Ink flapped up into the air. As the cameraman, it took the live stream's perspective away from the rocky beach.
It flew close along the Coastline. In the camera frame, one half was jagged, scattered reefs, while the other was Sea Waves churning with white foam.
The distorted lines, in the dynamic footage created by high-speed low-altitude flight, completely blurred the boundary between motion and stillness. Watching for too long, it felt as though the world ahead might at any moment roll backward amid the howling wind and waves.
Honestly, it was absolutely first-rate audiovisual entertainment.
Especially in Virtual Reality's Immersive Mode.
But at that moment, Zhong Man only wanted to say:
Another transition!
You live streamers, quit pulling this routine all the time!
Matching Zhong Man's mood, ZM's online Live Stream Room was caught in a thoroughly bizarre atmosphere. The starting point of that atmosphere was probably Long Qi's decisive leap off the cliff.
What appeared on screen was not yet enough to completely shatter everyone's common sense. He had not turned into Superman and flown away, after all. Wasn't he still obeying gravity?
He just slid down along the cliff face. His back and palms had even gotten dirty. This old man had seen far cooler stuff in movies... My ass!
How could a live stream be the same as a movie?
A guy who, aside from being taller and more handsome, looked no different from the rest of them had been joking around with them one second, then simply jumped down the next...
He had quickly found his footing and steadied himself, moving casually through such a dangerous environment and chatting easily with the others as if nothing had happened.
But on this side, everyone's hearts had fallen along with him into absurd clouds of mist, and