Ji Feng had transmigrated into the world of Azeroth, but his livestream had not closed. As every second passed, the popularity in his stream continued to rise. Half an hour after he transmigrated, a six-digit number actually appeared in the upper-left corner of his stream.
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The popularity in Ji Feng's livestream had broken through one hundred thousand.
"Where the hell did the streamer go? Why hasn't he come back yet..."
"The streamer just vanished from in front of the screen. It seemed like some paranormal event happened. Why else do you think there are so many people here..."
"Paranormal event? If this is a paranormal event, I'll livestream myself eating shit. Three pounds of it..."
"I'll livestream-fuck an electric fan. On the fifth setting..."
"Something's off. Did anyone notice that even though the streamer isn't here, his character seems to be moving? No, the image is becoming more tangible. It looks more real now. This definitely isn't a game..."
"This is Azeroth, Kun-Lai Summit? Holy shit... Is this the second Warcraft movie? No, even the Warcraft movie team probably couldn't make something this realistic."
"Where are the brothers who said they'd livestream ****? Strike while it's hot!"
People were naturally curious. When something rarely seen happened in everyday life, normal people would want to get to the bottom of it. As the popularity rose and its ranking climbed, Ji Feng's livestream gradually reached the front page. With the increase in viewers, the image in the stream slowly began to change as well.
Before transmigrating, Ji Feng had been fighting Nalak, so the screen had constantly displayed the entrance to the Throne of Thunder raid. But now, the gloomy Isle of Thunder gradually became tangible and turned into a real scene. Mogu also appeared on the screen.
"Fuck, what the hell is that? The weapon on that guy's back looks like the weapon from the Siege of Orgrimmar raid—the Shaotian Magic Saber from Pandaria's treasures."
"Damn it, is this the real world of Azeroth? And who is that guy?"
"With the experience of an old hand like me, that guy definitely isn't ordinary. You have to know that not just anyone can enter the Mogu Isle of Thunder... This seems to be... Isn't that guy the final boss in the Isle of Thunder solo scenario? That's Heifeng Shanbu..."
In truth, the Live Streaming System had activated after Ji Feng transmigrated, except he still could not stream yet. At the moment, the Live Streaming System was still being calibrated.
All the viewers would follow Shanbu's footsteps to Kun-Lai Summit, where they would see Ji Feng soon enough.
Shanbu's appearance caused the popularity in the livestream to soar even further.
Only a few minutes had passed in reality, but several days had passed in the world inside the livestream. Gradually, the viewers followed Shanbu's footsteps to Kun-Lai Summit.
"Switching livestream perspective..."
"Livestream beginning."
Shanbu walked up to the huge boulder where Ji Feng was hiding. At that moment, Ji Feng heard the voice in his mind. The camera in the livestream shifted, and Ji Feng's back appeared on screen.
"This Heifeng Shanbu seems to be here to hunt that guy. That guy actually has black hair. Why does that back look so familiar?"
"Something's wrong. That silhouette... it looks like the streamer... Fuck, he's turning around. He's turning around. Damn it, it's Brother Feng..."
"Brother Feng, Brother Feng, can you see the comments?"
The instant Ji Feng turned around, the comments in the livestream exploded. Countless comments intertwined, nearly blocking the entire screen.
Livestream comments had four modes: top, middle, bottom, and full-screen. At that moment, ninety-nine percent of the viewers chose the first three, changing their full-screen comments to top, middle, and bottom comments.
"Brother Feng, it's Little Hou. Are you there?"
The instant Ji Feng turned around, that voice suddenly rang out in his mind—a voice he knew incomparably well. This was his number-one fan. As a streamer, Ji Feng would never forget one of his most loyal supporters...
Streamer Level: Lv. 1. Voice permissions cannot be enabled. The streamer's thoughts will later be displayed in text form.
The system gave its prompt.
