Chapter 20: Am I The Clown Myself?

What the hell kind of people are these?

They throw tens of thousands of yuan just like that? Do they treat it like waste paper?

Lu Junming, who had been bombarded by a round of Super Rockets, was stunned and then furious. Just as he was about to vent his anger, he shuddered and a question emerged in his mind.

How could a new streamer have so many wealthy fans supporting them?

“Damn, this isn’t ignoring me, they’ve already signed with a guild!”

Upon realizing this, Lu Junming was so angry that he trembled all over. His body was drenched in cold sweat even in the blazing heat, hands and feet ice-cold. Could society get any worse?

It had always been him who donated first, then led the public to donate, later on dividing the public’s money into a thirty-seventy split. But to think that he would be fleeced by a fellow in the same industry today?

Damn, he should have suspected it earlier. This broadcaster’s live streaming equipment was obviously not cheap. It would cost at least over a hundred thousand yuan. It was obvious that a big guild had promoted them.

As for rich second generations streaming, Lu Junming never considered that possibility.

Enough with the jokes, which rich second generation would risk their lives streaming?

Considering himself to see through everything, Lu Junming was shocked and angry. He thought he could pick up a bargain but ended up being fleeced. Who could bear this?

Crap, you just wait, don’t think of winning next time when ranking!

Worthless!

After swearing these two words, Lu Junming clicked on the close button on the page, out of sight out of mind!

“Ah, what’s this?”

Bi Fang, who just noticed the excessive excitement in the live broadcast, scratched his head, not understanding why he was suddenly scolded.

From beginning to end, the two had never encountered each other directly.

Don’t bother with that vulgar-mouthed guy, he’s just a guild account looking for attention, but ended up being scared off by our wealthy lords.

That’s right; we’ve never seen such handsome wealthy people before.

What a spectacular scene!

Lord Mu Wang is a smurf account of some powerful person, right?

Just as someone was curious whether Lord Mu Wang was a smurf account or not, a cool entrance effect appeared, accompanied by another ten bursts of Super Rockets.

Luo Chongyang gifted the broadcaster ten Super Rockets – Hm? Where did that guild account just go? They just changed their account, how come they disappeared?

Haha, this familiar taste, smurf account in stone hammer mode!

Lord Mu Wang, is that you? I’m Xia Yuhe from Daming Lake! Do you remember me?

Licking up to him already? Why not make money together instead?

Damn, this is a real big shot!

Recognized viewers suddenly exclaimed, Re-阳哥 (Brother Re) was actually a regular guest for several streamers, having a consumption record that couldn’t be counted, he was a genuine tycoon. It was once recorded that at his craziest, he had gifted hundreds of thousands to different streamers in one day!

No wonder he dared to be so bold, he was the real big shot!

Bi Fang glanced over the barrage of comments and finally understood what had happened. He immediately expressed his gratitude to the few tycoons who sent rockets.

“Thank you, thank you all for your support, but I won’t be joining any guild, so don’t worry.”

Exactly, what is there to fear in a ranking competition? Old Fang, you just broadcast according to your own rhythm, and if you lose, I’ll write my Shennong’s name backward!

Count me, Fatty Cat, in! When the time comes, I will form the head!

Then I’ll form the tonsils!

The atmosphere in the originally serious live broadcast room became ridiculous once again…

Bi Fang shook his head, somewhat helpless.

However, he was truly shocked by the wave of gifts just now. That was over 50,000 RMB! The commission alone would amount to tens of thousands.

Although Bi Fang knew that with the system in his possession, fame and fortune were inevitable, he couldn’t help but be boiling with excitement when he saw the tip of the iceberg of these things!

A real man should be like this!

But for now, the priority was to fill his stomach.

Bi Fang weighed the much heavier backpack on his back and revealed a satisfied smile.

He glanced at the live broadcast room and suddenly found that the content of the bullet screen was getting more and more ridiculous. After someone even mentioned forming **, he hurriedly brought the topic back.

“Although we have captured prey in the wild, we must never let our guard down, because the smell of blood may attract ferocious predators to you. Fortunately, my backpack can effectively block the scent. That’s why I left the hunting scene directly just now.”

“But I am also lucky today, as wild rabbits usually live alone. I didn’t expect to encounter a pair this time. Perhaps because they were siblings, they could get along harmoniously, or they were courting when we bumped into them.”

How coincidental, forming a pair.

Is courting still possible? Delivering a double kill over a long distance?

Rabbit: In the next life, we can only be husband and wife again!

But why did the other one run into a tree?

I just entered and don’t know why you’re all so excited. I feel it’s so fake…

Bi Fang went through the comments one by one, but no one provided a clear answer.

Although the whole process was indeed very coincidental.

But that’s the fact!

How to explain it?

“As for the rabbit running into the tree, it has to do with the rabbit’s natural escape habits.”

“We can notice that the route of a fleeing rabbit is not a straight line, but rather twists and turns. Do you remember what I said earlier about the rabbit’s vision problem?”

“The rabbit’s nasal bones are higher, so their eyes can only see things on the side they are facing, creating a blind spot. In a state of panic, they will not choose the right path, and combined with the rabbit’s skull not being very thick, a collision can easily cause them to faint or even die.”

What? Are you trying to scare us? I was just enjoying the moment when a sudden attack killed my target.

I was eating grass and enjoying the moment when suddenly the host killed my target!

Watching the livestream is not as entertaining as the comments.

I must say, being alone in the wilderness and seeing these ridiculous netizens really does relieve some psychological pressure.

Bi Fang returned to the stream and had a drink before washing both his hands and spear in the water. Then, with the scent removed from his body, he continued on his journey.

In the afternoon, like yesterday, Bi Fang found a fairly open space and built a new shelter, preparing to start a fire again.

“Our fire this time will be much simpler. We only need to use charcoal and flint to quickly create a flame!”

Bi Fang took out the charcoal, crushed it into long strips using a stone, and arranged charcoal pieces of similar size into a tic-tac-toe pattern, two layers in total.

He then shredded dried wood into a tinder-like texture, placed it as kindling in the empty space between the charcoals.

“Please note, when placing the kindling, keep some distance between it and the charcoal. If placed directly under the charcoal, the flame is likely to be smothered.”

As Bi Fang spoke, he took out two pieces of flint and began to strike them together over the kindling. Just after a few hits, sparks flew out, landing on the kindling and starting to smoke.

It didn’t take long for the small flames to come to life. Seeing this, Bi Fang hurriedly stacked the charcoal on top of the charcoal pile.

“After igniting the fire, you can do the same as me. Choose long or flat charcoal pieces and cover the fire like a pot lid, so that the heat can gather. Remember to leave gaps between the charcoal for air circulation.”

In only two or three minutes, the tiny flames surged up, burning the charcoal red-hot.

Looking at the raging fire, Bi Fang couldn’t wait to unzip his backpack.

He had been working so hard for so long.

Finally, he could eat meat!