Chapter 27 Game Livestream.

Chapter 27: Gaming Livestream

“Yu Xin, have you made up your mind? Will you be my duo partner?”

Yu Xin closed his terminal.

For the past two days, Cheng Zikun had somehow gotten hold of his contact information and relentlessly bombarded him with messages, trying to persuade him to be his gaming partner.

Yu Xin was actually tempted—Cheng Zikun had offered him a generous rate to win him over.

Another message from Cheng Zikun popped up:

“I’ll not only hire you myself, but I can also introduce you to others—all from our old circle—and they’re very generous. So, what do you say? Are you in?”

“And you can even livestream while playing. With your skills, gaining popularity would be effortless. You’d be swimming in Starcoins before you know it!”

Livestreaming? That actually sounded quite appealing. In Yu Xin’s original world, similar professions existed, and top performers earned substantial incomes.

Moreover, game streaming didn’t require showing one’s face or extensive interaction with audiences—perfect for Yu Xin’s current situation.

He opened the chatbox and typed: “I agree.”

On the other end, Cheng Zikun nearly jumped out of his skin and instantly replied: “Really? You’re serious? You’re not joking, right?!”

“…I’m not that bored.”

“Great! Great! You can’t back out now!”

Cheng Zikun trembled with excitement. Hahaha—Yu Xin had actually agreed to be his gaming partner!

He was going to defeat the Wolf Spider King ten more times!

It was such a shame he hadn’t recorded the last attempt. Without footage, no one believed him. Next time, he’d record the entire session—it would absolutely blow his friends’ minds.

“But I have one condition.”

“Go ahead—what is it?”

At this moment, Cheng Zikun would agree to anything Yu Xin said!

“Don’t reveal my identity to anyone—and don’t mention it during the livestream either.”

Why? Yu Xin was currently extremely popular—wouldn’t that be squandering free publicity if he didn’t leverage it?

Cheng Zikun found it odd but didn’t probe further and quickly agreed.

“Okay, okay—I swear I won’t disclose who you are.”

“One more thing—I only have temporary identity permissions. Will that cause any issues for livestreaming?”

“No problem at all! I’m close with the young master of the Flying Fish livestreaming platform. I’ll just put in a word—leave it to me.”

Cheng Zikun eagerly took charge, terrified Yu Xin might change his mind.

“Then it’s settled, Boss Cheng. Looking forward to working with you.”

Yu Xin called him “Boss Cheng”! Hahahahahaha!

Cheng Zikun was ecstatic but humbly replied: “No, no—from today onward, you’re my Xin-ge. I’ll be counting on you to carry me up the ranks!”

“By the way, Xin-ge, there’s something I’m not sure whether I should ask [embarrassed]”

“Go ahead.”

“Well, no offense—but your skills used to be downright terrible. How did you improve so dramatically, all of a sudden?”

Cheng Zikun’s eyes lit up. *Coach—he wanted to learn too!*

He wanted to go pro overnight!

“If possible, could you teach me? [shy][shy]”

Yu Xin gazed at the screen, a faint smile curling his lips.

Rapid skill improvement?

As previously mentioned, this game was hyper-realistic in every aspect, set in a historical era strikingly similar to Yu Xin’s original world.

What Cheng Zikun referred to as “skills” were actual combat techniques forged through countless battles in Yu Xin’s original world—hard-won experiences paid for in blood.

Combat awareness had long since become an instinct, etched into his very bones.

Yu Xin joked lightly: “You could try jumping into the game and living inside it for a few years. When you emerge, you’ll definitely surpass me.”

“…Hahaha, Xin-ge, you’re hilarious.”

After finalizing their next gaming session with Cheng Zikun, Yu Xin powered down his personal terminal and headed to prepare dinner.

He pulled out a pack of noodles, planning to make a simple clear-broth noodle soup.

First, he fried a runny egg. Without washing the pan, he brought water to a boil and added the noodles along with two small bok choy. While the noodles cooked, he mixed a sauce with salt, scallions, oyster sauce, vinegar, and sesame oil. He poured hot broth over the sauce, stirred thoroughly, then added the cooked noodles. Finally, he placed the egg on top—creating a fragrant, clear noodle soup.

Yu Xin carried it to the table and sat down to eat. As he looked up, his gaze fell upon the black umbrella he’d left by the entrance.

The umbrella had dried completely and lay neatly folded. Staring at it, Yu Xin recalled its owner—the man he’d met the day he visited Yu Zhizhou.

…Such a strange guy.

Yu Xin mused as he ate his noodles.

On the day of the scheduled gaming session with Cheng Zikun, Cheng Zikun was already online and waiting.

Yu Xin logged in.

