At the sa ti, on Shark TV.
Even during the New Year holiday, plenty of strears—big and small—were live-streaming different gas.
In Eric's stream, he was showing the audience so thighs.
"Hey! You're the one who wanted to see the thighs, don't bla !"
"Bro, what did I do wrong this ti?"
"This? h, kinda average!"
"Boss, since it's the holidays, let's stream sothing new. Lucas's new ga Overcooked just dropped. Looks pretty fun."
"I saw that too—Overcooked actually looks like a lot of fun."
Eric, who was busy watching so long white legs, finally noticed the chat ssages.
"Co on, it's the holidays. Just trying to show you guys sothing fun, build a little connection. Honestly, this kind of stuff isn't really my thing!"
"Let see… a co-op ga, huh? Perfect. I'll go see what Ashu is up to—maybe he's free."
Eric opened the ga platform and searched for Overcooked. After one glance, he rembered this was the ga Lucas had made.
He still rembered Lucas as a ga designer.
To the Moon had felt so heartwarming, while Outlast scared the hell out of him—it was a serious shift in tone.
After getting the basics on the ga, he clicked into another Shark TV channel run by another strear. A lot of strears knew each other, and they'd often play multiplayer gas together.
The other stream showed a guy in a black shirt, wearing a baseball cap and thick-rimd glasses, with a small goatee. He was telling a story.
"Society's different now! Back in the day, schools were full of punks. What'd they do? Shake you down! Call you 'bro,' pat your head, and say: 'Hey bro, lend us so cash. If you ever run into trouble at school, we've got your back. Got any money? Co on, take it out yourself. If I have to search you and find even a single coin, you're getting smacked. Your choice—hand it over, or I take it.'"
"Ash, you sound way too familiar with this. You used to rob kids back in the day, didn't you?"
"Heh… hehehe… Lem tell you—if I'd really been robbing people, I wouldn't be so good at telling it. Victims and bullies see things totally differently."
While Ash was telling his childhood story, Eric sent him a ssage, and viewers from both streams were lighting up the chat.
"Wow, long ti no see! Eric wants to play with ? Sure, let's hop into voice chat."
The two of them joined the voice call.
"Ash, how've you been lately?"
"Great, just great!"
They exchanged so polite small talk for the show's sake.
"Just the two of us playing? I think this ga can handle up to four players," said Ashu.
"Yeah, and I think it even has 2v2 mode. Should I see if we can get two more? Luke and Rock are both playing Overcooked too—want to ask them?" said Eric.
"Alright then, go ask them," Ash said.
Soon, two more people joined the voice channel.
With four of them now teaming up, their individual stream chats also started buzzing with excitent.
After all, during regular streams, everyone usually just played their own gas, and there wasn't much interaction like this.
But since it was the Lunar New Year break and they had a multiplayer ga like Overcooked, it was the perfect ti for sothing like this.
"Are we jumping straight into PVP? We haven't even gotten used to the ga yet," Ash asked.
"No need for that—none of us are going to practice anyway," Eric suggested.
"How are we splitting teams?" Luke asked over voice chat.
"I'll team up with the Ash, and you go with Rock. That should work," Ash said.
After a bit of discussion, they quickly settled on teams.
When entering PVP mode for the first ti, there were tutorial tips to guide them.
Creating a private room, choosing maps, and setting rules wasn't hard at all.
They went with a default mode and jumped into the ga.
But to get a feel for the controls, they still tried the tutorial level first.
Overcooked's tutorial level wasn't hard—actually, it was super simple.
It walked players through things step by step: chopping ingredients, cooking rice, washing dishes, and dealing with stage hazards, each part separated clearly.
So Eric and the others all had the sa first impression—
It was easy. Simple.
But once they entered the actual PVP mode, that feeling completely disappeared.
Orders started popping up left and right, and the background music added this weird kind of pressure.
It really felt like being stuck in a noisy kitchen, with a long line of custors waiting outside.
And unlike the tutorial, the PVP mode threw everything at them all at once.
Cooking, chopping, boiling, dishwashing—it was all mixed together.
And the biggest catch? The two players on each team were separated.
Which ant they couldn't just coordinate easily on the sa task.
Things quickly fell apart.
"Rock, hurry up and chop the at! Chop the at!" Luke, playing with a controller, yelled at Rock sitting beside him.
"Stop rushing ! You threw the plates all over the place! And look, you didn't even wash this one! What's the point of chopping at? Can't you chop it from your side too?" Rock, who was using a keyboard, fired back with a burst of complaints.
"What did you just say?" Luke shot Rock a sharp glare.
"Nothing… nothing! I'm plating it up, plating it up!" Rock shrank back in fear, suddenly rembering that even though they were talking through voice chat, his sister was sitting right there.
He was already flustered, and now even more panicked from being yelled at. He grabbed the food and rushed it to the serving window.
"Rock! Wake up! Wake up! That dish isn't even cooked yet! Why are you serving it?! And that's not even our side's window—that's the other team's!" Luke shouted, stunned as she watched Rock send out the half-finished dish.
anwhile, Eric and Ash weren't doing much better.
"Eric! We're trying to sell this food, can you stop throwing it on the floor? This isn't so random street kitchen!"
"Forget the food! Ash! Hurry! The damn thing's on fire! You're still picking up food? Put out the fire!!"
"What?! That fire ca from their side! And you're the one who dropped that food!"
"Well you were supposed to catch it!"
"How's that my fault?! There's a counter and you still keep tossing stuff on the floor!"
And just like that, a small issue turned into a shouting match.
They argued while cooking, which only made the chaos worse.
With orders piling up, the whole kitchen was a complete disaster.
The chat was cracking up as they watched the chaotic livestream.
"Haha, they went from super close to almost falling apart!"
"They are now at each other's throats!"
"this is hilarious."
"Is this ga really supposed to bring people closer? Feels like they're about to start fighting!"
"Isn't it supposed to bring people closer? Look at that guy, his face is turning red from holding it in."
"This isn't Overcooked, this is the Fight-in-the-Kitchen Simulator!"
(End of The Chapter)
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