C13 Lock on to Victory

Despite the millions of fans sending in gifts, none could hold a candle to Deng Yiming's generosity. After a whole day's effort, the fans had only managed to send gifts totaling four to five hundred thousand yuan, the bulk of which were freebies that didn't translate into any profit for Ami.

Deng Yiming's contributions were the only ones that truly counted, as if he single-handedly took on an army—a reputation well-earned.

"These women know how to rake in the cash!" Nan Yi grumbled from his own live stream, keeping a watchful eye on Ami's progress.

The sight of Deng Yiming showering Ami with another million in gifts only fueled his irritation.

Nan Yi, a cross-dressing sensation, believed his looks were on par with Ami's. But as a man, he couldn't attract the attention of the nation's heartthrob, Deng Yiming.

In the world of live streaming, female broadcasters had always been more popular than their male counterparts. It wasn't uncommon for even mid-tier female streamers to outshine the top male ones.

Without his flair for cross-dressing, Nan Yi doubted he'd have seen the success he enjoys today.

Being overshadowed by Ami was one thing, but being bested by other streamers was more than Nan Yi could bear.

"I can't believe I'm losing to Fei'er, a mere level 11 streamer!" he thought, his pride stung. Without missing a beat, he rallied his fans for support.

As midnight approached, and with Ami's spot out of reach, Nan Yi was determined to reclaim second place. After all, a streamer's ranking directly impacted their contract negotiations for the coming year.

Nan Yi had barely finished his call to action when he shot up to second place, but before he could savor the moment, Fei'er edged him out again.

"Fei'er's just three thousand ahead of me, folks. Let's step it up. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to lose to a level eleven streamer?" Nan Yi pressed on.

His words struck a chord, and soon enough, two big spenders sent a flurry of super rockets.

The super rocket, the priciest gift on the Demon Platform at 9999 yuan each, was a luxury few dared to splurge on.

The tycoons' seven super rockets sent Nan Yi's spirits soaring—he nearly cheered them on, lamenting his fate as a man.

Yet, when Nan Yi checked the leaderboard once more, he found himself still trailing in third, the gap with Fei'er now widened to ten thousand.

"Thanks for the rockets, Brother Yu!" Lee Fei'er exclaimed with unbridled excitement.

Yang Yu sent ten more rockets, yet Ami remained the top gifter.

"Ami got a million in gifts? That's just insane!" Lee Fei'er remarked with a hint of envy.

Suddenly, a comment flashed across the bullet screen: "Today, Ami is set to break the record with eight hundred straight days on top. National Husband Deng Yiming is watching over her. You guys stand no chance!"

The commenter's handle started with 'Ami Army'—clearly a member of Ami's fanbase.

It was evident he was an Ami fan, here just to scope things out.

The fact that Ami's fans were paying attention was a testament to Lee Fei'er's rising popularity.

"Ami is so amazing!" Lee Fei'er said, though her face betrayed a touch of disappointment.

"Don't worry, I'll help you beat her!" At that moment, Yu chimed in with another bullet message.

Lee Fei'er felt a surge of emotion as she read Yu's message, but she kept shaking her head. "Yu, it's not necessary. Deng Yiming is too strong; we can't beat him!"

Lee Fei'er was well aware of the live streaming world's secrets. Deng Yiming, the power player behind Ami's guild, would ultimately recoup any gifts he sent.

But Yu was different; his gifts wouldn't circle back to him.

In this comparison, Yu was at a clear disadvantage. If he was thinking straight, he wouldn't keep gifting.

Yet, to Lee Fei'er's surprise, right after she spoke, Yu sent a bold message: "Nine hundred super rockets. Can we outdo him, I wonder?"

With those words, a stream of dazzling rockets filled the screen.

The lavish animation dominated the entire display.

When Anill Live created this gift, they never imagined someone would spend so lavishly.

As a result, the moment the rockets launched, Lee Fei'er's face was eclipsed from the screen.

For a regular streamer, receiving even a few super rockets was remarkable.

The super rocket animation lasted a mere five seconds, hardly disrupting the broadcast.

But Yang Yu had unleashed 975 rockets, monopolizing the screen for over an hour and twenty-four minutes.

During that hour and twenty-four minutes, fans who tuned into the live stream could only witness a deluge of super rockets, completely obscuring Lee Fei'er from view.

For most, it was their first time in Lee Fei'er's live stream, leaving them clueless about the appearance of their enigmatic host.

Filled with anticipation, an increasing number chose to linger, eagerly awaiting the cessation of the rocket storm.

Meanwhile, Ami's live stream had wound down much earlier.

Deng Yiming had unleashed a barrage of 100 super rockets, but the spectacle lasted a mere 500 seconds, not even a full ten minutes.

The time flew by, and Ami's live stream fell silent. In stark contrast, Fei'er's channel was still awash with rockets.

"Let's check if we're still in the lead!" Ami declared with feigned nonchalance, though she was well aware that setting a new record was just a matter of time.

"Second place in the live streamer rankings?" Ami exclaimed, visibly stunned.

It had been a staggering 799 days since Ami last saw her name anywhere but at the top of the leaderboard—over two years ago.

Two years—a seemingly interminable period.

Finding herself in second place once again, Ami felt a twinge of discomfort.

"Who is this upstart daring to challenge Ami?" Deng Yiming fumed.

Without hesitation, he dispatched another 200 super rockets, the gifts totaling over two million in value.

"With two million on top of the previous three million, that's a whopping five million! Surely, that's enough to catapult Ami back to the top!" Deng Yiming boasted. Yet, as time ticked away, the distance between Ami and the leader remained unchanged.

Even after his 200 super rockets had been delivered, the top spot was still held by that mysterious broadcaster.

"This can't be happening. How many gifts has she received? And her score is still climbing!" It was then that Deng Yiming sensed something was amiss.

He hastily entered Lee Fei'er's live stream, only to find it still inundated with a relentless rocket barrage.

But behind the flurry of animations, an unbelievable number materialized: "753!"

Not even Deng Yiming had ever sent such an astronomical number of super rockets in one fell swoop—over seven million.

Reeling from the shock, Deng Yiming's eyes then caught sight of a few inconspicuous magic wands tucked away in the corner of the live stream.

Magic wands were the most basic gift on Anill Live, priced at six yuan each. They were a favorite among regular fans.

Yet, Deng Yiming was baffled to see the number "167" following the magic wand icon. And once again, the sender was the enigmatic big spender, Yu.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the Super Rich System's daily mission, 'A Tycoon's Day.' You've earned a reward of 1,000 system coins!"

Upon hearing the system alert, Yang Yu's face broke into a contented smile. He had sent out a super rocket worth 9,999 yuan, but when no system notification followed for an extended period, he realized he still had 1,000 yuan left.

With no other option, Yang Yu resorted to sending magic wands to deplete the leftover funds.

Mission accomplished, Yang Yu shut off his phone and drifted into a deep sleep, choosing to leave his achievements uncelebrated and his name unsung.

Little did Yang Yu know, his actions had sent shockwaves through the online world.