number of malicious personal attack comnts, she finally couldn't hold back,
With a "crack," she forcefully crushed a specialized pen in her hand.
The pen tip broke, piercing the solid table, black ink splattered onto Pei Youzhen's clothes.
Not good!
The two male narrators beside her felt their hearts skip a beat. Having undergone training at the Global Supernatural Alliance, they had heard of,
this sixteen-year-old Miss Pei Youzhen from Seoul, seemingly gentle and gracious, with elegant manners, able to dance and play the piano, had even participated in idol trainee programs of a large Seoul entertainnt company, and boasted a considerable fanbase even before becoming a player,
yet according to so rumors, she was actually a mber of the Seoul street racing clique, wearing opaque motorcycle helts and wielding baseball bats to partake in gang fights...
The cuter the exterior, the more violent the interior, and the more ruthless her actions.
"No, how could I have gone over when Eva was besieged by three Bug Nest Overlords, with Qin not there? You tell ."
Pei Youzhen took a deep breath, adjusted her earpiece, eyeing a certain comnt on the screen, asked expressionlessly, "She was besieged by three Bug Nest Overlords, do you think I could have protected her?
Do you know what the concept of three Bug Nest Overlords is?
If Qin and Bai Haozheng were present, why wouldn't I be there, you tell , huh?
We agreed to defend one direction each, Eva and I had Qin and Bai Haozheng between us,
If they didn't go, why would I, huh? My direction doesn't need defending anymore, right?
She was the first to be besieged by Bug Nest Overlords, so it's naturally the nearest who goes to support, why should I be the one to go?
Co on, just that comnt, I'll let you speak with privilege, co on,
this guy nad [znhj] you pest, speak, co on.
I****you***
You***
If you don't explain clearly today, I'll be at your doorstep soon, you understand?
Doo doo doo, I'll get a suona blowing for you, sending you off joyfully."
Oh no!!!
A livestream accident!!!
Both narrators, Sun and Huang, were instantly soaked in cold sweat,
Their streaming room was low priority, previously focused on narrating scenes lacking combat, so the livestream was set with very low latency,
Now the staff from the broadcast team were in a frenzy, standing behind the transparent soundproof glass, the director gesturing wildly, signaling a live stream accident, urging Pei Youzhen to stop quickly.
"Um..."
Huang tried to interrupt Pei Youzhen, but the latter, consud by anger, raised her arm without the slightest heed, continuing to say, "D*mn,
I just can't tolerate weaklings who don't understand the competition debating here,
How can I protect her when both Qin and Bai Haozheng, who are closest to Eva, haven't gone?
I **you**, you tell ."
This is bad, really bad.
Comntator Sun felt his heart about to stop abruptly. The live streaming room of the Global Supernatural Alliance was very luxurious, catering to audiences from different regions worldwide,
with so rooms equipped with automatic subtitles and artificial intelligence for real-ti translation.
The enraged Pei Youzhen burst into Korean curses,
and these profanities appeared perfectly as subtitles and simultaneous translations on audiences' screens everywhere.
"I'm not panicking; just explain it clearly, can you?
You can't understand the match, can't type it out clearly, and yet you argue aninglessly here. What's the point?
You claim to be a fan of the seventh group of Wind Chaser, but I've seen so many like you. Claiming to be a fan, appearing impartial,
wanting the six mbers to shine individually, while in reality, you're a toxic solo fan, so foolish and evil, wishing your bias to go solo and beco famous overnight, leaving the rest as a pile of mud."
Pei Youzhen laughed amidst the curses,
seeing the ocean of colorful comnts flooding the screen, thinking about the fear and despair she faced in the Bug Nest, a feeling of grievance, sadness, and resentnt rose in her heart.
This emotion quickly turned into self-abandonnt. She carelessly let go of the broken pen in her hand, looking at a comnt sent by user ID [znhj] saying [I'm a stage-four Lv10 player, I understand the match] and laughed,
"You're Lv10, feel it's my fault, then it's my fault, why do you know that?