"I can see the comments. I'm at Kun-Lai Summit. I transmigrated to Azeroth..." Suddenly, a line of black text drifted across Ji Feng's livestream. The moment it appeared, it stirred up a huge uproar.
Another dense wave of comments flooded in.
"Brother Feng, I already called the police, but they said I was crazy. What help do you need now? Looks like you're about to get utterly wrecked by the boss..." Little Hou sent another comment.
The streamer may currently communicate by text only with the top 10 fans on the donation leaderboard. At Lv. 1, the streamer may send only 5 comments per hour. (1,000,000 Coins needed to upgrade to Lv. 2.)
"Everyone, I have a Live Streaming System with me right now. It says I can only send five comments every hour, and I need one million Coins to level up. Standing before me is a Mogu, while I'm a Pandaren afflicted by the Flesh Curse. Now I'm going to duel him." Ji Feng sent his second comment.
"Moron streamer, still trying to scam money? A Live Streaming System? Do you take me for an idiot?"
"Fuck your mother, you're the idiot. Stop stirring shit up, you blind moron. Hope you get hit by a car the moment you go outside... Streamer, you absolutely can't die. I'll drink first in your honor, then send some donations..." Luo Xiaotian donated one airplane.
"The guy stirring things up is a real dumbass. Look up at the sky—good will be rewarded, evil will be punished. If your mouth is so foul, watch out or someone might beat you to death. Donating 1,000 bean buns to the streamer..."
Ji Feng's livestream had not yet unlocked a mute function. Once his livestream level rose, his room would become the first metaphysical livestream room. By then, anyone who dared curse at him would suffer terrible misfortune...
One day in the future, humanity would remember the terror of being dominated by Storm Live. The system could make idiots who loved spewing abuse get hit by cars the moment they stepped outside.
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The number of people in Ji Feng's livestream was still rising sharply.
"Viewers, I'm about to fight Shanbu. I hope I can keep streaming for you all in the future..." After sending his third comment, Ji Feng walked out from behind the boulder.
"Shanbu, I, Ji Shadowwind of the Pandaren, wish to challenge you. Do you dare fight me one-on-one?"
"If I win, you must allow my sister and me to leave. If I lose, cut off my head and report back to Thunder King's Court! Here, I yearn for a true battle..." Ji Feng rolled up his sleeves. With black hair, black eyes, and long robes fluttering around him, his current appearance was that of a truly Eastern face.
"Haha, a mere Pandaren actually dares challenge a Mogu warrior? A one-on-one battle? Fine, I'll grant you this chance. True-blooded Mogu fear nothing." Shanbu pounded his chest with his fist and laughed wildly.
As a Mogu warrior, Shanbu could not abandon his honor. In orthodox Mogu culture, "Honor is my life." No matter when it was, a true Mogu warrior would never refuse a challenge from another race.
"The streamer is wearing cloth armor right now and doesn't even have a weapon. He's human, while his opponent is a stone creature, a Mogu, holding a purple weapon from a level 90 raid—the Shaotian Magic Saber. How the hell is he supposed to fight that?"
"Too bad there's no option to bet twenty. This isn't some elementary-school League match where calling him Daddy will make the other side stop. This is bad! Really bad..."
"Sigh, today is probably the streamer's last day of streaming. As a viewer, all I can do is send a donation. Donating one big airplane..." At that moment, a viewer donated 60,000 Coins to Ji Feng. Who knew whether Ji Feng would even live long enough to spend it.
The comments were unanimously pessimistic. The gap between the two sides was simply too great. In the viewers' eyes, Shanbu was the Demon King. But viewers were still viewers—too young, too simple...
"A bunch of idiots. Since the streamer can transmigrate to Azeroth, he naturally won't die so easily. The streamer is about to unleash the power of a super jokester." Among the comments, one stood out particularly clearly. It was also the only comment supporting Ji Feng.
Yet who would win and who would lose remained unknown.
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