With the promotion and popularization of VR live streaming equipnt, the impact of VR live streaming on the current live streaming industry has gradually diminished. Although the experience pods are not yet widely available and are only open for purchase by the governnt and enterprises, the production capacity of the motion equipnt for these experiences has caught up. VR outdoor live streaming has gradually beco akin to console gaming—not everyone owns the equipnt, but it’s no longer surprising as a form of live streaming.
Moreover, through the trial and error of other strears, the once overly enthusiastic audience has cooled down, realizing that not all types of content are suitable for VR. Additionally, prolonged use of VR equipnt is more exhausting than watching TV or movies for extended periods.
Over ti, those who have survived and thrived in this wave are the outdoor strears with innovative and rare content.
Even as her collaborations increased, Chu Tingwu didn’t take the opportunity to push herself harder by using VR equipnt for every stream. She maintained her usual pace, with two to three VR parkour streams per week, occasionally switching to high-altitude skateboarding. The rest of the ti, she continued her laid-back routine, streaming everyday life.
—After all, she didn’t have a suitable venue for other sports before.
So thought she was foolish for not capitalizing on the exclusive access to VR technology to amass more fans and break through to beco the top strear on the platform with millions of followers.
But her more devoted fans would say: “Have you ever seen a part-ti content creator who’s also the top strear on a video platform?”
Besides, Chu Tingwu didn’t really need that kind of traffic. She could live well without it. She didn’t promote products (except for her own company’s), didn’t take on sponsorships (police promotions probably didn’t count), and only relied on the platform’s base pay (though Fenghua Network didn’t disclose that she held shares). When she stread, it was simply to share her life—just watch and enjoy.
Of course, the deeper reason was that Chu Tingwu alone couldn’t expand the VR video audience to such a scale. Now, from cooking to household chores, hiking to cycling, with the diversity of video content, her company’s VR motion equipnt was selling exceptionally well.
Their equestrian coach, who had followed them here, thought the sa. She had watched Chu Tingwu’s videos before but beca a regular viewer after VR live streaming erged. Now, she even felt a sense of reflection—
Unconsciously, she felt that her life had changed a lot. From her cat’s neutering to charity promotions, from docuntaries appearing online to new AR gas, these changes happened gradually. Even now, as she rode her horse, gazing at the pristine pasture with no one in sight, the hidden cara peeking out, the road winding into the distance, her mood inexplicably lifted.
Although the horses could roam freely, there was a resting area at night. The over 10,000-acre ranch was divided into sections, each spacious enough to be a mansion for the horses. The coach also lived nearby, in the staff quarters across from the main buildings.
Across from there, training facilities for racehorses were being built, as suggested by the coach. With such excellent conditions, why not train the horses and send them to compete?
Chu Tingwu and the others boarded the boat, and the coach helped bring the horses back—wait, what?
Shao Lingwu and Chu Xiao hadn’t arrived yet?
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After the other two were brought onto the boat by the coach, Shao Lingwu raised his hand and pointed out an internal testing bug:
“The ranch is too big. Let’s set up so bike rental points.”
Although visitors could drive in, so areas of the ranch were inaccessible by car. It was large but not as vast as a nature reserve, making biking the perfect way to get around while also getting so exercise.
Chu Xiao stood nearby, not wanting to say anything.
Three-Five-Five hadn’t led them astray. She was a very thodical cat, so when she later smacked the black horse’s head, and the coach found them, they were walking the horses, following the cat… as if they were out for a stroll or a brisk walk.
Setting up bike rentals wasn’t difficult, and the cost was low. The system helped plan the locations, quickly marking suitable spots. All Chu Tingwu had to do was nod in agreent.
The houseboat they lived in looked like a house placed on a boat. Unlike the humans, who adapted quickly, Three-Five-Five seed wary.
—Her walking turned into a tap dance.
Chu Tingwu guessed she was adjusting to the sensation of being on the boat, so she didn’t rush her. She sat nearby, hugging her knees and watching the cat mom. Before long, three more “potatoes” squatted beside Chu Potato.
Chu Tingwu: “What’s up?”
Zhou Qiang: “What’s for dinner?”
Chef, it’s ti to cook.
[It’s coming, it’s coming…]
[I’m grabbing snacks!]
[I’m making instant noodles!]
[I’m doing so yoga to calm down, I’ll be back in half an hour.]
[Be careful, she might finish cooking in exactly half an hour, and you’ll co back just as everyone starts eating…]
New viewers didn’t understand what was about to happen, but the veterans sighed: “This is the daily ‘Shanwan Ranch Food Murder Incident’… Just close your eyes and don’t look!”
Chu Tingwu entered the kitchen, and Three-Five-Five followed, marching in with a tap-dance-like gait. When she jumped onto the counter, her paws slipped, and she paused for a mont before busying herself with examining her front paws, as if they were the most fascinating things in the world.
Chu Tingwu simply walked over, scooped up Three-Five-Five with one hand, and let the fluffy tortoiseshell cat cling to her shoulder. Then she knocked on the door: “Co help chop the vegetables—”
Self-reliance, friends. The chef cooks, but chopping and dishwashing are your responsibilities.
