Chapter 17

Chapter 17

The tears in Brother Crocodile’s eyes vanished in an instant. He watched as the person before him unhurriedly walked over to Wulong Tea, who was surrounded by long hair and nearly wrapped into a cocoon. Click-ignite-whoosh!

The cocoon broke, and out came… a chubby little guy who looked like he was suffering from severe kidney deficiency.

Wulong Tea: “……”

Without a word, Qiao Yu walked over to the other two to set them free with his fire. The entire process took less than a minute. The hair filling the room was burned clean by Qiao Yu, leaving the interior thick with the smell of charred remains.

-……Holy crap??

-How did he think of using fire? No matter how fast that hair grows, it can’t beat his burning speed. This guy is such a troll; I’m getting tired of saying ‘666’ already.

-I freaking paid money for this, and this is what you show me in the Live Stream Room?!

-Why does the streamer have a lighter on him?

Qiao Yu glanced at the bullet chat and replied lazily, “Is it that strange for a smoker to have a lighter?”

-Little beauty, you actually smoke!

-Smoking is bad for your health!

-Wait, that’s not right. I’ve been camping in this Live Stream Room the whole time, and I haven’t seen the streamer smoke once?

Seeing this, Qiao Yu raised an eyebrow and smiled. “Oh, you mean that…” He paused deliberately for a moment. For some reason, his usually clean and obedient smile took on a hint of malice. “This body hasn’t smoked yet. I’ll wait until I’ve adjusted to it before I decide.”

-I recognize all those words, so why don’t I understand what they mean when put together??

-+1

-+One hundred thousand ‘whys’!

-Smoking is bad for your health. Since you’ve quit, little beauty, don’t pick it back up~

Unlike other channels, the vibe in Qiao Yu’s Live Stream Room was truly bizarre… No, ‘bizarre’ wasn’t quite the right word. Perhaps it was because the bullet chat had become so normal that it felt out of place… right?

“Stop trying to persuade me. I’d quit eating before I quit smoking, so give it up!”

Brother Crocodile snapped out of his brief daze and asked the question he hadn’t received an answer to this morning: “Who exactly are you talking to?”

Actually, he had already guessed the answer in his heart, but he didn’t dare believe it.

“Who else? The viewers in the Live Stream Room, of course. I don’t have a split personality; why would I talk to myself for fun?”

Man-Eating Crocodile: !!!

“Don’t you guys interact with the viewers in your Live Stream Rooms?”

Brother Crocodile shook his head so hard it left afterimages. One could vaguely see the terror in his large eyes.

Qiao Yu leaned back in disbelief. “No way, seriously? If you don’t interact, who’s going to give you tips? You’re just turning down free money?”

Is their sense of integrity really that high…?

Brother Crocodile, however, was deaf to everything else as he lunged forward. “Daddy!”

Qiao Yu: “…I told you, don’t call me something so disgusting.”

“Father! From now on, you’re my father. Are you willing to bind with me as eternal lovers and never part?” Brother Crocodile’s face was the picture of worship.

“In your dreams. I might like men, but I have standards, okay? I like long, straight legs. Get lost, you shorty!”

“No, no, no, my tongue slipped.” Brother Crocodile immediately cleared his throat and pleaded sincerely, “Father, are you willing to take me in as your lackey? From now on, as long as you have a bite of meat, I’ll be happy with a sip of the soup?”

Qiao Yu blinked innocently. “But I prefer drinking soup. And I’ve been meaning to say this-did your family hierarchy take a rocket ship? You’re climbing up the generations fast!”

Man-Eating Crocodile couldn’t win an argument against Qiao Yu, but he desperately wanted to cling to Qiao Yu’s coattails. He started acting like a spoiled brat. “I don’t care! From now on, you’re my biological father! Father, my family is super rich. I’ll buy you meat to eat, and I’ll have my nanny brew soup for you!”
“Does your real father know you’re like this?”

“What real father? That’s my stepfather.”

It seemed Qiao Yu had overthought things; this guy had no sense of integrity whatsoever. “He’s your stepfather? Then how do you still have money? You must have lost your inheritance rights.”

“It doesn’t matter. I’m an only child. Even if he’s a stepfather, I’m still the first in line for inheritance legally. Besides, haven’t I already acknowledged a thief as my father?”

Qiao Yu couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “Who are you calling a thief?”

Brother Crocodile smiled. “Dad, a tomb raider is also a thief.”

Motherfucker!

Qiao Yu was speechless. “…”

No matter how much of a smooth talker he was, he still lost to this thick-skinned, shameless guy. To think that at such a young age, he had suddenly acquired such a troublesome son-life was truly unpredictable.

Fine, thinking about it carefully, it actually felt like quite an achievement.

At least he didn’t have to raise the kid for him to know how to buy meat to show his filial piety.

Qiao Yu could only comfort himself this way in his heart… otherwise, what else could he do?

The others had watched this ‘touching’ display of father-son affection long enough and finally couldn’t take it anymore.

“Are you really a rookie streamer? Is this your first time in an Instance?” Wulong Tea leaned against the wall, staring blankly at the ashes on the floor, his breathing still uneven.

“Of course. Why would I lie to you about that? It’s not like I’m getting paid for it.”

Is this guy obsessed with money? It’s always ‘money, money, money’!

Wulong Tea sighed, equally speechless.

Suddenly, the livestream interfaces of several people popped up simultaneously, and a short notification sound rang in their minds.

[Ding-System detected that streamer Canyue Wushuang has used a Review Card. Countdown: 23:59:59.]

The streamer from Room 4008 used a Review Card?!

Why?!

Pozhan immediately walked to the door and looked through the peephole. The Ghosts in the hallway hadn’t left; they were still wandering numbly in front of the door. Standing behind them was a man clutching his neck, his face full of lingering fear after surviving a disaster.

Thick blood could be seen faintly seeping through his fingers. Pozhan furrowed his brows, looking very worried.

Just then, a splash of bright red skirt fluttered into view. Li Xiaoqin, carrying a cleaver stained with flecks of blood, slowly stepped forward. She tilted her head to look at the streamer, her grin stretching all the way to her ears. With a voice full of malice, she said, “I’ll be waiting for you to come find me for the review.”

After speaking, she ignored the male streamer, who had become terrified once again. Instead, she whipped her head around to look toward the door, a trail of blood flowing from the corner of her eye at just the right moment.

Pozhan recoiled a step. When he regained his composure and looked through the peephole again, Li Xiaoqin was gone.

As for the streamer with the ID Canyue Wushuang, he remained sitting on the floor in a daze. The Ghosts in front of him collectively ignored his existence as if they couldn’t see him.

While a Review Card is in use, one cannot be attacked by Ghosts.

Qiao Yu curiously pushed Pozhan aside to take a look, then suddenly shouted a reminder: “Hey! Don’t just sit there like an idiot! Hurry up and look for clues!”

The young man outside looked up at the closed door of Room 4009, as if waking from a dream, and then scrambled to his feet and ran off.

After he left, the Ghosts outside went into a frenzy again. A headless corpse slammed straight into the door with a loud thud!

Under everyone’s accusatory glares, Qiao Yu suddenly slapped the back of his head. “Oh, crap!”

His voice was full of frustration, causing everyone’s hearts to tighten. They hurriedly asked, “What’s wrong?”