[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off":3,"chapter-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-44":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Bound to the Sign-In System, I Took Off",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2336098,4567,"Chapter 44: Eastern Cliff","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-44",44,"\u003Cp>He turned the camera toward himself and continued: “Let me show you the magnificent sea—right now it’s high tide.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, the drone took flight, circling the Eastern Cliff’s sheer face, capturing breathtaking scenes in real time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Likes and red hearts poured in endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the scenery passed, Qin Yun stood up: “Alright, let’s keep going.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he spoken than a Carnival flashed across the livestream—his heart jolted. A single Carnival was worth three thousand yuan; even after Douyin’s cut, he’d still get fifteen hundred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun glanced at the donor’s name and immediately thanked: “Thank you, Mu Ge, for the Carnival. This is my first livestream—I’m stunned by such a generous gift. Really appreciate it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He showed no exaggerated emotion; his expression was almost calm. After thanking him, he stepped onto the ridge, gripping the rock edges on both sides with his hands, maintaining perfect upright balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to that one Carnival, viewers surged past three thousand; likes hit twenty thousand, and red hearts alone neared fifty thousand. It was clear: people on Douyin spent money without feeling it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his livestream’s popularity rose, the traffic pool naturally ascended to a higher tier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DJI staff were ecstatic—this was a windfall. They’d expected maybe a hundred viewers; now they had over three thousand, with astonishing retention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately reported the livestream stats upward—and soon received a reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boost the flow. Increase the flow!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun refocused, concentrating as he climbed, fingers gripping the rock edges. But near the ridge’s end, his foot slipped—he instantly tilted left, his left fingertips clawing desperately into the rock. The perilous moment flashed onscreen, triggering gasps from countless viewers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun adjusted his center of gravity, found a new foothold with his right foot, his voice steady: “That was close—almost lost it. No room for error on the ridge. One misstep and you’re falling into the sea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using a lull in the wind, he quickly drove the final rock plug into a tiny fissure on the ridge’s inner side—the last protection point before the summit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is the final anchor. Now comes the final push to the summit. Notice how sharp these rock edges are—I just got a slight cut on my palm, but it doesn’t hinder me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the phone screen, viewers watched the man—his calm voice, the HD clarity revealing sweat tracing down his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Qingqing was scrolling Douyin as usual today, when suddenly she spotted a familiar face. Closer look—it was Qin Yun, the man she’d met twice in Beijing and Hebei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After watching just a few moments of the livestream, she was breathless, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Onscreen, the man moved effortlessly across a near-vertical cliff—every motion, to her, was a heart-stopping feat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Qin Yun, within moments, climbed upward while chatting, interacting with viewers, all without pause—as if strolling through his own backyard. No sense of the sea cliff’s terror—it was horrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Hu in Beijing, recommended by his contacts, sat gaping, mouth still open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t reconcile the man onscreen with the Qin Yun he knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Am I dreaming? Qin Yun’s in decent shape, but not this good? This is insane.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, acquaintances stumbled upon the livestream—and the viewer count kept rising. Newcomers, once the goal was explained, quickly understood the streamer’s purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several Douyin MCN agencies immediately ordered their managers: “Sign Qin Yun. No matter what.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A livestreamer of this caliber could bring massive profits. If they signed him, each livestream plus ads would equal ten ordinary ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike those who only pranced and flirted for clicks, this kind of premium livestreamer was real—sustainable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan knew Qin Yun was formidable—he’d climbed Fanzi Cliff barehanded, unprotected. One mistake meant death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now it was livestreamed—live, immersive, the unknown outcome heightening the thrill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Huan abandoned work, booked a meeting room, locked the door, and fixed his gaze on the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To boost the livestream’s heat, he spent a fortune, frantically tapping red hearts—one diamond per tap—he could tap until dawn and still not finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun suddenly surged with his left arm—the camera zoomed in on his bicep, the bulging muscle fibers radiating undeniable power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ordered the drone to ascend, positioning it over a wet, slippery rock hold—requiring even greater strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“See that platform below? That’s our goal. I’m about ten meters away. The closer you get, the more you can’t slack off—so many climbers fail just before success.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drone pulled back sharply—his figure shrank to a tiny dot; the entire Eastern Cliff lay exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice still echoed through the mic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello everyone, I’m Qin Yun, an outdoor enthusiast. This is my first livestream—thank you all for tuning in, and thanks for every gift. The final ten meters—I’ll push through in one go. Ten-second countdown.