Notably, Chu Xiao loved chopping vegetables, Zhou Qiang enjoyed slicing at and filleting fish, and Shao Lingwu, of course, disliked washing dishes, but his protests always failed.
Three-Five-Five: “ow~”
[Ew~]
[ow~]
When Chu Tingwu first t Three-Five-Five, the cat already had a raspy voice, likely from her tough life as a stray. Over ti, her voice improved, but she still retained that husky tone when arguing with other cats or humans. Only rarely did she let out the high-pitched ows typical of dostic cats—like now.
The chat was soon filled with ows, along with the occasional “woof” or “moo,” which were promptly removed by other fans.
After dinner, everyone started searching the storage room for fishing, netting, and barbecue gear. Watching them struggle, Chu Tingwu couldn’t help but say:
“The barbecue stuff is on the rooftop.”
It wasn’t that she knew in advance—she could sll it.
Unlike her hearing, which she could tune out if sothing was too loud, her heightened sense of sll was harder to ignore. She couldn’t just eliminate the source of a sll, especially when it ca to humans, who naturally carried various scents—
Zhou Qiang: “What are you doing?”
Why are you sniffing my neck?
Hmm, Chu Tingwu thought, there was indeed a mix of shampoo, body wash, hand soap, and the lingering scent of the food they’d just eaten. In fact, as long as soone was alive, they’d carry different slls.
What about the dead?
She glanced at Shao Lingwu, wondering what scent he’d emit if she tossed him into the water.
After her sense of sll heightened, Chu Tingwu had encountered the stench of death twice. Once during parkour, when an elderly person had passed away at ho unnoticed for days, and she imdiately reported it to the police. The second ti was in a nature reserve, where a dead animal was decomposing, scavengers circling above, and the foul odor perating the air. While others hadn’t yet reacted, Chu Tingwu already felt nauseous.
The stench was a genetic instinct warning her not to consu such things.
What about a drowned person?
The lake below shimred with golden ripples under the setting sun, the light reflecting off the water’s surface as the boat gently rocked. Shao Lingwu looked around nervously and whispered, “Why do I feel a chill?”
Zhou Qiang: “That ans your senses are sharp. It’s your turn to wash the dishes.”
Shao Lingwu: “…QAQ”
He entered the kitchen but soon erged with a delighted expression: “There’s a dishwasher!”
The old hotel didn’t have one, so he no longer had to wash dishes by hand.
Chu Tingwu felt a bit guilty: "Maybe you shouldn't do any work anymore?"
Shao Lingwu: "=v="
Chu Tingwu: "Just help give Three-Five-Five a bath when you're free."
Shao Lingwu: "I'll go wash the dishes =="
Chu Tingwu turned around and noticed that Zhou Qiang and Chu Xiao had already gone fishing.
Is there really no one in this world willing to bathe an adorable little cat? How heartbreaking.
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Zhou Qiang and Chu Xiao were also discussing Chu Tingwu's new "quirk." They had noticed that she seed to have recently developed a bit of a cleanliness obsession, so their conversation went like this:
Zhou Qiang: [It's your fault.]
Chu Xiao: [I deflect that back to you.]
Zhou Qiang: [Dodge.]
Chu Xiao: [Locked on.]
Zhou Qiang: [But Tingwu really does seem to have developed a bit of a cleanliness thing lately... She changed my shampoo, saying it was low quality, and recently after bathing the horse, she wanted to bathe the cat too.]
Chu Xiao, speaking as soone with actual cleanliness tendencies, clarified: [I think she just feels like the surroundings are too slly. She can usually tolerate it, but when she has a mont, she'll deal with it.]
Of course, they could tolerate their friend's little fluffy quirks. Although Chu Tingwu hadn't said it, they both knew her sense of sll seed unusually sharp—
Being able to detect other scents but unable to eliminate the source was just like having to explain a problem to a whole class of clueless students and still not getting through to them.
How tragic. The two exchanged a glance, sharing a mont of silent sympathy.
Chu Tingwu wasn't as pitiful as they imagined. For now, she only let her sense of sll run wild while cooking, which incidentally improved her culinary skills, before returning to her normal state.
If there were a hidden experience bar, her sense of sll would definitely be one of the fastest progressing categories.
But this ti, she wasn't focused on cooking. Instead, she sniffed the scent wafting up from the lake below, her expression thoughtful.
When Shao Lingwu walked onto the deck, he saw Chu Tingwu dragging a net out of the storage room.
Shao Lingwu: Fishing?
He went over to help. Chu Tingwu handed him one end of the net, then cast it into the water. The net sank straight down. Zhou Qiang ca over to watch, while Chu Xiao held the other end. When Chu Tingwu gave the signal, they pulled the net up. As they lifted it, Chu Tingwu took a step back—
The net was filled with a dense mass of black "trash," everything from packaging bags to soda bottles, emitting a strange odor that seed almost tangible through the screen.
Zhou Qiang's eyebrow twitched violently: Even soone without a cleanliness obsession would develop one after seeing this.
So she imdiately turned and shot Chu Xiao a glare.
Though her "glare" was as expressionless as ever, Chu Xiao caught the ntal signal she was sending—her movents were a bit too obvious.
Zhou Qiang: It's your fault!
Chu Xiao: "?"
I already deflected it back.
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