Chapter 12

However, Su Yu did not chat enthusiastically with him. After washing up, he went to play games, only replying to Lu Heyun's messages when he had a spare moment.

[Lu Heyun: Are you busy? Am I bothering you?]

[Su Yu: No, I'm playing a game.]

He was actually just leaving his stream on while pulling cards for other people. The chat kept asking what was wrong with him. Normally, he was incredibly noisy while gaming, but today it was as if he had been silenced by poison. Even his keyboard sounds were quieter than usual. And since Su Yu used a voice changer during his streams, whenever he spoke, it sounded bizarrely captivating.

Su Yu slowly typed a few words into the public chat: Immersive card pulling.

To keep himself from responding to things unconsciously, Su Yu even turned off the chat feed.

He was actually worried that the room's soundproofing was poor and Gu Lin would come shut down his computer again. Being interrupted in the middle of a game was incredibly irritating. It irritated him enough that he wanted to punch someone, but whenever he saw Gu Lin, he became mute.

Just then, someone in the livestream sent a Porsche, knocking the former top contributor from first place. That person did not say much, only privately messaging Su Yu to ask him to pull cards. Before long, Su Yu received the person's WeChat account through a private message.

When Su Yu added him, he found the other's profile picture somewhat familiar. Then he saw that the first three pictures in his Moments were all of motorcycles. So he switched to his cloned WeChat app, took a look, and slowly typed two words into the search bar: Su Wang.

Sure enough, the exact same profile picture popped up.

It was his big-mouthed second brother.

What bad luck.

By then, Su Wang had already sent over his game account and password, then asked when it would be his turn. Su Yu glanced at his UID. This guy had probably only started playing recently; his level was still quite low.

Su Yu did not really want to bother with him, so he told him there were several big spenders ahead of him. He had originally thought Su Wang would leave immediately with that temperament of his, but unexpectedly, the other man returned to the stream and sent him several more luxury gifts.

[Su Wang: Is this enough now? I want to cut the line. I'm a little busy—I still have to pick up my little brother later.]

Su Yu immediately replied that it was fine.

He had changed his mind. He had decided to make Su Wang's money. Money was money, no matter whose it was.

[Su Yu: Then what are your requirements? How many do you want pulled? Characters or weapons?]

[Su Wang: Max out everything. Pull whatever there is to pull.]

After saying that, the other man transferred him the money according to the stream's listed rates. He even generously told Su Yu to ask him for more if he had calculated it wrong.

Su Yu's livestream had never lacked wealthy spenders, because he himself had initially attracted traffic by spending heavily in games, both before and after coming here. However, his father thought gaming was an improper pursuit, and they constantly argued over it. So Su Yu rarely went home, and after graduating from college, he moved far away from his father.

His relationship with his father was actually terrible. To outsiders, they looked like enemies. Whenever they met, they would start arguing before long.

Now that he was gone, the old man should have a lot less to worry about.

Lost in thought, Su Yu suddenly realized that he had accidentally exchanged the wrong card pool vouchers. The chat instantly became lively, with everyone spamming: The boss is confused.

But Su Yu, who had turned off the chat, had no idea. With a tap on the keyboard, he even became restless. "Damn, I exchanged the wrong ones. Won't I lose a fortune on this order?"

The moment he spoke, the chat mercilessly burst into laughter.

After saying that, Su Yu silently started counting how many 648 top-ups he had made, roughly estimating how much he would need to make up for later. Once he finished calculating, he muttered to himself, "It's not too bad. At most, I'll lose a few thousand."

Once he was done calculating, he went back to pulling cards, still completely unaware of what the chat was spamming.

[A good nickname means losses are inevitable.]

[Other people stream to make money. Young Master streams to lose money.]

[Why does Young Master keep talking to himself instead of replying to chat? Did he turn the chat off?]

[Seems like it.]

[Does anyone have his WeChat? Tell him. It'd be bad if he accidentally leaked private information.]

[So every time he messes up, he isn't acting—he's genuinely dumb.]

The people in the livestream began asking whether he could see the chat, but Su Yu had completely forgotten about it and did not respond at all. He only ruthlessly pulled cards and topped up, pulled cards and topped up, pulled cards and topped up.

Resting his cheek on his hand, Su Yu said, "It's still not maxed out. My luck is so bad. I'm tired of topping up."

This was followed by a sigh, and the livestream viewers heard several more payment notification sounds.

[???]

[The gap between people.]

[So this is how rich people play?]

After streaming for nearly fifteen minutes, Su Yu glanced at his phone and found that Su Wang had sent him messages on WeChat and had also started a voice call.

[Su Wang: Did you turn off the chat?]

[Su Wang: Your mic is on.]

[Su Wang: Hello, hello, The Landlord's Foolish Son.]

Landlord... Fine, that was his livestream handle. But the original nickname had already been taken, so he had tacked on a string of cringey Martian-script characters after it—Ruthless Young Fisherman.

Wait, the chat?

Su Yu hurriedly turned the chat back on. The viewers were frantically flooding the screen to tell him that his microphone was still on.

Su Yu apologized to the viewers. "Sorry, sorry. I forgot about it just now. I've caused everyone trouble."

The viewers asked why he was speaking so quietly now as well. Su Yu dragged his mouse as he answered, "Someone at home thinks I'm too noisy and will shut down my computer, so I don't dare speak too loudly. Besides, I have to end the stream before eleven."

Su Yu streamed for a little over an hour before hurriedly signing off. Before going to sleep, Su Wang suddenly messaged him to ask whether he could usually play together with him.

Su Yu replied: No. I don't have time.

[Su Wang: Don't be like that. I've gone through all the streamers for this game, and you're the only one I like the look of. Don't worry, I usually only play for an hour. I'll pay you by the hour.]

Su Yu quoted an exorbitant price, but unexpectedly, the other man agreed without another word.

[Su Wang: Fine. We'll get in touch another day.]

Fine. Since he sincerely wanted to be taken for a sucker, Su Yu would reluctantly play with him. While Su Wang's level and understanding of the game were still low, he would fleece him properly.