Who Is the Kidney Bro? The Bizarre Kusotori Bro Is Actually a Rich Young Master from Bin City

<Identity revealed: the bizarre Kidney Bro is actually a rich young master from Bin City.>

<Digging into Bin City's Big Eater: a low-key rich guy unlike any other.>

<Having money means doing whatever you want: rich people who love street food.>

<Another rich kid from Bin City unexpectedly goes viral. He likes a simple, ordinary life.>

No comment on these headlines for now.

But... why did it feel like he was riding the principal's coattails?

Bin City was full of hidden talents. It was a place blessed with outstanding people and scenery.

You could toss a brick anywhere in Bin City and hit someone worth millions. Take a stroll by the beach, and among all those old men and women wandering around in slippers, who didn't own a few houses?

Stop focusing on the principal all the time. He might not even know where the newly opened Wan D Plaza was!

At seven that evening, the third wave began.

First, the bizarre clips had drawn everyone's attention. Then the original video had been released to draw in another wave of interest. Finally, they had sent out a smokescreen and some vague information, turning the whole thing completely on its head.

Just when everyone thought you were a comedian, just some nobody, they suddenly found out that you were actually rich. Surprised? Didn't see that coming?

Well, regardless of what the netizens thought, Li Xian had achieved his goal.

He wanted this whole thing to take a 360-degree turn. The Kusotori Bro and the Big Eater... Those topics might pique the public's interest, but in the end, this identity, so completely at odds with the image he'd cultivated at the start, would leave a lasting impression.

Identity was a rather mysterious thing. Sometimes it could make people completely overlook your main line of work. No matter how well you did at it, your "identity" might still outshine your actual work.

In any case, it had its pros and cons, but it could definitely help shift people's attention.

Take certain celebrities, for example. If they couldn't sing, they could go home and inherit the family fortune. If they couldn't act, they could go home and inherit the family fortune. If they couldn't direct... or even if they couldn't play games...

The more he thought about it, the more it seemed to boil down to this: if you had money, people could forgive you even when you weren't any good.

Uh... Brother Xian didn't need anyone's forgiveness. He just wanted to say: I have plenty of money. So what if I go out for some skewers?

You should be paying attention to Brother Xian's identity. There's nothing worth paying attention to in those ridiculous comedy videos.

Aren't you curious about Brother Xian's identity?

Don't you want to know about the secrets behind his background as a rich kid?

Don't you want to learn what kind of life experiences this "refined and unconventional" rich kid has had?

Sometimes, you really shouldn't look straight into the depths of your soul, because you'll realize...

I'm freaking losing it!

Right on time, he sat down in front of his computer.

Brother Xian felt that everything had settled, and it was finally his turn to take the stage.

But when he sat down in front of his computer, eager to share a little love with his adorable audience of rubberneckers, the smile on his face froze instantly.

Are you people crazy?!

What the hell are you thinking?!

You've got the wrong idea!

Damn, netizens these days are hopeless!

Li Xian cursed under his breath as his finger kept scrolling down through the comments. Each time he saw a top comment, his expression darkened a little more.

There were over three thousand comments under his Weibo post proving his identity, and every last one was some kind of bizarre message.

"Oh my god, I'm dying of laughter. You're definitely serious about being funny."

"The most conscientious rich kid of the year, spending a million to entertain the masses!"

"Kidney Bro, we support you joining showbiz!"

"Um, can I have one of your reaction images?"

"I heard a big eater's stomach is dozens of times bigger than an ordinary person's!"

"How much do you weigh? Give us your measurements."

"Your videos really whet my appetite... and looking at you makes me even hungrier!"

"It's over. Pork prices are about to go up again."

"Rich guy, let's be friends. I can eat ten skewers of kidneys too."

"Followed! Kidney Bro, take me with you!"

Li Xian: "..."

Had he opened the wrong page? What was wrong with the world? There was nothing wrong with his post.

The general gist of Brother Xian's post proving his identity was simple: I've come clean. I'm done pretending. Here's who I am.

Shouldn't people be surprised and delighted?

Did this batch of rubberneckers all get zero on their reading comprehension tests?

Brother Xian immediately called Zhang Cheng and asked if he'd paid some shills to spam the comments. Zhang Cheng denied it at once, which only left him more confused.

There was nothing wrong with the three-part rollout!

Draw attention, reveal his identity to shift the focus. It was a perfectly normal strategy.

So which part had gone wrong?

Brother Xian couldn't figure it out. His reasoning was sound, but he didn't know that the netizens had never wanted a normal strategy in the first place.

The reason rubberneckers liked gossip was that it was juicy. They knew perfectly well which of the tidbits Brother Xian had put out was the juiciest.

So he went all out, and got absolutely nowhere.

As he watched the comments keep piling up and his post proving his identity climb into the top ten trending topics without him spending a cent, Brother Xian decided he couldn't just sit there doing nothing.

He placed his plump hands on the keyboard, took a deep breath, and suddenly opened his narrowed eyes. His fingers began to clatter across the keys.

Under the first top comment: "Careful, you might deprive your brain of oxygen. Try some brain-dead pills."

Under the second: "Wait here. I'll go buy you some oranges."

Under the third: "Know how to play Dou Dizhu? 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6."

Under the fourth: "Heh. Here's a mirror that reveals demons. Take a look at yourself."

Under the fifth: "I heard your mom plays double when she buys groceries."

Under the Nth: "Noob. Can't carry you."

Phew. That felt refreshing.

The air was so fresh, and the world was so beautiful.

A satisfied smile appeared on Brother Xian's face. It had been ages since he'd been able to insult people without holding back.

He'd sent out so many replies that the comment section exploded even more, and in the blink of an eye the total was about to hit five thousand.

Let it explode. A real man never looked back at an explosion.

Just then, a sudden ding rang in his mind. The system notification had arrived.

[Quest (1): Prove Your Identity completed.]

[I! Kidney Bro! completed.]

[Quest rewards: Character Attribute Points +2, Draws +2, one box of exclusive business cards, Skill Card: I Am Megaphone.]

What the hell was with this Skill Card?

The busted system was finally feeling generous!

He'd done ten or twenty draws and never gotten a Skill Card.

Brother Xian inexplicably felt like crying. Skill Cards were way too rare; he'd only managed to get two in total.

One was the special Skill Card [Unlucky Bodyguard], which he'd gotten in exchange for bad luck. It hadn't been worth a damn so far.

As for the other Skill Card, [One Shot Into the Hole], he still hadn't found the right use for it. It wasn't worth a damn either.

The other two were both buff cards.

Now, at last, he had a third skill. Just hearing its name made it sound incredibly powerful.

He immediately claimed his quest rewards and put both attribute points into endurance. His endurance instantly reached 57. He felt even more pumped up, right on the verge of a breakthrough. Maybe reaching 60 would bring some kind of transformation.

He couldn't worry about that just yet. The new skill was more important.

Brother Xian opened the system inventory and carefully read the description of the new skill.

[I Am Megaphone: Advanced flame-warrior skill. Effect: Within a ten-meter radius, no one can outshout you. Has a powerful suppressive effect. (Can be upgraded)]

P.S. To all the big shots out there, please invest and add this to your collection.