C15 Lightning Tribulation

It had been several days since that night, and the morning sun was still bright, and it hurt to look at it.

"Brother Alon, I'm here. I've brought the dishes you asked for."

"Old Mang is here. Let's pick the vegetables!"

... "I still want to show Brother Xu my skills!"

The two men had a small conflict in the past, but at this moment, they were cooking together. It was also lively next door to the kitchen.

"Welcome to the live broadcast room. If you have any requests, feel free to ask. I will try my best to call..."

There was still light music playing in the room. The festive atmosphere was accompanied by fresh air, making people feel relaxed and happy.

However, not everyone was happy.

At this moment, the fatty was frowning and had black lines on his forehead. He was talking to the person on the other side of the earphones in a low voice.

In his heart, he was talking bad about another person for the whole morning.

Damn you, Liu Xu! It's all your fault for insisting that I know everything, editing and making videos. Now, there are a total of ninety-eight live streamers in Rash Guild. Why are they all bothering me? Damn it!

Lee Mang was also despicable, all bastards.

"Fat Papers, have you signed me up for tonight's event? Have you prepared the red packets and presents? I've told my fans that today is New Year's Eve, and it's New Year's Eve."

It turned out that after that night, Liu Xu had received the full support of the Rash Guild streamers. Including Lee Mang, there were a total of 99 streamers on the entire platform. They were scattered all over the major zones, and each of them had a lot of fans.

Those who played horror games, those who looked good, and those who lived outside...

After that night, these anchors somehow found out about Liu Xu's "dream of five million yuan," and they began to publicize it in their own live broadcast rooms.

Last night, Liu Xu's fan count rose to 5005438. It was a miracle.

The event that Liu Xu was talking about was the finals of the previous hundred live streamers eating chicken.

This event was organized by the game producer and was targeted at non-professional players. There were both substitutes and live streamers.

The preliminary round was recommended or directly invited by the major platforms, and the graffiti live broadcast had three spots. Liu Xu had won the championship of that competition, so he was naturally included.

The theme of the competition was to find the strongest soloist at the top of the canyon. The players who entered the finals were all famous figures in the game, and each of them had at least a million dollars worth of traffic.

As for today's competition, Fatty had already made an agreement with the platform and the live streamer of Rash Guild that everyone would broadcast Xu's match together and give everyone red packets and gifts throughout the entire process.

It was a bold thing to do, for only yesterday the fat man had been paid on the platform, and on the eve of the new year the tax had been paid, and they deserved it.

Some of it was left for them to make a living for a month, while the rest was for them to draw the lottery.

"There are only three hours left before the Spring Festival Gala, the Strongest Challenger King event. My system has changed this time, because it's the Strongest Challenger King, we don't restrict the Hero, we don't restrict the location, and when choosing the Hero, you all have to type it out manually, so you don't have to worry about snooping, no one can see it in advance, and the criterion for victory is the final crystal tower..."

As they drank and ate, the faces of the brothers lit up with happy smiles. It was the new year, and they were not alone.

"Welcome to the Canyon Spring Festival Gala, the scene of the strongest one versus the king at the top of the canyon. I wish you all a happy New Year. We have picked out a hundred popular contestants from the broadcasters and amateurs. Tonight, we will use the knockout system for intense competitions..."

At this moment, the live broadcasts had already started. The total number of people watching the live broadcast had exceeded a hundred million. It could be seen how curious everyone was about who would be the strongest one on one, the strongest one in the canyon.

An hour before the competition, Liu Xu hurriedly turned off the live broadcast and hid in the toilet alone. He stayed there for an hour, not allowing anyone to approach him and disturb him.

"Your training is going to start early. At your level, it will be difficult for them to beat you, but there are risks. They know how to restrain themselves, but you don't know much."

"There's only an hour left to the game. We don't have enough time."

"If we lose, we will disappear from this world. What do you think?"

... "Let's hurry up and train. What do you want me to do this time? I will actively cooperate."

"I'm going to modify a person's genes in your body. His soul has been destroyed by lightning, so you don't have to worry about anything."

Five minutes later, a long groan came from the bathroom. Everyone in the room put down what they were doing and looked in that direction.

"Did you eat something bad yesterday? Who made the food?"

"It wasn't me!"

"It wasn't me either..."

Beads of water the size of beans slid down his face. Liu Xu's eyes were already unfocused, and the basin under his feet was enough for him to wash his face.

His lips were white and cracked. That was a sign of extreme water shortage. If this continued, his life would be in danger.

"Okay, the gene modification is successful. Remember the original owner's name. His name is God Tribulation Lightning. Sigh, don't embarrass him. He's never lost before."

The voice disappeared, and the weakness in his body slowly eased up. Liu Xu's vision was blurry, and his mind was in a mess. Suddenly, his hand started to move uncontrollably.

His finger dipped into the water in the washbasin and suddenly wrote a word on the floor beside him.

"Who are you?!"

He only had a vague impression of it in his memory. When Liu Xu completely recovered, the floor was already dry, and the words had long disappeared.

"Xu, Xu, the competition is about to begin. The live broadcast room is ready for you. Come out quickly. I'll try to give you more time."

He pressed the button heavily, and the sound of the toilet flushing could be heard. Liu Xu finally came out.

Interestingly, no one had entered the bathroom in two hours, and though panic was written on their faces, they were frowning and looking at the bathroom with dread, not knowing what they were all afraid of.