“You spent an hour customizing your face and you’re still wearing a mask in the end? And why do you even have a mask?” Xu Bei couldn’t help but complain.
“You can find it in the facial accessories section,” the White-Haired Idol explained seriously.
“What’s the point of spending an hour on your face customization if you’re just going to cover it up?” Xu Bei asked.
“As long as I’m comfortable, and no one else sees it,” the White-Haired Idol said with a serious expression.
“I’m not afraid to tell you, my livestream has tens of thousands of viewers watching,” Xu Bei laughed.
The stream started in the afternoon, so the traffic wasn’t very high—after all, everyone had work to do.
Big streamers usually went live during the prime time at night, when most viewers had clocked out.
People in their middle age, exhausted from a day’s work, had no energy or spirit left to play games after work. The childhood adventurous spirit was long gone, but they could still choose to watch game streams to relax.
Watching streamers play games was almost like playing the game themselves. When the streamer cleared a level, it was like the viewer cleared it too. This was what people nowadays called a 【video clear】.
But Xu Bei still underestimated his own popularity. His real-time viewer count was more than just a few tens of thousands.
As the top newcomer on the leaderboard, a massive flood of viewers poured into the Unfilial Son’s livestream as soon as it started.
But who were these viewers who didn’t have work or school in the afternoon?
That was hard to say, only that none of them seemed like good people.
And why had the game restarted from the beginning?
Xu Bei immediately used his unbeatable internet connection to continue streaming while checking guides.
“Team play will enter the game world of the teammate with the shorter progress…” Xu Bei gasped.
In other words, did he have to start over from scratch?
(Security Room)
(Security Room)
(Security Room)
(Security Room)
(Security Room)
(Security Room)
Xu Bei glanced at the small chat window next door and wondered what the chat barrage was spamming.
“What nonsense are you guys talking about? Security room?”
Xu Bei pushed open the rusty iron gate with Sang Biao, this time without foolishly climbing over.
Walking through again, this time he went into the adjacent security room and found three weapons placed deliberately, glowing and highlighted.
“…” Xu Bei was silent for a long moment.
Even the dumbest person would know that he had missed the security room at the start, which was why he hadn’t picked up any weapons and the fight had been so difficult.
“Ahem.” Xu Bei blushed a little and pretended to cough to cover his embarrassment.
It wouldn’t have mattered if he was playing alone, but with so many people watching his livestream, it was humiliating to the extreme.
So even though Xu Bei had already cleared the second floor of the abandoned factory, returning to the security room meant he could still pick one starting weapon.
Dagger, police baton, baseball bat—only one could be chosen.
Once one weapon was picked up, the others would dim. So if you wanted to collect all the weapons, you had to play through the third run.
“White Hair, hurry up and pick a weapon,” Xu Bei called to his teammate outside.
He was thinking: from now on, he would search every room he saw, never missing the security room again.
This time, it was impossible to blame the game designers; it was just his own newbie mistake.
“Son, it’s not White Hair, it’s White-Head,” Sang Biao walked in to choose a weapon.
“I’m not Son, I’m the Unfilial Son,” Xu Bei shot back.
Sang Biao stood in front of the three starting weapons, looking left and right, clearly dissatisfied, and asked in confusion, “No sword?”
“There should be later. I’ve seen players using scythes and katanas,” Xu Bei replied.
“No Japanese stuff, no knives, I want a sword,” Sang Biao said seriously, correcting him.
“Just pick one and mess around for now,” Xu Bei felt like he was coaxing a child.
Then Sang Biao took tens of minutes agonizing over her choice, back and forth, finally settling on the most mediocre police baton.
“Took that long to pick a stick?”
Xu Bei picked the dagger himself, then stood aside with his arms crossed, watching the whole process.
He felt watching his teammate pick a weapon was even more torturous than fighting a boss for three hundred rounds!
He also understood why she could spend an hour customizing her character’s face and still wear a mask—such a nag!
Xu Bei believed the face under her mask was exactly the same as her real face.
Oh wait, Xu Bei suddenly remembered the game didn’t allow face customization.
But that wasn’t right either. While you couldn’t customize the face, you could customize the hair.
And Sang Biao hadn’t changed her hair at all.
So what exactly had she been customizing for an hour?
“Gugu~”
Xu Bei swallowed nervously, feeling a bit regretful.
He shouldn’t have dragged this person into the game. It felt like not everyone was cut out for virtual gaming.
Virtual games looked easy, just put on a helmet and play, but they were actually very hard to master.
This kind of virtual game first eliminated a large number of physically unfit players, then weeded out gaming newbies, and finally cut out those with poor comprehension—basically rejecting ninety percent of normal humans.
Even someone as sharp as himself needed days to adapt, so you could imagine how hard it was to get started (full of himself).
“You try first, stick close to me.”
Xu Bei didn’t want to waste time and left the security room with Sang Biao, heading toward the abandoned factory.
He fiddled with the dagger but eventually switched back to brass knuckles.
Using this short dagger was worse than using his fists. He didn’t know much about blade techniques but was a bit confident in hand-to-hand combat.
But before they even knew where they were going…
All the killer groups in the streaming community started moving!
All the killers began forming teams and flooded into the Unfilial Son’s matchmaking system.
(Player 【Great Chief】 is invading your world.)
(Player 【Little Chief】 is invading your world.)
Before Xu Bei and Sang Biao reached the factory gate, two red alerts flashed on their screen.
Because he didn’t realize his team play was actually a clever trap.
Finding a teammate did prevent him from matching with supporters, but it massively increased the chance of being invaded.
If Xu Bei had been playing alone, snipers assigned to the mission wouldn’t easily match into his game—it was mostly luck-based.
But Xu Bei found a teammate to play with—this was called 【duo queue】.
Duo queue could only match duo queue.
There were countless brothers playing single-player games worldwide, but brothers who could bring their sister to play games? Not so many.
So if the snipers also formed duo teams, it was very easy to invade their world.
“Huff! Huff!” Black smoke swirled.
Two dark shadows appeared out of thin air on the factory’s main road.
Two murderous-looking, strange reporters blocked their only path.
“What’s going on?” Sang Biao asked.
“Invaders, hostile players. My recent livestream is hot; I’ve stepped on someone else’s turf. They send killers every day to intercept me,” Xu Bei briefly explained.
“Killers…” Sang Biao mused.
Xu Bei glanced secretly at his livestream chat, watching the barrage of comments.
(Chief clan)
(Top-tier killer)
(Chief clan)
(Snipers again)
(It’s the Chief clan)
(Streamer, be careful)
(Chief clan)
(Streamer likes playing with girls)
One term appeared frequently, causing Xu Bei to furrow his brow.
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