Xiao Pang looked at Jiang Hao awkwardly. "Death God Bro, I heard you showed up, and two thousand people flooded into the livestream right away. They're all asking you to show your face. I wanted to ask, are you interested in streaming?"
Jiang Hao had streamed in other worlds before. In the Astonishing Thieves Guild world, it had been so long ago that it felt like a distant memory. Hearing Xiao Pang bring it up, he suddenly became interested.
"You drive," Jiang Hao said.
The moment Xiao Pang heard that, her eyes curved into happy slits. She immediately shouted at the camera, "All right, friends, stop spamming the chat. Death God Bro agreed to stream. We're switching seats now—I'll drive, and he'll host the livestream."
The car pulled over by the roadside, and Jiang Hao switched places with Fatty Mark. Mark drove while Jiang Hao put on his headset, held up the phone, and aimed the camera at himself. Smiling, he greeted the viewers. "Hello, everyone. My name is Jiang Hao, and I'm a Chinese exchange student."
The livestream chat immediately began flooding with messages.
"Death God Bro!"
"The man favored by Death!"
"Death God Bro, tell us about the times you nearly died. We saw the news reports, but we want to hear it from you personally."
Seeing the comments, Jiang Hao smiled. "You want to hear about my personal experiences and feelings? No problem. I'll tell it to you as a story."
He had studied dramatic performance, worked as a professional actor, performed on grand stages, and was exceptionally good at talking people into things. Storytelling came naturally to Jiang Hao. He described the plane crash with twists and turns that kept everyone on edge. Many listeners were completely engrossed, and even Mark beside him secretly pricked up