Chapter Eight

Ning Nanzhou felt nothing about this, finding the other party’s polite demeanor rather expected.

He returned to his dormitory to resume his livestream. As soon as he went online, he was greeted by a screen full of complaints.

[Son, didn’t you say you’d stream this afternoon? Do you have any idea how long Mommy has been waiting for you?]
[Who said they were going to stream diligently this month? A man’s promises are just whispers in the wind; I’m unsubscribing!]
[South hasn’t been streaming much lately. There’s definitely something going on.]

Ning Nanzhou knew these followers well; they were experts at blowing things out of proportion. They were still complaining even though he had pulled an all-nighter just yesterday.

He nonchalantly switched on his headset. "Unsubscribe if you want. I didn't beg you to watch; feel free to follow other streamers."

With that, he logged into the game and started the matchmaking process.

[??? You unfilial child!!!]
[Hah, you want me to unsubscribe? I’m going to stay subscribed just to wait for the day South cross-dresses!]
[I miss the pure and cute streamer from before—the one who would count sheep when asked and watch videos when requested. Unlike now, where he’s so snarky it gives me a headache. Can’t God Chi keep him in line?]

The memory of Chi Yu’s fingertips brushing his hair made his earlobes flush, though it didn’t stop him from muting everyone who mentioned cross-dressing.

Five minutes later, the match was found, and he entered the character selection screen. Expecting the new hero to be highly contested, he was prepared to instalock, but to his surprise, no one else even considered picking it.

Ning Nanzhou selected the hero and entered the game. "Is the Magician really that unpopular? He’s so much more fun than Sabot!"

[He’s fun, sure, but his win rate is abysmal.]
[Mages usually go mid, but his HP is the lowest among all heroes. The margin for error is too small; one mistake and the whole team wipes.]
[Emmm, I don’t think he’s fun either. Even though you can consume mana to create a clone, the clone doesn’t auto-attack. You have to control both the original and the clone simultaneously. What kind of genius could play this hero well?]

Just as the chat was filled with complaints, the young man cleared the minion wave, reached level six, and learned his ultimate ability. He summoned his clone and caught the opposing top-laner off-guard, winning a two-on-one fight!

The chat fell silent.

[I suspect that last comment was written by South himself.]
[Don’t frame me! My account is dedicated to postgraduate exam studies; how could I be South!]
[Damn it! He’s showing off again.]

If that move only made people think he was skilled, what happened next left everyone stunned.

After being caught off-guard, the opposing top-laner became much more cautious, retreating to his tower after clearing waves and refusing to give South another chance to flank. Ning Nanzhou, appearing bored, created another clone—but not of himself. It was a clone of a wild monster.

[??? What is he doing!]
[Even if you can transform into a wild monster, their damage is low and they’re squishy. If it dies, your main body dies too. Isn't this just feeding the enemy?]
[Aren't you afraid of being reported by your teammates?]

Ning Nanzhou ignored the comments; this was precisely what made the hero fun. He maneuvered the little monster into the enemy jungle, hopping about to bait the opposing jungler. Fearing the enemy might be blind, he even wiggled his tail right in front of them, confident they wouldn't resist the bait.

Sure enough, the opposing jungler saw the easy kill and rushed in without caution. At that moment, his main body, hidden in the brush, struck.

【Congratulations on slaying "Yingyingying Don't Eat the Bunny!"】

[??? You can do that???!]
[Sly, truly sly.]
[I actually felt bad for the enemy jungler, but after seeing his ID, good kill.]
[??? What do you mean "good kill" because of the ID? Is there systemic discrimination against rabbits on the internet?]
[No, it’s just that we love bunnies too much. Spicy rabbit, numbing spicy rabbit, cold-eaten rabbit, roasted rabbit legs, spicy rabbit head... slurps.]

By the end of the match, Ning Nanzhou grew more comfortable, turning two consecutive wins into three, four, five...

