The Gods in the livestream room began discussing among themselves.
"Fire God Ma Hongjun": Host, how are we playing this game? How about we make a bet?
User "Fire God Ma Hongjun" sent a gift: "Fire God Divine Sense" ×10
"Void God Zhu Zhuqing": Fatty, you finally said something sensible.
"Fire God Ma Hongjun": Don't snap at me. If you've got the guts, send some gifts like I do.
User "Fire God Ma Hongjun" sent a gift: "Fire God Divine Sense" ×50
User "Void God Zhu Zhuqing" sent a gift: "Spirit Ring Age" ×5000
."Spirit Ring Age" ×10000
The sounds of gifts being sent rang out one after another, almost all of them coming from Void God Zhu Zhuqing.
"Void God Zhu Zhuqing": Who's as stingy as you, sending gifts bit by bit?
"Void God Zhu Zhuqing": If you've got the guts, send more like I do.
"Fire God Ma Hongjun": So we're comparing wealth now?
User "Fire God Ma Hongjun" sent a gift: "Spirit Ring Age" ×10000
."Fire God Divine Sense" ×300
This sudden scene in the livestream room left even Di yihong dumbfounded.
Were deities always this strange?
How could they start competing for no reason over something like this? It was truly baffling.
Sure enough, the way deities thought was different from ordinary people.
Perhaps they had spent too long in the God Realm, which was why they had become so peculiar.
Still, Di yihong was more than happy to see them act this way.
After all, he was the one who benefited in the end.
Why not?
Thus, Di yihong paid no attention to their bickering.
However, the matter of betting on the game was a good idea. There had been fewer gifts lately.
If he encouraged them a little, perhaps he could make a huge