Chapter 142 Fine, I'll Draw, Draw, Draw, Draw, Draw!

Further west of West Town, past the Elephant Mine, one could occasionally spot a stray deserter or two, the most notorious among them being Stuttering Liu.

Yet, where on earth did those Level 10 little roosters spawn?

Right now, everyone only knew that ten of them spawned regularly at the Elephant Mine, making it impossible to imagine where the overwhelming hordes of little roosters came from during a city siege.

Clang, clang, clang...

The pickaxe struck mechanically and with great effort, sending ore tumbling to the ground from time to time.

He continued reading the forum posts.

One of the great joys of gaming lay in communication; players who disliked browsing the forums were either simple-minded or completely oblivious.

His declaration of war seemed to have deeply infuriated the Feather-race players.

Not only had his post been pushed to the top with 2.3 million replies, but the combat section was also flooded with countless hot threads blasting him.

Huang Yunshuo casually clicked open a few to take a look.

My, how bold and grandiose. The Feather-race players were universally united and inflated with arrogance. Who knew if these fellows could even solo Little White Goose, yet they were all barking fiercely online.

"I, Profound and Wondrous in the Wind, endorse [Maple Leaf Blossoms Bloom]. Maple Leaf Blossoms Bloom Guild is officially recruiting high-end players!"

"Bloody Sunrise is recruiting top experts! Top-tier leaderboard player Bloody Slaughter of the Buddha and Bloody Pressing the Begonia are forging a top-tier guild's prestige!"

"Bounty Guild opens limited-time recruitment, admission ticket is the Kiss of the Two-Headed Dog!"

...

Setting aside the messy baiting and strategy posts pushed up by onlookers eager for drama, Huang Yunshuo saw dense rows of recruitment posts from various guilds, professional teams, and gaming studios.

Almost all well-known guilds in Glacier Glory were running advertisements. Any guild with even a modicum of fame had tens of thousands of replies, and the players' enthusiasm was remarkably high.

Everyone knew that the earlier you joined a guild, the more benefits you reaped.

Many top-tier experts had been single-handedly lifted to prominence by their guilds.

Perhaps having a hidden class, a powerful piece of equipment, or an overpowered skill could let you soar to the skies, and with just a slight tilt of guild resources, a life of luxury and wealth was guaranteed.

"Hymn Resounding has already firmly grabbed the thigh of a wise big shot, won't you girls hurry over? Champion's Lament waives the trial, let's compare milk output at the Kiss of the Two-Headed Dog!"

The poster was Melancholy Melody once again; this girl was truly beyond active.

To be dragging his name out to peddle influence so quickly was genuinely annoying.

Huang Yunshuo's mouth split into a grin that reached his ears.

"Another expert who fiercely cursed out a super-moderator is jumping ship to a self-media platform! 'Your Yida' real-name curses out all super-moderators on Starry Sky Live!"

"This fellow is walking my old path."

Huang Yunshuo was amused on the spot.

He didn't know much about Your Yida, only that this guy's rage skills apparently cooled down terrifyingly fast. Should he go check out his live stream another day?

Speaking of live streaming, Huang Yunshuo felt a slight itch and wanted to start broadcasting as well.

It wasn't that he wanted to hold another lucky draw. In fact, the most valuable things in his inventory right now were silver coins. This currency was currently a strategic-level asset, treasured immensely by major guilds, and there was absolutely no way he would give it away to a bunch of simple-minded viewers.

"Anyway, once the version update finishes in a little while, there will be the arena and dungeon progression—aren't those all great content? Turning it on."

He opened the live stream interface and clicked start. Viewers needed a certain amount of time to trickle in, so he took the rare opportunity to mine with concentration for a while.

"Level 8 ore is actually more abundant than Level 9?"

Surprised, Huang Yunshuo looked at the pile of ore accumulating on the ground and bent down to pick it up. A single piece of Level 9 ore was worth roughly the price of a magazine of ammunition, while a piece of Level 8 ore was equivalent to half a year's welfare allowance for an ordinary citizen. Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!

