A Deadly Trap Could Still Be Broken

"Phew, phew!"

Inside the nest, two juvenile Murlocs were sleeping soundly. Before them, a patch of black shadow crept closer—ten steps, five steps—the shadow gradually drew nearer.

Could they be sleeping too deeply to sense my presence?

As he pondered, Ji Feng cautiously moved a few more steps forward. The Dragon Eggs were now within reach. As long as the two juvenile Murlocs did not wake up, Ji Feng could easily take the Dragon Eggs away.

At this moment, the barrage had quieted down considerably. The viewers were all watching this crucial moment as Ji Feng prepared to make his move.

"Viewers, if Brother Feng steals the Dragon Eggs, I'll livestream myself screwing a cement mixer... one full of concrete..."

"Brother Feng, your life comes first. Don't do it."

"Brother Feng, if you steal the Dragon Eggs, I'll tip you a campus beauty. Hurry up and do it..."

"He definitely won't get them. The moment the streamer makes a move, he'll be dead for sure."

Most of the people talking now were Ji Feng's haters. They all hoped to see him torn to pieces. But at this moment, Ji Feng had already reached out and grabbed an egg, and things did not go as the haters had predicted.

Everything remained normal. Nothing happened. Holding a Murloc egg, Ji Feng slowly backed away step by step. One step, two steps—he kept retreating until he had left the Murloc nest, yet neither juvenile Murloc woke up.

"That's not how the script was supposed to go! Fuck, fuck, fuck... This is a Murloc? It sleeps like a goddamn dead dog..."

"Brother Feng is mighty! Please livestream Twelve Flavors! Please livestream the Pandaria Food Festival!"

"Brother Feng, hurry and steal the second one! Take advantage of this opportunity and grab them all in one go..."

The ones speaking now were all true fans. Since Ji Feng had gotten the first Dragon Egg, the viewers began sending gifts, though they were only small ones for now.

"Mm... everything is under control. Now I'm going to steal the second egg. Think about it, what could possibly go wrong when I, Ji Feng, make a move? I never fail..." After hiding the first Dragon Egg in the grass near the nest, Ji Feng bragged to his viewers.

"As expected of Brother Feng, muah!"

"Brother Feng, don't brag so damn much... You've used up all the bragging in the world by yourself!"

"Where's that brother who said he'd livestream screwing a cement mixer? My construction site has a brand-new mixer. Come screw it, and I'll provide the cement for free..."

The barrage was filled with joy.

Perhaps because he had succeeded once, or perhaps because bragging with the viewers had relaxed him, Ji Feng decided to settle everything in one go this time. He directly picked up the remaining two eggs, one in each hand.

He still carefully lifted the Dragon Eggs. This time, nothing happened inside the cave either.

"Viewers, everything is under control. Later, I'll have a good bragging session with everyone. In a moment, I'll show you what a professional food streamer is..."

With the outcome decided, Ji Feng completely relaxed.

"Brother Feng, why do I feel like something's wrong?"

"Brother Feng, don't jinx yourself!"

"legendofthemysteriouspoweroftheeast."

"Snort!"

Just as Ji Feng held the last two eggs, a sudden snort came from inside the nest. That's right—it was a sneeze. One juvenile Murloc had woken up.

What was a "toxic jinx"?

Praising someone only for them to suffer bad luck—that was a toxic jinx. Football king Pelé, Huang Xudong, the esports commentator Bicycle, and many other famous figures were all masters of the toxic jinx. At this moment, Ji Feng had force-fed himself a mouthful of toxic jinx!

"In ancient times, there was 'how could you lose when a flying dragon was in your face?' Today, there was 'how could Ji Feng escape after stealing eggs?'..."

"As expected of the mysterious power from the East, forcibly waking up the juvenile Murlocs..."

"That toxic jinx was so powerful I can't take it anymore... As expected of a professional bragging streamer, full marks for livestream effects..."

"Streamer, fuck your mother, I'm switching from fan to hater... Are you screwing with me?!"

The barrage exploded. One, then two—both juvenile Murlocs had now woken up.

Kyoto, outside Chaoyang Elementary School.

"Hehe, this streamer Ji Feng is trash... He wanted to steal Dragon Eggs? He'll probably die any second now." A primary school student cursed while watching the livestream.

"Hmph, Li Lei, don't think you can insult my idol just because you're the class monitor. Do you dare bet me a hundred yuan? I bet Brother Feng can steal the Dragon Eggs..." The primary school student holding a phone spoke with dissatisfaction.

"Fine, let's bet..."

It was now 1:30. There were still thirty minutes before the elementary school gates opened. A battle concerning honor had begun.

