Chapter 449: Xiao Achu’s Transparent Jellyfish is a Big Eater (3)

Chapter 449: Xiao Achu’s Transparent Jellyfish Has a Huge Appetite (3)

If it weren’t for the live broadcast, Song Chuyi would have really wanted to grab the jellyfish and toss it away.

But he couldn’t do that right now.

He was worried the audience might spot the antagonist and mistake it for a Mutant.

This world had a rule—Mutants were not allowed to go live.

This was a regulation left behind after the great war between the two factions. The long-oppressed Mutants preferred to hide in the shadows.

They considered being in the public eye a deeply shameful act, especially the leader of the Mutants back then, who loathed being seen in public.

Thus, the rule was established: Mutants were forbidden from engaging in livestreaming, entertainment, or any other work that required frequent exposure to the public eye.

Once discovered, both the Mutant and anyone associated with them would be sent to prison.

In short, the appearance of a Mutant during a livestream was an extremely serious matter.

Song Chuyi had no intention of ending up in jail because of this, so he didn’t dare to casually remove the jellyfish now.

He pretended not to see those comments, softened his voice, and continued his soothing stream.

But the jellyfish's grip had become unbearable, with a suction so strong it felt like it was trying to devour him.

Song Chuyi frowned slightly.

The breathtakingly beautiful youth already looked astonishing, and now, with that faint crease between his brows, he looked delicate and distressed, as if facing some insurmountable difficulty.

Coupled with the rosy hue on his collarbone, it was the perfect image to pierce straight to the core of some Mutants' hearts.

Tips started flooding in.

Song Chuyi purposefully softened his voice and acknowledged each one.

"Thank you, Insomnia, for the 1,000 stream tokens."

"Thank you, Tiger Warrior, for the 10,000 stream tokens."

"Thank you..."

...

His voice was soft, and the purposeful softening of his voice added a touch of tenderness.

In the latter part of the stream, many Mutants watched the vulnerable-looking youth on the screen, feeling an irresistible destructive impulse rising from their very genes.

Such a lovely youth should be made to show an utterly shattered demeanor, should be forced to reveal a fawning, desperate submission just for them.

The Mutants knew all too well what these human broadcasters wanted.

Cash? They had loads.

But that instinctive gratification surging from their genes was rare.

An endless stream of tips quickly overwhelmed the chat, though Song Chuyi barely noticed.

He could barely focus on the situation in the chat—because the jellyfish's grip had become unbearable.

He couldn't just sit around waiting to die.

Song Chuyi raised his hand and grabbed the fabric over his chest.

Half of the black cloth wrapped around the see-through jellyfish, barely showing a small bump.

Perhaps due to the angle, the audience in the livestream only caught a glimpse of the soft pale skin showing through.

[Chat] Aaaaaah! The streamer's... hehehe.

[Chat] I'm even more hyped now.

Song Chuyi didn’t see the raunchy comments flooding the chat. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes carrying a warning.

The villain stopped moving, as if sensing his warning.

Song Chuyi breathed an inward sigh of relief.

He didn’t let go of the jellyfish but instead checked the livestream comments.

[Chat] Is the streamer angry?

[Chat] That look just now was fire—I’d totally be the streamer’s pet.

[Chat] I love this so much. How do I make the streamer mad? That look had me shook.

[Chat] Thanks, already came.

[Chat] I'm so turned on right now—it’s like being stepped on and scolded by the streamer.

Song Chuyi: ???

You freaks are way out of pocket.

But the good news was that his earnings had surpassed 100,000.

Song Chuyi gave a small smile. "That’s all for today’s stream."

"See you tomorrow at midnight."

After saying this, he cut the stream immediately, pulled the jellyfish out roughly, and tossed it onto the table.

"Look what you did! It's all red!"

He tugged the dress down enough, letting the villain see the flushed skin.

You can actually see welts!

The jellyfish clearly couldn’t understand human speech. It drifted lazily, extending tiny tentacles to pat Song Chuyi’s hand.

Hungry... feed me.

Bizarrely, Song Chuyi somehow understood.

He took a deep breath. "You can have food, just not me."

"I’m going out to buy midnight snacks now. Stay put."

"You can only eat the food I buy until we're home."

"If you agree, just climb onto my shoulder."

Song Chuyi bent down and brought his shoulder close to the table.

The jellyfish slowly crawled up but didn’t stay on his shoulder, instead settling limply onto his collarbone.

Since it didn’t seem to want to eat him anymore, Song Chuyi accepted its presence there.

He sent the livestream data to the manager, then switched to his own T-shirt, and left after taking off the skirt and wig.

He didn’t have much money on him, so he could only buy fifty bucks’ worth of late-night food.

Back at the hotel, he placed the snacks on the table, but before he could say anything, they vanished—bag and all.

Song Chuyi: ???

"You ate it?" he blurted out.

The jellyfish swayed gently, continuing to convey the message of "food now."

Song Chuyi saw black for a second.

He had thought this world only required him to support himself, but now he had to feed a bottomless pit of a villain too.

Now the future looked grim.

Song Chuyi took a deep breath. "We’re out of cash. No more food."

"Tomorrow, I need to look for a place. I only have three thousand left, and we need somewhere to stay."

"You’ll have to tough it out."

He gave the jellyfish a poke. "Do you have a name?"

The story’s background never mentioned the villain’s name, so he still didn’t know what to call it.

The jellyfish couldn’t understand him, but it found the finger poking it felt nice.

More, it seemed to say.

Its see-through body gradually enveloped the finger.

Whoa, almost lost a finger there! Song Chuyi yanked it back quickly.

"Since you don’t have a name, I’ll give you one."

"You’re so pretty—how ‘bout Xiao Mei?"

Though the jellyfish didn’t understand, it still thought the name sounded lame.

It looped a tentacle around Song Chuyi’s finger and gave it a tap.

Song Chuyi snorted. "You don’t like it? Come on, it’s cute!"

"Hell, don’t you know every movie heroine ever is called Xiao Mei?"

Song Chuyi put on a movie-trailer voice as he mimicked the videos he’d watched.

"Check this out, this guy is called handsome, and the girl is called pretty..."

He felt a slight pinch in his fingertip, clearly not liking that name.

Song Chuyi choked back a laugh and coughed lightly. "Alright, not that name then."

"My name is Chuyi, so you can be Shiwu."

"You can run from the first of the month, but not the fifteenth— together, we’ll definitely make big money!"

The jellyfish wobbled slightly, reluctantly agreeing.

"Hungry... so hungry."

He started whining about hunger again.

Chuyi patted his own stomach, then suddenly smacked the jellyfish’s soft body with a "smack."

"I'm hungry too, and you ate my share."

"You owe me!"

Shiwu didn’t understand owing money, but he felt the nice feeling of being patted.

More~ it said, begging.