When Li Yang opened her eyes again, she had returned to the haunted house she rented, and the sky outside the window was gradually darkening, which matched the time in the copy.
After being away for a few days, there was no change in the house, except for a little dust on the table.
After cleaning up with a quick hand gesture, she opened her phone to order takeout, then sat cross-legged on the sofa and watched the live streaming app.
She originally wanted to check the income from the live broadcast, but the software kept vibrating, constantly reminding her that there was new information.
The number of followers increased by 99+, and now she has more than 8,000 fans.
Li Yang raised an eyebrow in surprise: "So many? Am I really that charming?"
In addition to attention, the number of private messages has also reached an astonishing level.
After thinking for a moment, Li Yang decided to pamper his fans and pick a few to reply to.
As a result, the screen jumped to the private message page, and the whole row was full of swear words.
"...What the hell?"
Li Yang was completely baffled by the overwhelming negative comments. After reading a few private messages, he couldn't help but laugh speechlessly.
Most of those who criticized her were saying the same thing: since she could easily kill the dungeon boss, why did she have to watch other players get killed?
"Don't you think you're being selfish? You could have gotten everyone out alive, but you let Weird succeed, wasting nineteen lives!"
[You are the one who killed all those players. You are the real murderer! ]
There were also a few fresh private messages from the same person: [Is it fun to deliberately hide your strength, bitch? Do you find it so enjoyable to watch others struggle to survive? How can you be so cruel! It's disgusting!]
[Your character is not worthy of your high level of cultivation. Go to hell!]
Li Yang rolled his eyes, stretched out his left hand, counted on his fingers, then tapped the screen a few times and replied: [Oh, since you know I have a high level of cultivation, do you believe I can cast a curse on you through the Internet? This is Mr. Liu, a 36-year-old single man living in XX City.]
Just a few seconds after the message was sent, the other party quickly withdrew the previous few abusive words. When Li Yang clicked on his homepage again, the interface showed that the account had been cancelled.
"…"
She shook her head speechlessly, "How boring."
Why not just kill the boss and clear the level with everyone else?
Li Yang laughed when he thought about this most frequently asked question.
Her answer to this was just three words - why?
She was not born and raised in this world, so she has no sense of belonging here. Even though the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, her abilities were not learned here.
Just kidding, even if she learned it here, she still wouldn't be able to save her.
When she was powerless, those people with better conditions did not help her. They either mocked her or used her as a negative example, warning their children that if they did not study hard, they would end up picking up trash like this child in the future.
Li Yang is neither the kind of righteous and loving mystic, nor the kind of evil and unscrupulous person. Only those who are good to her will receive her rewards. As for other people, she can love whoever she wants and love them to death. It has nothing to do with her.
In Li Yang's view, all interactions between people are related to interests. You pay and I deliver the goods, and we owe each other nothing, such as Xiaobai and Yuqian in the C-level copy.
When they were in the small town, they thought she was being harassed by Mo Qing and came forward to help. After arriving at the manor, they kindly reminded her, so she gave Xiaobai the amulet and the props to pass the level.
The death of the receptionist was an accident.
Li Yang didn't expect that she would meet the male student that night, and she didn't expect that just because they both went to the fifth floor, the male student would kill her.
The dead cannot be resurrected, so Li Yang can only help her get revenge as a way of repaying her kindness.
In short, it is her freedom to help or save anyone she wants, and she has no obligation to care about anyone's life or death.
"It's really terrible, there are so many moral kidnappers."
After reading a few private messages, Li Yang suddenly became less confident about the income from live streaming. She guessed that most of these followers were here to scold her. After all, one had to click on the follow button to send a private message to the other party.
They will definitely just spend money to get attention.
"Forget it, even a mosquito leg is meat. It's my fault that I'm a newcomer and have no money."
Thinking of this, Li Yang suddenly became open-minded. Their insults would not have any impact on her, and she could even get paid for them. This was simply great, okay?
Her mood instantly brightened, and she hummed a song and clicked on the income interface.
It clearly shows that there are more than 100,000 yuan available for withdrawal.
"?!"
Li Yang's eyes widened immediately, "What the hell?"
She carefully looked at the income details and found that the attention accounted for more than 40,000, nearly half.
That means one follow costs about five yuan.
The rest are gifts from the audience. Most of them are small gifts worth a few dollars or tens of dollars, but there are so many of them, and many people send them every day.
Looking at the live broadcast information again, almost every account that has watched her live broadcast for a long time has sent gifts. Although the values vary, it can be seen that they support and love her.
"Oh my god, are these the parents who provide us with food and clothing?!"
Li Yang was so happy that he almost printed out their account names and hung them on the wall.
She clicked on the withdrawal button, and the system immediately popped up a message: [How weird! Your withdrawal request is being processed. Please pay attention to the corresponding bank card arrival information.]
Then I received a text message about the payment arriving to my bank card.
"Isn't this speed too fast???"
Li Yang was very surprised. Generally speaking, large amounts of money would take a long time. This was what the association's financial officer told her when she went to the Xuanshu Association to apply for funds.
It was just over two million, but it took three days to review and approve it before giving it to her!
Li Yang was so angry that she said she wanted to quit the association. When the president of the association heard about it, he came to persuade her, saying that next time she could just ask him for money directly and he would ask the finance department to reimburse her, so that it would not delay her business.
So Li Yang was really surprised that the 100,000 yuan arrived in her account in seconds. She had been prepared to receive it tomorrow.
It was not until she clicked on the first live broadcast room on the homepage that she discovered that big gifts were flying all over other people's live broadcast rooms, and the cumulative income from gifts alone had exceeded 500,000.
"…"
Li Yang didn't believe it, so she opened the list and took a look, and found that her ranking was 9999+, which meant she was not on the list at all.
"Damn, no wonder it's fast."
However, the live broadcast room seems to make money, but if players want to actually get the money, they must first get out of the copy.
If you die in the copy, the system will detect it and quickly cancel your account, and the money in it will naturally belong to the live broadcast platform. The platform's explanation for this is that there are technical difficulties and they have no way to deal with it.
Therefore, most people will tell their account passwords to their family and friends. In case they die in the copy, their family and friends will withdraw the profits as quickly as possible, which can be regarded as leaving something for them.
Li Yang was bored, so he opened his homepage again and found the live broadcast replay automatically saved by the system.
After the screen loaded, her expression suddenly froze.
"Holy crap, so the live camera isn't a watch?!"