"Fuck... what the hell... Give me one more minute and I'd have gotten out of the nest. Why did they wake up now? Run..."

The moment the first juvenile Murloc stood up inside the nest, Ji Feng hugged the Dragon Eggs and sprinted away. He never imagined that the mysterious power of the East would one day favor him. Otherwise, he would not have bragged so much just now.

As Ji Feng took off running, an earth-shaking roar rang out from within the nest.

"Don't brag too much in life..."

"Toxic jinx, the livestream effect is insane..."

"Run! Little girl, run! Hehehehehe..."

"I'm laughing myself crazy right now, while my dad and mom are staring at me in confusion. They have no idea what I'm laughing about, haha..."

"Streamer, who gives a damn about the eggs? Throw the Dragon Eggs away already."

"I have a feeling Brother Feng will get killed in a few breaths..."

"Run, brother..."

If Ji Feng had accidentally woken the juvenile Murlocs, the viewers would certainly have worried about him. But since he had brought this upon himself by forcefully jinxing himself, they could not be blamed for having a laugh. The barrage became even more cheerful.

"Boom, boom, boom."

As the two juvenile Murlocs ran, the cave shook violently. Perhaps because they were inside the cave and could not fully cut loose, both sides were moving at about the same speed. For a while, the two Murlocs could not catch him.

The Murlocs' speed was completely different in the dark cave and under sunlight. Once they left the cave, Ji Feng would be unable to escape.

This was a certain-death situation. There was no saving it.

What should I do? What should I do? There's no solution. Once I leave the cave, the Murlocs' speed will absolutely let them catch me. I have to think of a way to stay alive. As he ran, Ji Feng's mind raced.

Trying to brag only to get slapped in the face was the most embarrassing thing possible. But if Ji Feng could swagger back even more forcefully, then the livestream effect would be perfect.

At this moment, it concerned not only Ji Feng's life and death, but also the success or failure of this livestream. As a "gold-medal" streamer, Ji Feng did not want to fail. At this moment, he felt as though his thoughts were about to explode.

"Woo woo, woo woo..."

For some reason, Ji Feng began making strange cries.

Kyoto, outside Chaoyang Elementary School.

"Hehe, I, Li Lei, already said this streamer was trash... Look at him, he's started babbling nonsense. Xiaoming, why don't you obediently hand over the money now? Oh, right, I heard you have a childhood sweetheart named Han Meimei too. Hehehe..."

With a cold smile, Li Lei stroked his chin.

"Li Lei, Brother Feng isn't dead yet... And all three Dragon Eggs are still under his control. I haven't lost yet!" Xiaoming said stubbornly.

"Hmph... No wonder you watch such idiot livestreams... Unlike me, I watch Ayi's livestreams. After all, I'm a Diamond-ranked god in the LoL Region One." Li Lei raised a hand and showed it off. This was the hand of a "god."

Just as Li Lei was bragging, the livestream screen suddenly brightened. Ji Feng had actually broken out of the trap.

"Iron Fist Ji Feng! Yes, this is the Iron Fist Ji Feng I know! Dong Cunrui, Huang Jiguang, Qiu Shaoyun, and Lei Feng have possessed him in spirit at this moment! At this moment, he is not fighting alone! He is not alone!"

"He broke the trap! He broke the trap! Iron Fist Ji Feng did not fall before the Murlocs! Great Iron Fist Ji Feng!"

Excited—at this moment, Han Xiaoming was simply overwhelmed with excitement.

At this moment, Ji Feng was not fighting alone. On the screen, he held two Dragon Eggs in one arm while grabbing a vine outside the cave with his other hand.

"Woo woo woo woo..."

Using the momentum and the vine, he swung through the air and jumped onto a tree.

Outside the school gates, many primary school students besides Han Xiaoming were watching the livestream. At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly froze.

"So you're a true fan of Iron Fist Ji Feng too... Hahaha... Great Iron Fist Ji Feng..." A primary school student in a school uniform shouted from not far in front of Han Xiaoming.

It was not just him. Gradually, quite a few primary school students near the school gates put away their phones and walked toward Han Xiaoming. Clearly, they were also Ji Feng's fangirls and fanboys.

"Li Lei, what else do you have to say now?"

Han Xiaoming rubbed his thumb across the tip of his nose, striking a cool Bruce Lee-style pose.

"Hmph, here's your hundred yuan. Y-you'd better not try anything. I'm a man with five red stripes..." Seeing Han Xiaoming and the group behind him, Li Lei could not help but chicken out.

"Victory belongs to Ji Feng! And to me! To everyone who loves Storm Live! Long live! Long live!"

Outside Chaoyang Elementary School, a burst of cheers rang out.