It seemed they had been holding it in for too long. Every viewer in the livestream had their urge to vent maxed out, wishing they could pour out everything they had been bottling up all day.
They did not care what anyone else thought, simply talking to themselves. The overwhelming flood of comments even caused the livestream to lag.
Many viewers could only send their messages one character at a time. Large donations took several minutes to appear, and the once-smooth animations had turned into slideshows. Yet they continued speaking with fervor, showing no sign of stopping.
Basking in that vast torrent, Miao Qingyu could not help but laugh.
The previously silent livestream finally came alive. These viewers greatly diluted the apocalyptic atmosphere of My Unemployment Life, allowing Miao Qingyu to relax as well.
After stretching her limbs, Miao Qingyu looked through the questions in the livestream and began answering them as she saw fit.
"Don't call me stupid. I'm a university student, okay?"
Passing Excavator: [Acacia University counts as a university? Aren't you all demonesses?]
"How does Acacia University not count as a university? And when did all of us become demonesses? There are demon men too, okay? Also, can you stop using a massive number of individual cases as examples? Are everyone at Fengdu University Ghost Cultivators?"
Walking Merit: [At Fengdu University, those who aren't Ghost Cultivators are the exception. So at Acacia University, those who aren't demonesses are the exception.]
"...Anyway, stop talking about this useless nonsense. Hurry up and help me figure out what to do next."
Dreamscape Enthusiast: [You should stop talking about useless nonsense too. Tell me what this Dreamscape is called!]
"I don't know either. Even if I did, I couldn't say. You get what I mean, right?"
Dreamscape Enthusiast: [Oh, got it.]