Clack.

Right before the dumbfounded eyes of the live stream audience, a fist-sized piece of Level 7 ore emitted a dazzling radiance as it dropped to the ground.

"Goodness, it finally dropped! It's just a bit too small in size."

Huang Yunshuo was overjoyed, stuffing it into his backpack in one swift motion.

This thing was slightly smaller than a standard Level 8 ore. Measured in copper coins, its value was close to 2,000 copper coins—not a small harvest by any means.

The crucial question was: could you just buy this thing with money? Keep dreaming.

If Huang Yunshuo were willing, he could easily sell it for an exorbitant price of 10,000 or even 20,000 copper coins. There were plenty of high-end players these days hunting for materials to craft gear and turn in quests!

"Stop hiding it, we all saw it!"

In the live stream chat, the idiots were howling and shouting with excitement.

"Hurry up, you wise streamer, take it out and give it away! Didn't you damn well love doing lucky draws?"

A viewer named She Follows the Wind casually sent an airship and shouted.

Poetry and Song Butterfly: "Sitting here waiting."

That Year That Night That Ocean: "+1."

Huang Yunshuo inadvertently glanced at the live stream room and happened to catch these barrage messages in Channel 2. They were all regulars of his channel, and Huang Yunshuo could remember every single interaction he had ever had with them.

"Not giving it away, not giving it away, no lucky draw today."

Huang Yunshuo's heart tightened. Damn it, this Level 7 ore had to show up sooner or later; with so many people in the stream watching, flashing his wealth naturally drew covetous eyes.

"Not giving it away your ass! Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"Lucky draw!"

Crying out with the name Supreme Martial Emperor, the user casually gifted an assault cruiser worth 1,314 credit points.

"Lucky draw!"

"Lucky draw!"

"Lucky draw!"

...

The barrage flooded the screen overwhelmingly. Channel 2 instantly turned into a blank white screen, and the barrage scrolled so fast that no content could be seen at all.

"Terrifying. Let me open a few sub-channels first!"

Whether he would hold a lucky draw was a secondary matter; looking at the viewer count that had climbed to 500,000, Huang Yunshuo grinned from ear to ear.

"Opening Channel 3 requires you to pay 100 credit points."

No problem, open it!

"Opening Channel 4 requires your follower count to reach 20,000."

Condition met, open it!

"Opening Channel 5 requires you to pay 2,000 credit points."

Pocket change, open it!

Having opened three chat sub-channels in succession, the viewers were also ecstatic. Damn it, this streamer dog actually had some brains for once; everyone immediately diverted into channels 3, 4, and 5, which were also bleached white by the barrage moments later.

"Is it really that terrifying?"

Huang Yunshuo refused to believe it. He turned off the scrolling barrage in Channel 4 and took a look at the text on screen.

Thirty lines from top to bottom, uniform and uninterrupted: lucky draw, lucky draw, lucky draw, draw your ass!

Huang Yunshuo clutched his chest, genuinely feeling as though his heart was bleeding.

It looked like today's treasure was impossible to keep.

Damn it, whenever he ran into good luck in the future, he must never stream.

"If I had inlaid this into my other three profession sets—the core engine, the evasion device, or the energy barrier generator—wouldn't my stats have skyrocketed by massive amounts?"

Sighing, he had no choice but to surrender to the viewers.

"I'll let you guys draw for it, alright? Stop spamming the barrage! Damn it, you lot are poor and talk too much, you don't send gifts yet you have plenty of chatter. A streamer with 600,000 followers can easily manage two channels, but you bastards need five and it's still not enough."

Huang Yunshuo hummed and pondered the strategy for the lucky draw.

"Wouldn't it have been better to surrender earlier!"

"No matter how overpowered you are in the game, aren't you still our son in the live stream? We tell you to do something and you just do it, hahaha."

"This feels comfortable now, waiting to get my hands on a Level 7 ore."

"Whoever wins it is my son."