Cheng Zikun greeted him enthusiastically: “Xin-ge!”

“Yeah.”

Cheng Zikun suddenly noticed something odd: “Xin-ge! Where’s your main account?”

“I’m not using it anymore. I’ve started a new one.”

The old account held deep significance for its original owner, and Yu Xin had no intention of continuing to use it.

“What—do you have rank requirements or something?”

“No, no! It’s just… Xin-ge, when did you start grinding this new account?”

“The day I agreed to be your gaming partner.”

Damn!

Cheng Zikun's eyes widened in shock—meaning Yu Xin had only been playing for a little over two days!

Although this account hadn't reached the highest rank yet, it was already in the mid-to-high tier, and Yu Xin had achieved it in less than three days!

That's insane!

He clicked open Yu Xin's account to check the match history—a clean sweep of victories.

"Brother Xin, you're a beast!"

He had definitely picked the right person to team up with—Brother Xin was going to take him to the next level!

Just then, another friend Cheng Zikun had invited also logged in. He noticed that aside from Cheng Zikun's account, there was another account in the team—a barebones starter account with no gear and not a high rank.

He sneered and spoke directly in the team channel: "Cheng Zikun, this is the 'god-tier player' you were talking about? Seriously? Are you just messing with me?"

"Jiang Chao, watch your mouth! Show some respect to Brother Xin. This is his alt account." Before Yu Xin could even respond, Cheng Zikun jumped to his defense.

Last time, when Cheng Zikun had bragged in the group chat about a god-tier player carrying him to solo defeat the Wolf Spider King, Jiang Chao refused to believe it, insisting he was exaggerating. Cheng Zikun couldn't hold back and told him to come see for himself whether Yu Xin was the real deal.

"Using an alt account to boost accounts? What kind of professionalism is that? Is his main account ranked in the entire Imperial Capital Star? Cheng Zikun, don’t tell me you’ve been scammed."

"Whether I’m scamming or not, you’ll know once you try," Yu Xin spoke up, his tone cool and collected, showing no irritation at the doubt.

"Exactly, who cares about rankings? Brother Xin just doesn’t care about that stuff. If he wanted a high rank, it’d be done in minutes."

"……" Jiang Chao was left speechless by Cheng Zikun’s brown-nosing attitude. The second son of the Cheng family had always been arrogant—since when did he ever rush to defend someone like this?

Was he really being scammed, or did this "Brother Xin" actually have some skills? He was determined to find out today.

"Enough talk, let’s start a match. We’ll see if he’s really a god-tier player in the game."

"Alright, I’ll be streaming. Any objections?" Yu Xin said.

Cheng Zikun had already mentioned it to Jiang Chao, who had no real objections but couldn’t resist a few sarcastic remarks: "Streaming only works if you’re actually skilled. If you’re mediocre, no one’s gonna watch anyway."

Yu Xin ignored him and focused on setting up the streaming software.

The game helmet itself had built-in streaming functionality—all he needed was to install the plugin. Yu Xin had tested it earlier; the stream would only show the game footage. As long as he didn’t enable the avatar feature, there was no risk of exposing his identity.

The platform he was streaming on was called Flying Fish, one of the most famous streaming platforms in the galaxy, focused mainly on gaming. It had signed many well-known streamers and had solid traffic.

When he opened the stream, Yu Xin’s account was brand new—the profile was barely filled out, the avatar was the default system image, and he had zero followers. It looked like a throwaway account with no history.

Naturally, no one showed up to watch after he started streaming. The viewer count in the upper right corner remained at zero.

Yu Xin wasn’t bothered. He calmly started the game.

The three of them began a ranked match. As the game started, Jiang Chao immediately dropped at the hospital—a location known for abundant supplies and weapons, but also heavily contested.

Before they even landed, a barrage of gunfire erupted. Their luck was bad—someone on the ground had already set up an ambush, bullets tearing through the air toward them.

"There are people below!" Jiang Chao shouted.

"We’re not blind! You picked a great spot!" Cheng Zikun shot back angrily.

It was too late to change course now. They had no choice but to land and deal with it. Yu Xin instructed them: "Find cover as soon as you land. Don’t just focus on looting guns!"

"How are we supposed to fight without guns? We’re dead either way!" Jiang Chao panicked.

"Don’t worry, just listen to me."

Yu Xin adjusted his position mid-air, landing precisely on top of a shipping container. The enemy was positioned lower, temporarily blocked from view. Yu Xin crouched on top, shifted half a meter along the surface, and found a gun.

He’d spotted its location during the descent and deliberately aimed for it. Luckily, it was a shotgun.

This type of gun dealt massive single-target damage, capable of piercing through enemy armor in one shot. But it had limited ammo, short range, and a low margin for error—every shot had to count.

