Because of the computer, even when recording the screen, it was only high definition.
Look at everyone else—either ultra-high definition or Blu-ray. Even the image quality couldn't compare.
It was just ridiculous.
Forget it. As long as it worked, that was enough. At least it could stream. The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
Ling Feng casually started a one-on-one match. His opponent was using a newly released character: Magical Girls!
This character cost a whopping 888? What a rip-off.
At the moment, Ling Feng's stream only had a few dozen viewers. This viewer count was damn real—there wasn't any padding at all.
There had originally been no one. One person entering made it 1, and if they left, it immediately became 0. It was very real.
Maybe because Ling Feng was a newcomer, some people were curious.
[A new streamer? Excuse me, is the streamer a cute girl? The waters here run deep. I'm worried you can't handle them.]
[A cute girl is still Bronze. The opponent is already Star-Tier Glory. How could she possibly win?]
[I didn't expect a newcomer to suffer a disaster the moment she started streaming. I feel sorry for the cute girl for three seconds.]
[Can the cute girl show her face? Or say something? I'll send you a donation.]
Seeing the occasional comments float past, Ling Feng felt no reaction at all.
But he had already started complaining internally.
I'm a fucking man! What's with all this "cute girl" crap? Is that all you people think about all day?
What the hell do you have in your heads all day?
Meanwhile, Zhao Ping and Yuwen were playing together with Su Yun at Shishi Internet Café.
Zhao Ping and Yuwen were both highly skilled. Whether it was one-on-one or one-on-two, they handled it with ease almost every time.
Su Yun was also very skilled. Perhaps because she spent so much time with Yuwen, her skills were no slouch either.
At the same time.
Imperial Capital, Yanjing.
Villa No. 2, Riverview Garden.
Inside a room dominated by pink.
A purple-haired girl stared at her computer screen with utter disbelief.
It was as though she had witnessed something earth-shattering.
The girl's bedside was covered in lace. Her desk and bed were purple, full of a young girl's charm and incredibly cute.
Dolls and other adorable decorations sat on the desk, while all kinds of plush toys took up a large portion of the space.
The girl looked only sixteen or seventeen and was exceptionally pretty, but she was actually already eighteen.
Su Xiaoxiao was extremely excited. She would never forget that familiar ID.
And that character—she had spent an entire month working overtime to finish it.
The draft, the coloring, the modeling—she had made it almost in a one-to-one scale based on her own body, then dedicated it to the idol in her heart!
"Duskfall!"
Su Xiaoxiao had just wanted to say hello when she was headshot the moment she stepped out of her house.
What the fuck??
In the livestream.
Ling Feng's pinpoint AK headshot left quite a few people dumbfounded.
What kind of move was that?
Su Xiaoxiao was even more confused. What was going on?
A standard one-on-one match consisted of three rounds. Whoever got three kills first won.
Taking advantage of the remaining time, Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly started typing. It wasn't easy to run into her idol—how could she miss such an opportunity?
But just after she typed one character, the screen suddenly flashed, and she died again!?
She died the instant her invincibility wore off?! Su Xiaoxiao was amazed, and her admiration only grew. As expected of her idol!
There was still time! Su Xiaoxiao simply turned on voice chat.
"Master, I..."
Bang!
Before Su Xiaoxiao could finish speaking, her screen dimmed slightly.
Mission Failed~
"..."
Su Xiaoxiao's mind went blank.
She was completely baffled.
Confused?
Although she hadn't had time to say anything, Su Xiaoxiao was still incredibly excited.
"Ah, Master is still as cold and unbeatable as ever."
Su Xiaoxiao had not seen the ID "Xiluo Fengxue" on the rankings for a very long time.
Anyone who played Chronicles of Time and Space knew that this was a legend.
After spacing out for a while, Su Xiaoxiao came back to her senses and made a decision.
No, I have to send a private message!
Meanwhile.
Ling Feng's livestream.
The few dozen viewers were all dumbfounded by Ling Feng's performance. For a moment, comments flooded the screen.
There were only a few dozen people, but they sure had a lot to say.
[Holy shit! That cute girl's Assassin skill—two seconds of invisibility—was fucking amazing!]
[Streamer, 666!!]
[Damn, the streamer's use of that skill is fucking flawless.]
[I'm starting to wonder whether this cute girl is really Bronze-level.]
[What Bronze? Didn't you see that the cute girl's character is max level? This is a King stomping a Bronze lobby!]
[Holy shit?! It really is!]
[I thought she was Bronze, but she turned out to be a King!]
[Excuse me, cute girl, can you say something? Or show your face?]
Watching wave after wave of comments, Ling Feng was speechless.
Still, the feeling was genuinely great. He had always watched others spam 666 for streamers before.
Now that it was his turn, the feeling was completely different. It felt fucking amazing! He really felt like he was incredibly badass.
No, no, keep a low profile~
But when he saw the last question, Ling Feng froze again.
What the hell? It was always "cute girl" this and "cute girl" that. Do you people only watch game streams if the streamer is a woman?
It was just ridiculous.
Fuck you all!
Then Ling Feng typed several large words on the screen.
"I'm a man."
The moment Ling Feng finished typing, the comments started flying again.
[A man?? Isn't that even better?!]
What the fuck?!
Seeing that comment, Ling Feng nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Were people this open nowadays?
Brother, was something wrong with your sexual orientation?
[No matter what, boss, you're awesome! Followed, followed.]
[Master's skills are so strong that I suddenly want to go pro too.]
[Big streamer, can you carry me? I'm Bronze Third Order.]
Several people in the livestream chatted up a storm. Before they knew it, the viewer count had actually climbed past a hundred.
Seeing how amazing Ling Feng was, most people stayed, while more curious viewers clicked in.
Then, someone suddenly posted a comment.
[Holy shit! Isn't this Duskfall? I thought I was seeing things. I never expected Master to come to Dragonfang Live. Master, I'm your loyal fan!]
[Huh? You seem really excited. Is he that amazing? Isn't he only Bronze?]
[You don't even know this? Duskfall was the number one player on SK's first PVP leaderboard, and he held the top spot in later seasons too. His position was practically unshakable. He's like a god of faith!
Master specializes in blades, swords, and guns. His Killing Bullet can even curve. Tell me, is that amazing or not?
A lot of people thought Master had already retired, but who would've expected to encounter him here while watching a stream today? It's practically a miracle!...]
This ID, "My God, Duskfall," praised Ling Feng again, practically recounting his entire gaming career.
Ling Feng was stunned as he read it.
It was just ridiculous.
[Holy shit?! Really? He's that amazing?]
[Bullets can curve?! Is that something a human can even do?]
[If you don't believe it, go look it up.]
More people learned Ling Feng's identity, and the viewer count gradually rose. In less than half an hour, there were nearly ten thousand viewers!!
Holy shit?!
Looking at those comments, Ling Feng was almost too embarrassed to keep playing.
He had never known he was apparently this awesome.
He had mainly climbed the rankings for the first-place rewards. He had never thought that much about it.
If I had money, would I care about those rewards?
I'd fucking spend money on the game directly!!
[Damn, it really is Duskfall! Am I seeing things?]
[Master, have you considered joining this Winter Tournament? I'll go cheer for you!]
[Duskfall, my faith! I finally got to see you!]
[Holy shit?! It's Duskfall, the top player! The only man on the entire server to obtain the title of Strongest Gun God! So fast!]
[Master Xifeng, please show your face?!]
The livestream was filled with comments, and Ling Feng could barely keep up with them.
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