As the giant scorpion’s venomous tail stinger and massive pincers gradually took shape…
The audience watching the livestream were left utterly dumbfounded by the streamer’s skill.
Because everyone could clearly see the streamer lying flat midair, the scorpion’s venomous stinger swiping across the air just above his stomach, the double pincers brushing past his lower back and hips, unable to touch him by even an inch.
This gymnastic-like dodging—was this something a normal player could even do? Could this streamer possibly be a retired member of the national team?
But the streamer shouldn’t celebrate too soon!
Many veteran viewers who had already watched the gameplay through other streamers began to smirk.
This second-floor scorpion BOSS possessed a hidden ability: upon reaching half health, it would enter its [Second Phase]. In other words, the so-called berserk mode that made it three times stronger.
“Pfft!” The scorpion’s head suddenly cracked open!
“Ah?” Xu Bei was still spinning in midair, shocked—he hadn’t even made a move, so how did it crack open?
Because from inside the scorpion’s head, a half-naked, breathtakingly beautiful female ghost suddenly emerged.
Her long hair seemed glued to her chest, covering the core points of her ample bosom.
No matter how she twisted her body, she wouldn’t reveal anything.
“Can this really be streamed live?” Xu Bei couldn’t help but comment.
But just as he said that, the scorpion woman reached out with both hands, grabbed Xu Bei’s head in midair, pulling him into her embrace to enjoy a brief moment of warmth.
The sensation was incredibly real; the depth of her cleavage was undeniable. Is this the virtual world?
“Crack!” In the next moment, Xu Bei’s neck was snapped, his health instantly reduced to zero.
But to die inside such soft cotton—his life had been worthwhile. A man remains a ladies’ man until death.
…
Yet, with a blink, Xu Bei was revived inside the safehouse on the second floor.
“Xu ge, why the stunned look? Why aren’t you fighting back? Was she really that good-looking? That’s a monster, you know!”
Right away, Sun Xiaohui’s sarcastic tone rang in his ears, making him shudder and snap out of the recent sweet reverie.
“Gulp~” Xu Bei swallowed nervously, took a deep breath to calm down, then defended himself: “You misunderstood. What are you thinking? I’m not that kind of person—I only have eyes for you.”
“The chat is trolling you with typical scumbag lines.” Sun Xiaohui’s calm tone only made Xu Bei feel more guilty.
How had this girl suddenly gotten so good at this? Could this be her true self?
Well, he had been naïve to think Sun Xiaohui was an innocent, pure little sister just based on appearances.
In today’s internet-ridden world, where could true innocence still exist? The hearts of youths were corrupted early by the web.
Come to think of it, Sun Xiaohui probably watched those soap operas that taught young girls how to scheme against each other.
Her brain might understand little else, but she was keenly sensitive to jealousy and emotional betrayal.
“Don’t trust those comments; they love sowing discord. Real-name registration hasn’t stopped them, as expected.” Xu Bei sighed.
“Mm.” Sun Xiaohui replied faintly, her tone dripping with distrust.
“Wait! Just watch how I take it down.” Xu Bei decided to prove his innocence with action.
He turned and prepared to leave the safehouse, determined to defeat the scorpion woman in one go.
(Player [Dao Xia Qujing] is currently supporting your world.)
But after just a few steps, a system notification popped up, forcing him to halt.
Not only that, this time he clearly saw how the invading players into his world were formed.
A mass of data slowly gathered beside the safehouse’s light bulb, coalescing into a humanoid shape—a new reporter just appeared like that.
“Shit, it’s back! Looking for death!” Xu Bei didn’t hesitate—he struck first, sliding forward to throw a punch.
But the invading new reporter took the blow to the face without flinching; his cheek indented from the impact, but he seemed completely unbothered.
“What are you doing? I’m a good brother.” The new player hurried to explain.
“I don’t care what kind of brother you are; only a dead brother is a good brother.” Xu Bei retorted.
Before he could finish, Little Parrot’s voice sounded in his ear: “Xu ge, ‘good brother’ means an allied player who comes to help fight the BOSS. I just looked it up.”
“Allied player?” Xu Bei took a closer look.
This player was definitely different from the others who invaded earlier.
He wasn’t surrounded by a black mist; instead, he was enveloped in a very friendly, holy white glow.
Plus, attacks on him caused no damage. Hitting an ally felt like punching soft rubber; it simply didn’t affect them.
Previously, it was said there were two types of invading players: good brothers and bad brothers.
Bad brothers came to hunt players for points.
Good brothers helped players defeat the BOSS to earn points.
“I don’t need help.” Xu Bei wasn’t welcoming.
“I’m not sincerely here to help either. I’m in league with the black spirit that invaded you before. We’re all from a sniper assassin guild,” the new reporter said, pointing at his ID as he sat down casually.
“Dao Xia Cha Cha?” Xu Bei felt the name sounded familiar. The scythe monster he’d killed earlier had a name starting with “Dao Xia” something.
“Our guild has been sending emails to your account. Can’t you reply?” Dao Xia Qujing asked.
“I ignored them. Didn’t care.” Xu Bei answered instantly.
In reality, he didn’t even know where to check his emails.
“We don’t need to make this a feud. I just want to advise you—all streamers have to join streaming guilds. We help with management, make money, and arrange shows. Guild streamers collaborate to create content; it’s way better than going solo. Sister, hear me out…” Dao Xia Qujing pleaded earnestly.
“Brother, not sister. This shitty game made my virtual character way too feminine.” Xu Bei cut him off, his tone cold.
“I’m not very familiar with your cross-gender community’s rules.” Dao Xia Qujing said.
“Cross my ass. I’m 100% a man.” Xu Bei snapped.
“Sorry, my bad. Let’s talk business.” Dao Xia Qujing, clearly intimidated by this, quickly apologized.
“There’s nothing to talk about. I’m not joining any guild.” Xu Bei refused firmly.
“You’re making enemies of the entire streaming community.” Dao Xia Qujing snorted coldly.
“Don’t drag innocent, kind streamers into your toxic mess. You bloodsucking capitalists don’t represent everyone. You invaded my game to kill me, now you disturb my gameplay pretending it’s for my own good? Get lost, you damn scumbags!” Xu Bei stopped holding back and cursed right in their faces.