Yu Xin loaded the shells and lay quietly on the container, waiting.

Cheng Zikun and Jiang Chao had likely found cover as well. Since all three of them had dropped together, the enemy might not be able to focus on all of them at once. Their attention was probably fixed on him—the most exposed target.

Perfect.

Sure enough, the enemy grew impatient and began shifting position cautiously.

Those three kills should have been easy pickings, but they’d taken cover surprisingly fast. Still, he was confident—he’d scouted the area briefly earlier, and there was no way they could’ve found guns that quickly.

His armor was high-level, and he was carrying a light machine gun. Now was the time to secure those kills.

The surroundings were quiet—the enemies were probably hiding pathetically, too scared to move. He relaxed slightly and prepared to peek out to assess the situation.

That one who landed on the container—he couldn’t have dropped down without making noise. He must still be up there. As long as he—

*BLAM! BLAM!* Two rapid shots rang out. The moment he peeked out, before he could even process what was happening, the shotgun blast struck him square in the head, piercing straight through.

What just happened?!

How did they get a gun?!

He could only watch helplessly as his character collapsed, staring blankly as the screen turned gray and displayed a large "ELIMINATED" message.

In the final moments of the screen, he saw someone jump down from the container holding a gun. The other two emerged as well, one of them rushing over excitedly, celebrating animatedly toward the player who had killed him.

It was the one he thought would be the easiest to kill!

Was it luck, or had he intentionally jumped onto the container?

Frustrated but powerless, he could only exit the game resentfully.

The viewer count in the stream had quietly risen to three.

After eliminating the enemy, the first comment appeared in Yu Xin’s stream: "This streamer’s skills are legit~ followed!"

Yu Xin had turned off the chat to focus on the game, so he didn’t see it.

Back in the game.

"Brother Xin!! That was amazing!! How did you know there was a gun up there?!" Cheng Zikun’s scarred, bald character excitedly circled around Yu Xin.

"...Just luck. If I had found the gun first, I could’ve taken that guy out too." Jiang Chao still refused to admit defeat, speaking with a dismissive tone.

Yu Xin glanced at him coolly. "Enough talk. Hurry up and gear up."

"Oh, right, okay!"

The three of them looted gear from the nearby buildings and prepared to head to the next spot.

Things went pretty smoothly along the way, with the three of them working together seamlessly and encountering no particularly troublesome enemies.

Yu Xin's skills were on point the whole time. Time and again, before Jiang Chao and Cheng Zikun even spotted anyone, Yu Xin had already picked off enemies from far away.

At first, Jiang Chao thought Yu Xin was just getting lucky, but now he had to admit—no one could rely on luck forever.

...How does this guy's hearing and eyesight even work??

Why were his predictions and shots as precise as if he were cheating?

Jiang Chao was gradually becoming convinced. His gaming setup at home was top-tier, with first-class visuals and sound, so it definitely wasn’t an equipment issue.

Jiang Chao was actually starting to accept that Yu Xin was genuinely a legit pro. Though his words remained stubborn, his actions betrayed him—he followed Yu Xin’s calls every time without fail.

More than half of the match had passed, and the number of survivors dwindled. Unnoticed, Yu Xin's viewer count had already passed 100.

The chat grew lively:

“Are newbies this skilled nowadays?”

“Classic 'new players are monsters' scenario.”

“This streamer’s got real skills—I didn’t even see the guy on the bridge, but he took him out already.”

“Sick, I feel like this round’s victory is locked in.”

“Why isn’t the streamer interacting with the chat at all…”

“Uh, maybe he hasn’t turned the chat on…”

“LOL, what kind of streamer is this? Aren’t viewers supposed to be treated like kings? A rebel in the streaming world?”

“Man, I admit your little tricks have caught my attention (dog emoji).”

The chat was going back and forth, pretty happy. Meanwhile, Yu Xin and the others made it to the final stages.

With fewer than ten survivors left and the circle shrinking fast, Yu Xin’s team bumped right into another squad just as they entered the city.

“Ooh, a direct confrontation.”

“This oughta be good—looks like the other side has quite a few players alive too.”

“At least three. Interesting, probably not weak either.”

“Wait, I think I just saw one of them. Their skin looks really familiar.”

“Doesn’t that look a bit like… Brother Dog?”

“Seriously? Let me check Brother Dog’s stream.”

“Alright I'm back, folks. Unfortunately, it really is Brother Dog and his team.”

“Well then.”

“Hahaha, this is hilarious, so fucking funny.”

“Let’s congratulate the streamer—on his very first day, he’s already matched up against a big-time streamer from the same platform.”

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Author's Note:

Thank you all so much for the support! I'll keep giving it my best!