Global Livestream 22

The second day in the game.

The sun rose, and the darkness receded. A layer of frost covered the entire world. The bustling city streets were long gone, and the main roads were littered with wrecked vehicles. The streets were a mess, with few pedestrians in sight. The torn clothes of those who had lost their owners blew all over the streets...

As the sky grew brighter, Natives began appearing on the streets. They gathered in groups of three or five and headed straight for supermarkets, pharmacies, and other places. Before long, more and more people appeared on the streets and in the alleys, frantically snatching up supplies.

Even with official announcements and appeals, there was no way to calm the people, who had long since succumbed to fear...

After killing all night, Ye Zhao waited until seven in the morning, then found a relatively clean rooftop to eat breakfast. Five rolls, two cartons of milk, a few milk candies, plus a handful of Vitamin ABCDE and Ginseng Tonic Pills. She couldn't help it; her mental fortitude needed work, so she had to rely on supplements to keep her body nourished.

As she ate, she glanced at her personal panel. Wait, would her personal panel in the Black Hole Game be broadcast live?

Ye Zhao opened the Livestream Panel and took a look. The picture was normal, and the comments didn't mention anything about her personal panel, so it seemed they couldn't see it.

She wondered which was more powerful: that garbage game or the Livestream System.

Of the 2,880 Creation Points she'd just received, she used 1,000 to create an Attribute Page that added ten points to her strength. She saved the rest for later.

``` [Name: Ye Zhao]

[Constitution: 1011 (no equipment effects)]

[Strength: 510 (no equipment effects)]