He was actually getting tired; the later stages required total concentration. But thinking of Chi Yu adjusting his tie, he rubbed his aching wrists and pressed on.

Just as he was two wins away from a hundred-game streak, a message popped up in the backend:
—Due to staff negligence, an extra line was added to the event page. We hereby remove "Those who achieve a hundred-game winning streak with the Magician win automatically." We apologize for the inconvenience caused!

[Huh? Can you just change the rules halfway through?]
[But our son has been playing for so long!]
[Even though he’s an unfilial son, I’m so angry right now!]

Ning Nanzhou stared at the gifts in his shopping cart and calmly finished the last two games. Then, he dialed the event help line. No one was going to stop him from sending a gift to God Chi.

A sweet female voice answered, "Hello, how can I help you?"

"Get your manager on the line," Ning Nanzhou said concisely.

"Our manager is quite busy," the customer service representative replied, unperturbed. "Is there anything else I can assist you with?"

"I’m currently streaming," Ning Nanzhou said, not even lifting his eyelids. "Are you sure you want to discuss the manager’s mistress on air?"

[??? What kind of tea is this!!!]
[It’s late at night, do we even need to sleep!]
[I want to hear it! I want to hear it!!!]

A second later, the girl was gone, replaced by a middle-aged man. "Kid, you can’t just go around saying things like that!"

Ning Nanzhou raised an eyebrow. "How am I saying things at random? Arbitrarily changing the rules just to boost someone else’s popularity—if it’s not for your little sweetheart, then who is it for?"

The manager choked on his words. The event was indeed designed to promote a potential streamer, and because the whole team had been crushed by the Magician, they had added the "hundred-game win" bonus as a joke, never expecting someone would actually achieve it!

He couldn't admit that, though. He pretended not to understand. "The rules were changed due to staff negligence. We apologize for the loss and will provide compensation at our discretion."

Ning Nanzhou laughed at the word "discretion." "I’ve already hit the hundred-game streak. Do I have to beg for my own reward? I was wrong earlier—"

Before the manager could breathe a sigh of relief, the boy’s voice on the phone became incredibly sweet: "You might not necessarily have a mistress. After all, we must respect different sexual orientations."

"Are you keeping a muscular hunk or a delicate male model? Do you prefer to be on top or bottom? Someone as stubborn as you must be a bottom!"

[6]
[666]
[The manager’s face must be turning green with rage!]

The manager’s face wasn’t quite green, but it was close. A little brat dared to push his luck—did he think this was an ivory tower where there would be no retaliation?

To his surprise, the boy continued, "Eight thousand yuan in prize money isn't enough to boost anyone, and the event’s exposure is low. The real reward is that 'mystery guest'."

"Hmm? Who could it be?" the boy mused aloud. "Top-tier streamers didn't participate in this event. You were so confident you could boost someone that you changed the rules halfway. That means the guest is someone who can boost the popularity of a mid-tier streamer. When you rule out the others, there aren't many candidates left."

The manager listened, trembling with fear. The event had intentionally excluded top-tier streamers to support potential talent, but if other streamers found out...

He couldn't let him keep talking!

The manager closed his eyes and compromised. "It’s God Chi."

The white-haired chatterbox went quiet for a moment before speaking. "I’ve thought it over. A streamer in the 'adult' section like me isn't worthy of a co-stream with God Chi! I’d better leave the opportunity to someone who needs it more."

[??? Son, have you lost your mind??? That’s God Chi! The God Chi you’ve liked for three years!!]
[Son, blink if you’re being held hostage!]
[Damn! Did the platform threaten you? We can just switch platforms!]

*Sigh.* It wasn't that he was being threatened; he was simply afraid of being exposed. Even though his voice was masked, there was always a risk—it was too dangerous! Besides, the manager had felt a pang of conscience and compensated him with ten thousand yuan, which was enough to buy the gift and even the new Chi Yu merchandise!

However, since his followers were so worked up, he had to come up with a reasonable excuse.