Lu Xiaobu and his group left the company, leaving only Little Wang to keep watch at the office, ready to await his orders.
anwhile, the cara casually swept across...
And captured Liang Lan, Wu Qianmin, and Zhou Jingyuan who were following Lu Xiaobu.
So!
The barrage of comnts exploded!
"Holy shit!"
"Damn!"
"Young Master Bu, you!"
"My god! Young Master Bu, how co you have so many beauties by your side?"
"One, two, three, oh my, truly ’comparison kills’!"
"Envy, jealousy, and hate!"
"Young Master Bu is heartless, I share death and coexistence with beauties!"
"..."
Lu Xiaobu looked at the dense ’onslaught’ of comnts and rolled his eyes: "Alright, shift your focus away from , or you guys will really lose your teeth later."
"Psh, Young Master Bu is showboating."
"Poor people can’t lead the lives of the rich, and now even envying is a cri?"
"Exactly, Young Master Bu, I want to see the beauties!"
"Look at the beauties!"
"Look at the beauties!"
"..."
The barrage was flooded with requests to see the beauties.
So cheeky bastards even changed their nas to send gifts.
"Look at beauty No.1 sends out an excavator!"
"Look at beauty No.2 sends out an airplane!"
"Look at beauty No.3 sends out three excavators!"
"..."
The three won beside him covered their mouths, speechless.
Liang Lan: "I just learned a bit more about those live streams. It seems those female strears taking off clothes and touching themselves don’t even make this much money. Just showing our faces does this?"
Zhou Jingyuan: "A bunch of inexperienced fellas."
Wu Qianmin: "Lu Xiaobu, look at the audience, such taste when they say beauties."
"They are talking about Sister Lan, not the two of you," retorted Lu Xiaobu with a curl of his lip.
"Lu Xiaobu!" exploded the two girls.
"The live stream is on! The audience is watching, what do you want to do?"
Lu Xiaobu’s cara shook slightly, scaring the two girls into hastily retreating.
They always felt that live streaming was just like a web-based nightclub, so they had a deep-rooted aversion to it and didn’t want to show their faces on it.
Even Liang Lan instinctively stepped back.
The barrage went wild.
"Hahaha, Young Master Bu, are you whipped?"
"No way, the imposing Young Master Bu is scared of won?"
"Young Master Bu, don’t be a coward, just do it."
"That guy above, what did you an by that?"
"What do I an? Just to slap so joy!"
"..."
Lu Xiaobu cursed with a laugh: "Bullshit, if you keep making crude jokes, just blow up where you are."
Once aboard the RV, all the won hid in the back at the dining area, leaving Lu Xiaobu to stay in the living room with Li Qiang and Li Jin.
The barrage blew up again.
"Young Master Bu, how much does this car cost?"
"It has a TV? A sofa? A fridge?"
"Is this really an RV?"
"I’ve always seen pictures of it online, never thought I’d see it in person today."
"..."
"Making a mountain out of a molehill."
Lu Xiaobu was speechless and too lazy to deal with them.
Making such a fuss over the RV, as if they had just gotten Internet access.
"Young Master Bu 666!"
"You show off in such a badass way."
"I’m sorry, Young Master Xiaobu, it seems poverty has limited our imagination."
"We’re an embarrassnt to regular folks, making a fuss over a trailer. I’ve even had one in my dreams."
"..."
Following Lu Xiaobu’s request, Zhang ng drove up next to an internet cafe.
Lu Xiaobu, carrying his phone, walked right in.
"Hey, what are you doing? No filming allowed here."
The internet cafe owner, seeing Lu Xiaobu with his phone, was alard, thinking he was there to film sothing.
After all, internet cafes often have so not-so-decent things going on.
"Li Jin. Pay for the shoot. Two grand."
Lu Xiaobu snapped his fingers.
Li Jin imdiately ca over, counting out money with a flip-flap sound.
"Feel free to film."
The owner’s mood cleared up instantly.
"Another question, do you have a ’Cafe War God’ here?"
"Yes, that’s him."
The internet cafe owner pointed to a sloppy-looking man in the corner and said, "From all angles, he qualifies as a ’War God.’ He’s been playing here for two months, looks like he’s been through so hardship."
"And his gaming skills are really sothing else. I’ve had nothing better to do recently, so I’ve been watching him play every day."
"Hmm, let check it out." Lu Xiaobu nodded.
The live chat heard his conversation with the owner.
"No way, Young Master Xiaobu, you didn’t get us a beauty and instead found so foot-scratching brute?"
"Can this so-called ’Cafe War God’ even be a strear?"
"Even if he stripped, no one would watch, right?"
"Does Young Master Xiaobu have a peculiar taste?"
"Damn it, look at the beauties around the Young Master, prettier than anyone you’ll see in your lifeti."
"That’s true."
"..."
Lu Xiaobu ignored them and headed straight for this ’Cafe War God.’
This ’War God’ appeared to weigh over 170 pounds, looked a bit pale—unclear if due to illness or just poor nutrition.
Although the surroundings were noisy, his eyes were glued to the screen, without a hint of any other movent.
As he played, he muttered, "Damn, just missed it, one more try, that should do it."
The ga he was playing was called "Doomsday Competition," which Lu Xiaobu had never played and wasn’t familiar with, but it felt like a blend of Red Alert, StarCraft, and Warcraft.
As soone from Earth, Lu Xiaobu thought the ga seed like a fusion of all three.
However, he hadn’t played it himself, but surely so viewers had.
"Wow, 666, impressive moves!"
"Seriously, this guy’s gaming skills are top-notch."
"Too bad still, he lost."
"..."
Lu Xiaobu sat down on a sofa nearby, gesturing back with a hook of his hand.
Li Qiang imdiately whipped out a pack of cigarettes and handed one over.
"Bro, want a smoke?" Lu Xiaobu offered one.
"Oh? Thanks." Qin Ce raised an eyebrow, took the cigarette, lit it, and took a drag. "Nice smoke!"
"Not bad." Lu Xiaobu also lit one up.
He used to smoke back on Earth but gave it up after coming here because of health reasons.
Today, he was making an exception and smoked one.
Pleasantries were exchanged; it was clearly ti to get down to business.
Lu Xiaobu recalled the tests he had prepared, a slightly wicked smile forming on his lips.
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