Mu Wen panicked. "Don't go! Everyone, don't go! I'll eat, all right? We agreed-twenty steaks, and you subscribe as captains. No backing out! But if I eat until I throw up, that counts as doing my best. No unfollowing or insulting me! I really don't feel well today! I'm not lying or tricking anyone!"
Only then were the livestream viewers satisfied.
No one thought eating until she threw up was a big deal.
Nor did anyone think putting her in this much of a bind was going too far.
This was how she made her money. Was eating until she threw up so outrageous?
Then she shouldn't have started doing big-eater challenges in the first place. She could have enjoyed a healthy life instead.
People risked their lives jumping off buildings dozens of stories high to shoot movies. Weren't they doing it for money, too?
Finally.
Mu Wen finished her nineteenth steak.
Just one more, and she would gain a batch of captain subscribers.
She could clearly feel the strain on her body, her mental exhaustion, and the heaviness of her limbs.
The physical limit she used to reach only after thirty steaks had already arrived.
But there was only one left. She would push through.
Fighting back the urge to vomit, she hastily stuffed it into her mouth.
She could no longer worry about how she looked eating or maintain a ladylike demeanor. All she wanted was to finish and immediately rush to the bathroom to throw it up.
If she didn't, she might really vomit blood.
But...
"Pfft..."
Halfway through the twentieth steak.
Her face suddenly went white. Her little mouth opened, and a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out on the spot!
Then her vision went black, and she passed out right there!
"She vomited blood???"
"She