Chapter 67: Earning Beyond Imagination
Of course, there was no way Huang Yunshuo would actually do that. At this moment, he even felt a barely restrained impulse within him. How he wished he could just kick this Xingkong Ruoruo out of the room—that would be quite a thrill, wouldn’t it?
“Calm down, calm down,” he kept reminding himself, typing, “What on earth are you two up to?”
Meng Xiaomeng called out, “Streamer, hurry up and start! I’m dying of boredom!”
Xingkong Ruoruo: “Start the stream already!”
“If I just go live because you tell me to, wouldn’t that make me look weak?” Huang Yunshuo rolled his eyes. He was just passing the time anyway; to be honest, as long as someone was there to chat, it didn’t matter whether the stream was on or not.
Xingkong Ruoruo said, “Handsome, a lot of people have reported your stream. The higher-ups sent me specifically to check your content. Your little life is in my hands right now, you know!”
Damn.
“How dare you report me!”
Huang Yunshuo jumped up—were they trying to get him killed? What was so unhealthy, inappropriate, or boring about his stream? Clearly it was positive, witty, and full of justice!
“There are over 10,000 accounts reporting you.”
Xingkong Ruoruo sent a gloating emoji.
“Damn it, today I’ll show you what a truly positive stream looks like.”
With a cold snort, Huang Yunshuo clicked to go live.
It took a bit of time for viewers to enter, and since Huang Yunshuo’s main focus was on mining, he simply pointed the camera at the mine wall in front of him and got to work, singing a catchy tune as he mined away.
“Hello, Mr. DJ, don’t let this beat stop!”
“There’s a party going on in my head—I can’t help but move!”
Meng Xiaomeng: “LOL, every time I watch his stream, I’m in such a good mood.”
Xingkong Ruoruo: “…emoji (black face)”
Huang Yunshuo didn’t stop mining. The lighting in this tunnel was bright, and it seemed the chances of finding ore were higher too.
He didn’t just chip away at the surface; after opening up a pit, he kept expanding it, and gradually, he noticed his mining success rate increasing.
Before, using a poor pickaxe, it took 220 swings to get a total of 8 ores.
Now, his pickaxe’s durability had only dropped to 86 after about 56–60 swings, and he’d already found four grade-9 iron ores!
That meant for every 3–4 points of durability lost, he got one piece of ore. If he used up this pickaxe, he’d get at least 25 pieces—that’s 1,350 copper coins! Enough to trade for six new pickaxes.
He was literally raking in the profits!
Singing his catchy tune as he mined, the number of viewers in his stream kept climbing. Many players had set notifications for drz02825’s stream, and even though they were in the middle of fighting monsters, they opened his channel to watch.
“???”
“What is this? Is this guy mining?”
“Who needs to mine at level 1? This guy’s over level 10 and he’s still mining, what the hell.”
“I thought there’d be a giveaway, but it’s just this? What nonsense.”
“This mine looks really unfamiliar. I don’t think it’s the abandoned mine.”
“It’s definitely not the abandoned mine. Look at how smooth and intact the walls are, and it stretches so far without any signs of being worked. It’s definitely natural.”
“The ore drop rate isn’t bad. Anyone with sharp eyes, check what ore that is on the ground?”
“Isn’t that the grade-9 iron ore that sells for a fortune on the black market? Damn.”
“All we ever find is rough iron ore, worth only 10 copper coins each, and the competition is fierce—there are always PKs breaking out.”
“This must be the mine Old Song from Northern Town gave him the location for. It’s definitely the Elephant Mine in the west, the one guarded by the little rooster.”
“Everyone from our town who went there got slaughtered. There’s this level 10 humanoid NPC chasing us down, killing us in one hit. It was a massacre.”
When he glanced up at the stream, the comment flood was already flying by, mixed with the welcome messages for new viewers—a lively scene.
Huang Yunshuo kept on mining, pausing each time he found something to rest and skim the chat, then continued digging.
“Say something, damn streamer!”
“Interact with us, don’t play dead, you idiot.”
“Did you lose your mind? Forget how to talk?”
The viewers kept urging him.
Huang Yunshuo updated the stream’s subtitle.
“If you want the streamer to speak, sure—just send 100 planes.”
With the new subtitle in place, Huang Yunshuo smugly kept mining, imagining his viewers losing their minds, and couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Clink.
A unique piece of iron ore dropped at his feet. Overjoyed, Huang Yunshuo snatched it up.
He had just dug up his second grade-8 iron ore!
He held it up close to the camera so the viewers could see its name clearly, then cheerfully tossed it into his backpack.
“Damn, grade-8 iron ore! You can trade that for 400 copper coins at Old Song’s place, right?”
“One swing of the pickaxe is worth 80,000 credits. I’m so jealous, I could cry!”
“This bastard is so loaded and still wants us to send planes? Don’t give him anything, guys!”
“Only if you send 100 planes will you talk? Who the hell do you think you are?”
[‘Fool’s Little Fox Soft’ sent “Plane” x1 to the streamer!]
[‘Fool’s Little Fox Soft’ sent “Plane” x2 to the streamer!]
[‘Fool’s Little Fox Soft’ sent “Plane” x3 to the streamer!]
[‘Fool’s Little Fox Soft’ sent “Plane” x4 to the streamer!]
[‘Fool’s Little Fox Soft’ sent “Plane” x5 to the streamer!]
Five planes in a row soared across the screen, their special effects hovering in the center of the stream, causing a stir among the viewers.
“Who’s this ‘Fool’s Little Fox Soft’? Sounds like another girl.”
“You’re looking at the wrong thing—focus on the ‘Fool’s Little’ part. Has this idiot streamer already got die-hard fans who even change their names for him?”
“Just the username makes me feel all soft inside. I’m so jealous, I could cry!”
The plane effects drew Huang Yunshuo’s attention. When he saw the viewer ID who’d sent all five planes, his mouth twitched.
Little Fox Soft had come to watch his stream after all, spent 500 credits to change her name, and sent him another 500 credits worth of gifts.
Looks like she managed to sell off her carrot stick after all.
[‘Fool’s Little Fox Soft’ has been appointed as a moderator by the streamer ‘Fool’.]
“The fourth moderator—just as I thought, another girl! This is so rigged!”
“So now, all it takes to be a mod is a 500 credit gift? Damn, I’m tempted.”
“Me too. When the streamer gives the word, we’ll kick those high-level players to the curb—serves them right for acting so high and mighty all the time!”
“Seems like this girl even changed her name. The name change card costs 500 credits each, you guys in?”
“I’m just worried this idiot is going to get banned by the Xingkong platform. With all those reports, it’s not looking good.”
“True… The best thing would be for him to sign a contract with Xingkong Live. Then he’d be safe.”