Because what a Lv10 says is like sothing a terminal cancer patient says, they're in that state, why not go along with him? One must give people a good mory in their final monts, right?"
[Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't lower yourself to their level. Heartbreaking, comforting]
[??? Did I offend you by being Lv10?]
[Looking down on Lv10?]
[You say it is, then it is, no argunt]
[Guarding the world's best Youzhen]
The comnts flooded by,
the expression of the two male comntators stiffened, seeing the chaotic staff behind the glass, they had given up struggling.
"Because the Lv10 rank is very awkward."
Pei Youzhen gestured with her hands, "Lv10, Lv11, Lv12 these.
A little higher, hey, Lv15, Lv18,
might have so ability, can manipulate a bit, can understand all the details happening in the match.
Below Lv10, Lv3 to Lv7,
ah, those are simply beginners who have just beco players and know nothing, because they're too inexperienced, they know they're rubbish themselves, have no strength, can't understand the matches, so they don't speak.
But Lv10, stuck in a rank you can't move up or down from.
They want to move up, level up quickly to beco Lv15,
but unfortunately, their competence is inadequate, talent is lacking, and they can't get recognized by major organizations and forces, living in fear of dying in script tasks every day.
Want to rise, but can't.
Trying to blend into local rubbish guild, yet finds it worthless.
Oh, I've struggled to beco Lv10, joining an insignificant local broken guild, can't even mix up to vice president, minister, or deputy minister, stuck with other newbies,
thinking, I'm a stage-four veteran player, newbies below Lv10 aren't worthy of staying with
together.
Right, Lv5 is the most garbage.
But they want to rise but can't, because they're scared, scared to take on routine tasks in the real world, quickly earn experience, afraid to die.
So this level is the most awkward, stuck here.
Wanting to operate but can't operate,
teaming up with low-level newbies, tackling routine tasks, yet feels like losing face, diminishes personal resu, right.
A stage-four player, still Lv10 at this point, what is it?
Xi Ba essence"
[Yes, yes, yes]
[Luckily I'm Lv17, escaped from disaster]
[Defense broken? Rank superiority dog? More enthusiastic the more you speak?]
[Youzhen don't be angry! It's already a live broadcast accident]
[Youzhen don't get angry with such people, wuwuwu]
"Hmph."
Pei Youzhen saw a comnt floating by, sneered coldly, used her extraordinary dynamic vision and muscle control, moved the mouse, locked on a colorful comnt saying she had rank superiority.
(Colorful comnts in the live streaming room are sent from network IPs of guilds recognized by the Global Supernatural Alliance, can only be players)
"This comnt says I'm superior, getting more enthusiastic as I speak. Why does he say that? Because he's Lv10."
Pei Youzhen clicked the mouse wildly, looking at the screen showing [Critical Notification]
[Blue Lightning]
[Diagnosed on the spot]
[Direct praise]
Various comnts, said: "This person is also a player, and a guild player at that.
Now, what kind of ntality does this person have?
He thinks, strear, your rank is higher than mine,
you just beca a player earlier, got mixed experience, mixed up to this level,
you just relied on the first-mover advantage to beco an outstanding operative of the Global Supernatural Alliance,
relied on the first-mover advantage to beco top 300 globally.
Anything you say is superior.
I don't care whether what you say makes sense."
Pei Youzhen laughed and gestured, pointing at the screen, "I'm Lv10, I'm the best, if I were in Lost World I could win the championship, all match players are stupid 'pi',
you being higher rank than
is just bullshit.
This is how these people think,
but well, their thought is correct, why?
Pei Youzhen leaned back and gave the final judgnt, "Because he's in terminal cancer,
no choice, I agree."
[End-to-end coherence]
[Full marks composition]
[World line surgery]
[Queen's speech]
[Those who can control such a woman, Ju Tianfu, forever god]
The number of comnts reached a peak at this mont, causing even lag in the livestreaming room. Pei Youzhen's face was expressionless, heart like still water, just ready to wait for rebuke from higher-ups,
but instead heard the leader's excited voice in the headphones.
Ju Tianfu just sent a ssage; the Divine Power Index is surging rapidly.
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