A Streamer Takes You Around Eastern Country
Tong Xin is an ordinary young office worker who has just graduated from university. He sleeps later than a dog and gets up earlier than a rooster. Like countless others in his profession, his only form of entertainment is the internet.
Even worse, because he was so tired, he even switched to electronic gaming. He didn't have the energy to play games, so he mostly just read novels and watched highlight reels or live streams of funny streamers.
It's only because martial arts are easy to learn these days, otherwise he felt he would have died of a sudden illness long ago.
"Let's see what kind of funny videos they have today." After getting home from work, Tong Xin threw himself on the sofa, glanced at the distance of the delivery rider, and then opened the Live Broadcast Platform. He was somewhat surprised to find that none of the streamers he followed were updating, so he switched to the homepage.
"That's weird, why did all these idiots cancel? Does Bilibili have some offline event? Never mind, I'll check the homepage..."
Tong Xin muttered to himself, glancing at the homepage and immediately noticing the large banner advertising the product. His expression turned slightly strange.
He's a modern young man, after all, and he browses all the major Live Broadcast Platform every day. He knows exactly which streamers get banner promotions and such. But this particular streamer is someone he's never heard of before.
Slightly out of curiosity, I was about to click on it when my phone suddenly rang...
"Hello?"
"Takeout delivery, open the window." The voice on the phone was strong and energetic. Tong Xin was used to this, so he opened the window of his rented apartment on the eighteenth floor. As a gust of hot air blew into the room, he heard the barely audible slurring of footsteps coming up from downstairs—
"Catch it!"
"Okay, ready!" Tong Xin used his telepathic communication technique, and the delivery rider downstairs immediately picked up the package. With the help of the "Shakya Throwing Elephant Skill," the fast food box easily rushed up to the sixteenth floor. When it reached the seventeenth floor, it began to slow down, and the package began to fall at the exact moment it reached the window on the eighteenth floor.
Tong Xin swiftly scooped the package in, checked the packaging to confirm it was ready for "Martial Force delivery," waved to the delivery rider downstairs, who smiled slightly, picked up the remaining packages, and ran off using his light-footed skills.
Tong Xin returned to the Living Room, reached out and clicked on the large banner Live Broadcast Room. While unpacking his takeout, he watched the screen. As the loading was complete, the first thing he heard was a very energetic background music.
"Seriously? You're playing such loud background music during your live stream? Do you even know how to do live streaming?"
Tong Xin muttered something unpleasantly, but before he could finish speaking, the anchor's voice reached his ears—
"Oh dear, this Kamen Rider's kung fu is terrible. What do you call that? That's just brute force. If it were someone from Yan, they would have countered with a full combo by now. Even those with Golden Bell Shield wouldn't rely on their thick skin to take a beating like this!"
"What the heck? Kamen Rider commentary?" Tong Xin was stunned for a moment, looking at the Kamen Rider being beaten up by a man in a school uniform wielding a wooden sword on the screen, and glanced sideways at the name of the Live Broadcast Room--
"The host will take you on a tour of the East."
"It's a travel livestream! Are they going to be streaming Kamen Rider from the East? But hasn't Kamen Rider been banned in the East?"
Tong Xin muttered to himself, when suddenly a thought popped into his head. He thought of the Esper in Mi Li's family these past few months, and the fiercely independent Russians with their explosive tempers—could this thing also be real?
Feeling that watching on his phone wasn't enough, he carried his lunchbox into the house, turned on his computer, adjusted the transparency of the live chat comments in the settings, listened to the streamer's commentary, and observed the viewers' reactions.
[Hey streamer, do you even know what I'm talking about? We Golden Bell Shield are all about taking the hits head-on! Only girls hide and run away!]
[Is the streamer just all talk? Why don't you do it yourself?]
[By the way, what kind of Weird Tale is this weirdo from? He seems pretty cool!]
[We've been fighting over the mass-produced units for so long, why isn't the main rider here yet?]
[Is this live stream scripted? It's the first one recommended online, how much did you spend?]
Although everyone else was just watching like spectators, the streamer on the screen remained remarkably calm. A large crowd of Eastern spectators surrounded him, making Tong Xin wonder why the Eastern people, who seemed so fearless, still had such a large population.
It was at this moment that the mass -Kamen Rider, covered in wounds, finally gave in. With a single slash from the school-uniformed Weird Tale, the entire armor shattered completely.
A young man who looked to be no more than twenty years old was thrown out of the explosion, rolled seven or eight times on the ground, and then struck a standard pose of pain.
Here it comes, the classic Open Mouth, Close Eyes!
[Where's the main rider? Why hasn't the main rider arrived yet?]
The end has come for Kamen Rider!
Although the viewers in the live chat still seemed to be watching the show, Tong Xin noticed that the number of comments had begun to decrease.
Undoubtedly, some discerning individuals, like him, have already realized that the Kamen Rider who was thrown into the air was probably not an actor.
His injuries are real.
In reality, there aren't that many perfectly timed rescues. If...
"I told you, using brute force to Weird Tale stories is just asking for death..."
The host's sarcastic tone came from the speaker, Tong Xin frowned slightly. At the same time, many viewers in the live chat began to criticize the host for only being good at talking.
Tong Xin, a skilled keyboard player, immediately typed:
[If you're so good, why don't you do it yourself!]
Similar comments kept popping up, but the streamer only talked nonsense and didn't do anything. Tong Xin wished he could immediately teleport to the East and beat that School Uniform Supernatural Tale who looked like he had terrible Saber Technique to the ground.
At the same time, a thought couldn't help but arise in his mind—
"The Combat Power of the Kamen Rider in the Eastern Country is so low. If I go to the Eastern Country, wouldn't I be able to become Superhero?"
At this time, there must be quite a few people who think this way. After all, with the popularization of martial arts in Yan Kingdom, the job positions have not changed much. Many people, even if they have martial arts skills, can only continue to do manual labor and carry sacks, because anyone on the street can beat you.
However, the current situation in the Eastern Kingdom made them realize—
It seems like no other country is as good at fighting as us!
In the Eastern Kingdom, Feng Xue, while using a mocking tone to stir the audience's emotions, stared intently at the School Uniform Supernatural Tale. Just as the other party raised his wooden sword, ready to strike, he finally took a step forward. His Hermit Authority subtly adjusted accordingly, and the next moment, a young man, about 1.85 meters tall, dressed in casual clothes and carrying a guitar on his back, entered the frame. With a single step, he was already in front of the raised wooden sword, easily gripping it with two fingers. Immediately, a voice, though not loud, clearly rang out in everyone's ears—
"Show mercy where you can, don't be so ruthless!"