Chapter 20 Is the Clown Actually ?
Translator: 549690339
What kind of people are these?
Throwing tens of thousands of yuan around like it’s nothing? Do they think it’s toilet paper?
Lu Junming, bombarded by a succession of Super Rockets, went from shock to anger. He was about to spew rage when a shiver ran down his spine and a question erged in his mind.
How could a newbie strear possibly have so many wealthy patrons?
“Damn, this isn’t about ignoring , this is about having already signed with a guild!”
Upon realizing this, Lu Junming trembled with fury, his body drenched in cold sweat despite the scorching sumr heat, his hands and feet icy cold. Was society still bearable?
It had always been him who donated first, then led the public to donate, splitting the proceeds seventy-thirty afterward. He had never anticipated being outplayed by a peer today.
Damn it, he should’ve guessed earlier. That strear’s broadcasting equipnt clearly wasn’t cheap; it couldn’t be gotten for less than a couple hundred thousand. It was obviously backed and prominently promoted by a big guild.
As for the idea of a second-generation rich kid live streaming, Lu Junming never considered it.
Give a break, since when do rich kids live stream to the point of exhaustion?
Lu Junming who considered himself savvy was filled with shock and anger. He had thought he found an easy target, but instead ended up shorn bare. Who could tolerate this?
[***, you wait and see, you won’t win next ti we compete on the leaderboard!]
[Trash!]
After hurling these two insults, Lu Junming clicked the close button on the page. Out of sight, out of mind!
“Eh, what’s this?”
Bi Fang, just noticing the unusual commotion in his live stream room, scratched his head, not understanding why he was suddenly being cursed at.
From beginning to end, the two of them never had a direct encounter.
[Strear, don’t bother with that joker, just a guild account trying to gain visibility. But they got scared away by the big patrons.]
[Right, never seen a patron this charismatic before.]
[What a sight, magnificent!]
[Lord Mu must be the alt of so tycoon, right?]
Just as people were curious whether Lord Mu was an alt, a cool entrance effect appeared, followed by yet another ten Super Rockets.
[Luo Chongyang gifts the strear Super Rocket*10–Eh, what happened to that guild account just now? I just changed accounts; how co it vanished?]
[Haha, that familiar feeling, confird it’s an alt!]
[Lord Mu, is that you? I’m Xia Yuhe from the shores of Lake Ming, rember ?]
[Already starting to suck up? Not going to earn money together?]
[Damn, a real tycoon for sure!]
Recognizing audience mbers were imdiately astounded. Brother Chongyang was well-known among several strears as a VIP, having spent so much it was uncountable. Soone once noted that at his most extravagant, he had gifted several hundred thousand yuan to different strears in a single day!
No wonder he was so bold—he was the real deal!
anwhile, Bi Fang, after reviewing the barrage of ssages, finally understood what had happened and imdiately thanked the wealthy patrons for their gifts.
“Thank you, thank you all for your support. But I won’t join a guild, rest assured.”
[That’s right, don’t worry about the leaderboard, Old Fang. Just stick to your own streaming style. If you lose, I’ll write my na Shennong backwards!]
[Count in, Fat Cat at your service! I’ll be at the top of the leaderboard!]
[Then I’ll be the tonsils!]
Once again, the originally serious atmosphere of the live stream room turned into a fest of ridiculousness…
Bi Fang shook his head, sowhat at a loss.
But that wave of gifts he just received really shocked him—it was over fifty thousand RMB! Just his share alone was several tens of thousands.
Although Bi Fang had known for a long ti that with the System, fa and fortune would co his way, he couldn’t help but feel his blood boil with excitent when he saw a glimpse of what was to co!
A true man should be like this!
However, the top priority was still to fill his stomach.
Bi Fang weighed his backpack, which had gotten significantly heavier, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
He took a glance at the live stream comnts and suddenly noticed that the barrage of ssages was getting more and more outrageous, even including composition of “***,” so he quickly steered the topic back on track.
“Although we’ve caught prey in the wild, we must never let our guard down because the scent of blood could attract vicious predators. Luckily, my backpack isolates scents well, which is why I could leave the hunting site imdiately,” he said.
“But today was indeed a stroke of luck because wild rabbits usually live alone. I didn’t expect to stumble upon a pair this ti. Perhaps they were siblings which allowed them to coexist peacefully, or maybe they were in the midst of courtship when we encountered them.”
[What a coincidence, a pair!]
[Courtship? Traveled thousands of miles to deliver a double kill?]
[Rabbits: We can only be husband and wife in the next life!]
[But why did the other one hit the tree?]
[Just joined, don’t know why everyone is so excited, I think it’s so fake…]
Bi Fang read through the comnts one by one, and when he got to the last one, he didn’t explain.
Even though the whole process was indeed very coincidental.
But that’s the truth!
How could he explain that?
“As for the rabbit hitting the tree, it’s related to the rabbit’s escape habits,” he said.
“We can notice that the path a rabbit takes when fleeing is not straight but zigzags. Do you rember what I said earlier about the rabbit’s vision?”
“Rabbits have high nasal bones, and each eye can only see clearly in front of that side, creating a blind spot, so it might run headlong into danger without choosing its path due to panic. Moreover, the rabbit’s skull isn’t very thick, so a collision can easily knock it unconscious or even cause death.”
[Oh dear! Wouldn’t you be frightened? Was just getting cozy, and suddenly cos a flying spear, skewering my mate.]
[666, munching on grass, getting intimate, and suddenly the strear swoops in for the kill!]
[Watching live streams are nothing compared to reading comnts.]
Who would have thought – being alone in the wilderness, seeing these silly comnts from online friends actually significantly reduced ntal stress.
After returning to the creek, Bi Fang reflected on this for a mont, drank a few mouthfuls of water, cleaned his Stone Spear and hands to remove any scents, and then continued on his way.
In the afternoon, just like the day before, Bi Fang found a relatively open spot, built a new shelter, and prepared to start a fire again.
“This ti, starting a fire will be much easier. Just by using charcoal and a Flint Stone, we can get a fla very quickly!”
Bi Fang took out so charcoal, broke it into long strip-like pieces with a stone, and arranged the charcoal sticks in a crisscross pattern, two layers worth.
Then he shaved so dry wood into fine fuzz to serve as tinder and placed it in the center of the charcoal arrangent.
“Pay attention, everyone. When placing the tinder, ensure it’s at a distance from the charcoal. If it’s placed right under the charcoal, the flas from the tinder can easily be smothered,” he instructed.
With that, Bi Fang took out two pieces of Flint Stone and started striking them over the tinder. After just a few strikes, sparks flew out and landed on the tinder, starting to smoke.
It wasn’t long before tiny flas sprouted, and Bi Fang quickly piled charcoal on top of the growing fire.
“After igniting the tinder, you can do as I did, choose long strips or pieces of charcoal to cover the tinder like a lid, which concentrates the heat. Rember to leave gaps between the pieces of charcoal to allow air to circulate,” he explained.
In just two or three minutes, the small fla leaped up and turned the charcoal red hot.
Watching the roaring flas, Bi Fang couldn’t wait to unzip his backpack.
All the hard work.
Finally, it was ti to eat at!
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