After entering the Abandoned Factory, there was a very conspicuous Security Room right beside him—impossible to miss.
Xu Bei also noticed the Security Room. Standing at the door, facing the glass, he finally got a clear look at his own face.
“Hm?” He sensed something was off.
It was still his face, wearing those delicate gold-rimmed glasses.
Could it be these stupid glasses were meant to make him look more like a Reporter?
Even his bones seemed to have shrunk a little, making him look rather effeminate.
He had always been handsome, but there was a fine line between handsome and feminine—it all came down to temperament.
Sun Xiaohui had even mistaken him for a woman before.
Now, with his frame shrunken, his masculine aura had dropped significantly, making him look like some female Reporter.
But the most important thing was his hairstyle!
Xu Bei began to regret getting such long, messy blond hair.
This hairstyle was the real culprit behind his image’s descent into femininity.
Oh well, Xu Bei didn’t really care about these details, chalking it up to the game secretly adjusting his character model.
He bypassed the Security Room, heading deeper inside to continue his adventure.
[The streamer left?]
[Hahahaha]
[Go into the Security Room and grab a weapon!]
[I give up! Never seen such a dumb streamer!]
[My fists are clenched!]
[I want to punch the streamer!]
[Idiot]
[Noob, not even reading the Barrage]
[Hurry up, hurry up!]
[Noob, not even checking the guide?]
[Can just anyone stream these days?]
Xu Bei’s actions once again pushed the viewers in the Live Room over the edge.
The Barrage erupted in another frenzy—more accurately, a wave of insults.
The reason for the scolding was simple: if he had stepped into the Security Room, he would have discovered the three starting weapons prepared for players at the beginning of the game.
Anyone with even the slightest understanding of Virtual Games—anyone with a normal brain—would go explore the Security Room, right?
Unfortunately, Xu Bei was completely clueless about games—a total wasteland of gaming knowledge, utterly ignorant about Virtual Games.
Because he never had an Identity Card, he’d been rejected by all Real Name System online services, especially online games.
He’d never played online games since he was a kid—you could say he’d lived a relatively “failed” life.
But when God closes a window, he opens another one somewhere else.
Getting sidetracked…
Inside the Security Room were a Dagger, a Police Baton, and a Metal Baseball Bat.
The three weapons represented the game’s most common three paths.
The Dagger represented the [Agility Path].
Fastest attack speed, high backstab damage, but extremely short range—only skilled players with good movement could use it well.
The Police Baton represented the [Balanced Path].
No real strengths, but moderate damage, moderate speed, moderate range—suitable for beginners.
The Metal Baseball Bat represented the [Power Path].
High damage, long attack range, a bit slower to swing, but also very suitable for beginners.
Of course, explaining all this now is pointless!
Xu Bei didn’t pick up a single weapon and walked into the Abandoned Factory empty-handed.
His operations were so clueless that even newbies would suffocate, causing the Barrage in the Live Room to skyrocket as everyone started flaming him.
But all this flaming brought him a ton of Barrage, and the Heat of the Anchor Room of Unfilial Son shot up.
By the way, Heat doesn’t represent the real number of viewers.
The Heat in the Live Room is a composite metric, not just based on viewer count.
Barrage and comments also increase Heat.
Lastly, big donations from rich viewers also raise the Heat.
Of course, the number of viewers is still the most important factor for Heat.
Add up all these indicators, and that’s the Heat data for the Live Room.
But different streaming platforms calculate Heat differently. Everyone knows a little about this—no need to dig too deep.
Back to the present…
Actually, the number of viewers in the Anchor Room of Unfilial Son hadn’t increased much, but the flood of flaming Barrage did boost his Heat.
This is what netizens often say: “Hate or love, it’s all popularity! Playing the clown is still Heat!”
Though, explaining all this now is still pointless…
Xu Bei had no clue what Heat in the Live Room even meant—he was just a newborn calf unafraid of the tiger.
[I can’t wait to see her get wrecked]
[Go, mobs!]
[Tear up the blondie]
[Vase cancer, get out of the streaming world]
[Front row selling snacks]
[Ready to enjoy]
[It’s coming]
The Barrage kept flaming, the comments kept soaring, a one-sided storm of negativity.
[This idiot is still dawdling]
[No moderators! Everyone flame away!]
[If you don’t flame him, we’ll flame you!]
[Is the streamer MM or GG?]
[Yeah! Is the streamer male or female?]
[Why does the voice sound like a pretty-boy guy?]
Now that there’s a Real Name System online, trolls can’t flame as freely as before.
But now that everyone had found a truly dumb streamer, they could finally flame to their heart’s content, questioning and insulting him openly, rudely, without morals, venting all their real-life frustrations.
“Dear Son Game Speedrun Anchor Competition, what does that even mean?”
Xu Bei had no idea about the wild party in the Live Room. As he walked, he muttered to himself, moving forward with extreme caution and at a snail’s pace.
Viewers watching him wanted nothing more than to punch through the screen and smash his gold-rimmed glasses.
“Is this some kind of photography game?”
Xu Bei picked up the Camera hanging at his waist, only to find it was just a decorative pendant—completely unusable.
So it wasn’t a photography game. What kind of game was this?
Who am I? What am I supposed to do? Where even am I?
“Other than the Reporter identity, I really have no information at all?”
Xu Bei walked down a corridor in the Abandoned Factory. Weeds grew everywhere, darkness all around, visibility extremely low.
“Sha sha sha~ sha sha sha~”
Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the weeds nearby.
[It’s coming!]
[It’s coming!]
[It’s coming!]
[Time to enjoy]
The Barrage was still going wild, full of sarcasm.
Every viewer in the Live Room was waiting for this moment!
Otherwise, why would we stay in this noob’s Live Room for so long?
We want to see her die! Watch her get slaughtered by mobs!
Once we see it, we’ll leave satisfied.
“Clang!”
A figure flashed through the weeds, and a glint of cold light shot straight for Xu Bei’s throat.
But Xu Bei reacted quickly—he retreated three steps in the blink of an eye, widening the distance.
[Huh?]
[Huh?]
[Huh?]
The Barrage in the Anchor Room of Unfilial Son was full of surprise.
This blond, scrawny streamer’s reaction speed and movements were so fast that viewers couldn’t even catch it!
In the dark Virtual Game world, Xu Bei jerked his head up, scanning the area and locking onto the monster that attacked him.
It was a Female Worker in a tank top and denim shorts, holding a scalpel.
But this Female Worker’s skin was pitch black, her pupils blood-red, baring her teeth, eyes full of brutality, body twisted, movements bizarre—clearly not human.
But her figure was like a supermodel, her milk bags bulging, about to burst out of her tank top!
Plus, those flesh-biting, torn black stockings and those strong, luscious thighs could snap your little buddy in half with a single squeeze.