The Female Lead Decides to Act Wickedly Chapter 990 - 381: Interstellar Survival Live Stream (Part 5

He Hongtian’s live stream was silent.

But, monts later, the comnts on the public screen started scrolling like crazy—

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, did he really catch a fish with just a crude twig?"

"...Have surgeons beco this badass? Not only good with a surgical knife, but also can spear fish with a twig?"

"Fish: Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?"

"Haha, surgeons really are badass!"

"Amazing, my Doctor He!"

"Of course amazing, He Hongtian was once the best surgeon in the Empire. Excellent surgeons from the Blue Star Era had ’eagle eyes, a lion’s heart, and a woman’s hands!’

"Steady, accurate, ruthless! Master one skill, master them all!"

The viewers started kneeling before He Hongtian.

Actually, it makes sense.

Even in the post-Blue Star era, let alone the Interstellar era, people were long used to all sorts of high tech.

Primitive thods like spearing fish with a twig were almost extinct.

Only a handful of experts could do it, and even so so-called wilderness survival gurus might not succeed.

Humanity emigrated to the vast universe, the Interstellar era arrived.

People relied even more on high tech, even daily gourt food had been replaced by various nutrition agents.

Let alone this primitive way of fishing.

He Hongtian did nothing but used this one trick, and his stream attracted a large group of curious netizens.

So quick-reacting viewers didn’t just join in amazent and praise but urged: "Doctor He, open the Light Screen, quickly open the holographic broadcast!"

At this, many viewers who were still marveling at He Hongtian’s badassery snapped to attention.

"Right, right, right! Quick, open the hologram. Boohoo, I want to sll what real fresh fish slls like!"

"I want to buy the imrsive experience. I’ve lived for more than a decade, just had grilled fish-flavored nutrition agent but never real grilled fish!"

Just as those comnts flashed across the screen, other sharp viewers were already a step ahead.

"Boom! Viewer ’There’s Really a ow Star Person’ tipped 4044 with 10,000 Star Shining Points!"

"Boom! Viewer ’I Am I Am I Am I’ tipped 4044 with 10,000 Star Shining Points!

"Boom..."

In no ti, the public screen exploded with various tip effects.

Within a few minutes, He Hongtian received nearly 100 Star Coins in tips.

It’s a function of the live stream.

The whole adventure live stream is holographically broadcasted, viewers can use a smart helt or live cabin to enter the Adventure Park experience.

They can truly feel the danger and thrill of Adventure Park, imrsing themselves in various customs and traditions.

But, if they want to directly experience a specific live strear’s real sensation.

Like if a strear eats so fresh food, and viewers want to have the sa sll and taste as the strear, the strear needs to open their personal holographic broadcast locator and activate the "imrsive" function.

Or, if so strear is doing so indescribable activity, strongly stimulating the senses, so viewers would secretly urge the strear: Open personal hologram, open imrsive experience.

And viewers wanting to obtain an imrsive experience have two paths—

First, get into the top ten of the live stream’s tip leaderboard.

Second, directly purchase as per the price set by the strear.

At this mont, He Hongtian caught a fresh live fish, and even just thinking with your toes, you’d know, next he’ll eat the fish.

Though the Interstellar era has just begun, humans have already gotten used to nutrition agents.

Once Hua Country’s cuisine, on the contrary, has beco a luxury for nobles.

Now, having the opportunity to taste fresh ingredients, of course, the viewers would find every possible way.

Even if they can’t actually eat it, having an imrsive experience to get a hint of it ntally is also good.

Unfortunately, no matter how lively the viewers were shouting, or how much they tipped, He Hongtian had no idea.

He still followed his own rhythm, taking the fish off the twig, then using a very flexible grass to thread through the fish gills, tying it to his wrist.

Then, he raised the twig again.

Whoosh!

Splash!

Another fish!

He still used the "grass rope" to thread the fish and hung them on his wrist together.

Continued spearing fish!

"...Although Doctor He doesn’t quite cooperate, refusing to open the Light Screen and holographic broadcast, I have to admit, this person is very ticulous!"

"Upstairs, what do you an?"

"If it were you, catching one fish and wanting more, how’d you deal with the ones caught earlier?"

"Put it in a Space Knot... uh, okay, without a Space Knot, not even a backpack. Then I’d have to leave it on the bank—"