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he finished than viewers on the drone’s screen typed: 10…9…8…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun zoomed the camera in, watched the numbers drop. When it hit zero, he gripped the cliff with his left hand, kicked hard off a foothold with both feet, and swung sideways—just as his body began to fall, his right hand snapped out and seized a rock ledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, he pulled with his right arm alone, hoisting his entire body upward—imagine a one-arm pull-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun lifted himself with one arm, his left hand grabbed the platform’s edge, then his right followed—he climbed upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Final five meters. The Yunhai Platform is right above. The ledge rocks are loose—step lightly when you reach the top.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, he flipped onto the ledge—suddenly, a crackling sound from the loosening rock transmitted through the mic. Every viewer held their breath, hearts nearly stopping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun instantly shifted his weight inward, avoiding the loose rock: “As I expected—no need to explain. Lucky I reacted fast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he rolled fully onto the Yunhai Platform, turned to face the drone, spread his hands—dusted with chalk—as the sea wind lifted his clothes, and beneath him roared the furious sea and endless cliffs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha! Everyone, we’ve summited the Eastern Cliff’s Dragon Severance!” He laughed into the mic, voice brimming with triumph. “Seventy meters. Traditional climbing. All protection points placed by me. Drone recorded every second. From the rubble slope to the Sword Spine Abyss—every step a gamble. That’s the allure of climbing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Qin Yun’s triumphant smile, everyone in the livestream sighed in relief—and then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“666… Boss, legendary. Subscribed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, bowing to the master. Seventy meters doesn’t sound like much—but this is the sea. Bro, incredible!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Subscribed. This streamer’s lane is unmatched—no one can replicate this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such beautiful scenery. I’m going there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Qin Yun’s success, both Su Huan in the meeting room and Hu Fen in the bathroom exhaled deeply. Hu Fen, especially, felt drenched in sweat—from tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That brat… too dangerous…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun glanced at the drone’s screen. After the skill infusion completed, he said: “I checked the viewer count, likes, and gifts—I think my first livestream was a success?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Success? Absolutely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If this isn’t success, what is?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Host is so humble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha.” Qin Yun laughed at the comments. “That’s it for the livestream. I’ll edit the full video and upload it to my Douyin account—hope you’ll support it. Again, thanks to DJI for sponsoring this entire livestream. That’s all for today. Looking forward to meeting you again. Goodbye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Qin Yun spoke, the livestream comments flooded the screen densely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, don’t joke—haven’t even had enough. You came up, don’t go down yet!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t shut off. Keep streaming. Better yet, take off your shirt—drenched in sweat, isn’t that sticky?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Holy shit, I just got in and you’re ending?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When’s the next livestream? I’m subscribing now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun didn’t reply. He tapped the drone once—his figure vanished from the frame; the view switched to the boundless sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned off the mic, ignored the camera, checked his safety rope, and began descending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the Eastern Cliff, Qin Yun loaded his gear back into the car, then opened WeChat—the business group was flooded with messages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The liaison’s words buzzed with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun read each message, then called his mother first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Son, done streaming?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom, didn’t you watch?” Qin Yun blinked—he’d assumed she’d tuned in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I couldn’t. I got dizzy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun fell silent: “Alright. Just finished. I’m in the car now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How many people watched? At least a hundred?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom, you’re underestimating your son.” Qin Yun chuckled. “Peak concurrent viewers hit five thousand. Got fifty thousand diamonds—about twenty-five thousand after Douyin’s cut.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Fen had watched the whole thing, seen countless red hearts—but she hadn’t realized one hour could yield such returns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet thinking deeper—her son risked his life for this. The money suddenly felt insignificant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d wanted to tell him to quit, many times—but held back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone’s path in life differs. Why interfere? Her choice in marriage was like this—so is his career shift now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom, I’m coming home tomorrow. Gotta go now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm. Be careful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hanging up, Qin Yun started a video call in the car, inviting the DJI liaison and Su Huan.\u003C\u002Fp>",1499,"2026-06-20T21:37:28.858Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","913cec852261222d2bf5b358ae8469157e4a9890934579a4928c5cead36ef67e","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-45","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-43",329,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-cover.jpg"]