Faced with Di yihong's "invitation,"
both Asura Tang Chen and God of Wind Bai Chenxiang were tempted.
But in the end, neither accepted.
As for the reason—
"God King of Destruction 001": Host, we have already made an agreement. Unless you encounter a life-or-death crisis, no god may go to your timeline.
This had been brought up once before.
He just hadn't expected it to become an unwritten rule.
It seemed that God King of Destruction 001 and the others had imagined Di yihong, this Livestream Room, or rather, the Creator God behind it, to be extremely important.
They were terrified that one careless move would disrupt that being's plans.
"Fine, then."
Di yihong said indifferently—
"Last night, I DIYed a Soul Bone. Today, let's do something fun."
"Just watch."
Perhaps sensing Di yihong's mood to stir things up,
the Livestream Room responded as well.
Livestream Task refreshed: Hold a large-scale prediction event in Slaughter City and receive favorable reviews from ninety percent of viewers!
"Oh?"
Di yihong said in surprise—
"Then everyone can place your bets, and I'm included among the possible bets."
"As for what the competition will be, that's confidential for now."
"Since nobody knows, it's fair."
Because it involved the Teleportation Portal's activation progress, the Gods were all extremely enthusiastic.
"God of Emotion Huo Yuhao": Then I'm definitely blindly betting on the host! How could he lose? A heavy bet of 200 strands!
"Fire God Ma Hongjun": As expected of fellow devoted gods. I'm betting 100 strands on the host too!
"God of Wind Bai Chenxiang": You? Devoted? What a joke!
"Fire God Ma Hongjun": At least after all these years, I haven't found any new goddesses to keep me company, right?
"God of Wind Bai Chenxiang": But how many prostitutes have you slept