Chapter Six: First Appearance in the Live Broadcast Room

"Idiot... do you love me?"

After reading the stream room number once, Huang Yunshuo was instantly petrified. Damn it.

Why!

I’m not an idiot! It was bad enough that my game ID got randomly changed to 'Idiot.' But why does even the stream room abbreviation have to mess with me?

Huang Yunshuo was at a loss, close to tears. There was nothing he could do. The stream room is bound to each person for life, and you can't apply for a second one. So, he had to accept it.

"What kind of mighty, dominating, and cool stream room name should I pick?" Huang Yunshuo mused for a moment, then smiled faintly and wrote down the title: "Everyone Who Comes In Is an Idiot."

He talked about making money, but in truth, there were other motives behind opening the stream room.

Day after day, year after year, trapped in a small spaceship, with the same few rooms in constant rotation. Frequently risking his life on missions outside the ship, always worrying about scarce supplies and safety—Huang Yunshuo believed not just himself, but everyone on the ship harbored their own inner demon that needed release, needed to vent!

Whether it was the playful and beautiful Ye Piaoxue, or the intellectual and steady Yu Shiyin.

Whether it was the energetic Jin Xiong, or those nourished by love like Chen Juanfeng and Song Na!

He was right; his purpose for opening the stream room was simple: to make money.

The content of the stream was blunt—he was just there to curse people!

Huang Yunshuo happened to hit the right moment.

Around three hours in, it was peak time for countless non-ecological cabin players to log off. They swarmed the forums and the Galaxy Streaming Platform, wandering around in search of activity.

Newly established stream rooms always got a brief recommendation, and with such an obnoxious name, a real crowd started pouring in.

Many streamers restrict the welcome level for entrants—only viewers above level 10 or 20 trigger a welcome message; otherwise, for big streamers, the chat would be flooded with nothing but welcomes.

But Huang Yunshuo was a rookie, so by default, every viewer triggered a welcome message.

Welcome lv1 "Boundless Horizon, My Love" to the stream room.

Welcome lv3 "Fool" to the stream room.

Welcome lv7 "Eating Chicken Is Wonderful" to the stream room.

"What kind of messy, idiotic names are these?"

Huang Yunshuo couldn’t help but curse in his heart.

"Fool, get out! My stream room only welcomes idiots, not fools!"

He pointed at the screen and started cursing.

Fool: "Idiot streamer, are you sick?"

Huang Yunshuo ignored him and continued: "Eating Chicken Is Wonderful, are you an idiot? Didn’t you get enough from being killed by chicks just now?"

Eating Chicken Is Wonderful: "Are you brain-dead? Mind your own business!"

Welcome lv4 "Cool Dog Boy" to the stream room.

Welcome lv12 "Cucumber with Fishy Smell" to the stream room.

"Cucumber with Fishy Smell, get out!"

Huang Yunshuo had no sense of welcoming new viewers, shouting at the level 12 audience member.

Cucumber with Fishy Smell, bewildered, sent a question mark: "???"

"Are you an idiot, sending question marks? Can't you use your mouth to speak?" Huang Yunshuo said.

Cucumber with Fishy Smell almost coughed up blood, typing angrily: "Idiot streamer, is your head full of crap?"

"Why didn’t you tell me to get out?" asked Cool Dog Boy.

Huang Yunshuo replied: "Because your name screams idiot."

"Damn."

Cool Dog Boy hissed in anger and immediately cursed: "I’m ***."

"Nice, truly an idiot—your words are all censored."

Huang Yunshuo laughed loudly.

New viewers kept coming in, all of whom were sprayed mercilessly by Huang Yunshuo. The few who weren’t cursed watched the drama happily, but once others reminded them, they realized the streamer must have thought their ID was idiotic enough to fit the "Everyone Who Comes In Is an Idiot" title, which left them fuming.

In about half an hour, five or six dozen people had trickled in. Most didn't leave, but stayed to go head-to-head with Huang Yunshuo.

Suddenly, Fool said: "Did you guys notice? His stream room and 'Reforged Era' ID are both 'Idiot,' yet he dares to curse us. He must be nuts."

Huang Yunshuo’s heart skipped a beat; he almost wanted to crawl into a hole.

He'd been busy roasting others, forgetting his own ID was the bona fide 'Idiot.'

"You idiots just wait for me. If you dare to come back next time, I’ll roast you until you doubt your existence!"

After about an hour, Huang Yunshuo dropped a harsh line and sheepishly ended the stream.

"This stream lasted 34 minutes, gained 51 followers, and received gifts worth 0."

Seeing the system end notification, Huang Yunshuo was puzzled.

They followed him? Which meant next time he streamed, these guys might come back? Could they really be that shameless?

Not bad. If he tricked a few idiot viewers each time, the stream room population would grow. If some idiot couldn’t resist gifting regional announcements—like rockets or yachts—he’d attract even more people. The thought made him giddy.

"Hahaha, the future’s bright!"

Feeling triumphant, he returned to his room, put on his Hurricane Helmet, and entered the game.

The gentle breeze carried fine rain; the little mountain village was enveloped in drizzle.

Huang Yunshuo stood in the rain, so comfortable he didn’t want to move.

Looking down from the mountainside, he saw countless players still struggling to die. The hundreds of bursts of white light each second were truly a spectacle.

Huang Yunshuo started recording, capturing this precious moment while carefully analyzing the battle below. There were only two chicks left to kill; he needed a way to cut in.

After about five minutes of recording, Huang Yunshuo’s eyes lit up.

He dashed down the slope and kicked a chick with only 10 HP left.

-8!

Damn, a critical hit!

Just as he was about to turn and run, Huang Yunshuo felt a surge of excitement and, taking advantage of his long legs, stomped the chick dead, avoiding a deadly peck.

Three copper coins and a chick's down feather!

With his loot in hand, Huang Yunshuo slipped away, delighted.

"This guy is so sneaky!"

Nearby players immediately started imitating Huang Yunshuo.

But wounded chicks weren’t so easy to find, and their attacks only dealt 1-2 points of damage, with less agility than Huang Yunshuo. The result was predictable.

"Get lost! This chick is reserved for our Wolf Head Squad!"

A barrage of curses erupted as seven or eight male players pushed the crowd aside. In their midst was a chick with 13 HP left, looking cute but actually fierce.

Seeing their numbers, others didn’t dare approach. Mainly, the chick had too much health—over ten points, enough to kill two or three unlucky players.