Chapter 81

【Task completed, received random reward: Sherpa Adaptability +1】

【Sherpa Adaptability LV1: A naturally gifted high-altitude traveler】

The Sherpas are a race that has lived for generations in high-altitude environments, adapted to the extreme climate of Mount Zhufeng, and historically renowned for serving as guides and porters for mountaineering teams from various countries.

In 1953, Hillary and the Sherpa Tenzing Norgay accomplished the first ascent of Mount Zhufeng. They have their own language, use Tibetan script for writing, and preserve unique folk customs — an ethnic group that has coexisted with Mount Zhufeng for millennia.

Sherpas are born with exceptional high-altitude adaptability, able to effortlessly endure extreme hypoxic environments like those on Mount Zhufeng.

Qin Yun never imagined his task reward would be the ability of such a race — and calling it an “ability” was inaccurate; it was more precisely a genetic transformation.

No matter how much an ordinary person trains, they can never achieve the innate genetic advantage of Sherpas; their bodies possess a mutated mitochondrial gene that reduces oxygen consumption while enhancing the blood’s ability to release oxygen, allowing the body to utilize limited oxygen with extreme efficiency.

Moreover, Sherpas’ kidneys have a special regulatory capacity, precisely adjusting the excretion and reabsorption of hydrogen ions and bicarbonate ions in the blood under high-altitude hypoxic conditions to maintain acid-base balance.

Because Sherpas have lived for generations in the Himalayas above 4,000 meters, their bodies have long been in low-oxygen environments, gradually adapting their cardiopulmonary function and endurance, achieving physiological tolerance far beyond that of ordinary people.

And it is this unimaginable genetic mutation that has now occurred within Qin Yun.

In just a few minutes, the transformation inside his body was suddenly and silently complete; his breathing instantly steadied, and his tolerance for cold increased dramatically — he felt that even if he stripped naked, he would not suffer hypothermia for some time.

“Awesome!”

Feeling the changes in his body, Qin Yun was filled with awe.

This ability is perfectly suited for mountaineering — truly a gift from heaven.

At this moment, the live stream was still boiling over; staff around the ski field clapped and cheered continuously, while Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian hugged each other, too excited to contain themselves.

No one knew that at this very moment, Qin Yun’s body had been quietly transformed, unlocking the high-altitude adaptability unique to Sherpas.

“Qin Ye 666.”

“Damn, Qin Ye actually pulled it off — awesome.”

“Too 6.”

“Follow, follow, Qin Ye is mighty.”

Ordinary netizens could only watch the spectacle, but professionals were left speechless with shock.

Singleboard extreme maneuvers were one thing, but now he’s doing doubleboard too — one person excelling in one field was already enough, yet he swept them all up. An amateur crushed these professionals underfoot and then stomped on them twice.

But after the disappointment came an indescribable surge of passion.

In competitive sports, especially extreme sports, there’s no room for jealousy — this is a sport with no second place.

If you can do it and I can’t, then you’re the one who’s great.

Qin Yun first high-fived Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian, then smiled at the live camera and said: “Brothers, I delivered as promised — it’s done. But it was truly hard. If you don’t have confidence, always take proper precautions.”

“Heh, look, he’s teaching us how to do things again.”

“Laughed to death — how exactly are we supposed to do it?”

“Qin Ye has zero self-awareness — he thinks if he can do it, everyone else can too?”

“Not human.”

At this moment, gifts in the live stream were flooding so fast they were forming a patina; Qin Yun himself didn’t know how much he’d earned, but the likes in the top-left corner had already surpassed thirty million — utterly insane.

He stepped off his snowboard and continued: “This challenge has succeeded — whether singleboard or doubleboard, I completed both. Though spontaneous, the outcome is delightful. Now, it’s time to say goodbye to everyone...”

“Qin Ye, don’t leave — chat a bit longer!”

“Don’t go, it’s barely been two hours — still not even lunchtime.”

“Streamer, you’re too short.”

“Short and fast!”

Qin Yun saw these comments and laughed helplessly: “That’s too much — anyone who knows me wouldn’t dare say I’m short... Damn, you’ve derailed me.”

He shook his head: “Mainly because I’ve expended too much energy — I need proper rest. Two consecutive extreme challenges have placed enormous psychological and physical strain — it’s not that I don’t want to continue, I’m just exhausted.”

“Then Qin Ye, sign off — honestly, if you can endure such extreme moves, you’re invincible.”

“Streamer, awesome — looking forward to your next live stream.”

“666!”

“Thank you all for your understanding, thanks to everyone for the gifts — thank you. I’m Qin Yun, a temporary enthusiast of extreme skiing. Today, at the Jinhua Pan’an Ski Resort, I completed the extreme singleboard back-to-back 1980 and doubleboard 2160 maneuvers. If you want to know when my next stream is, please hit follow.”

“Alright, today’s stream ends here, friends — see you next time.”

With that, he unhesitatingly clicked “End Live.”

After changing clothes with Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian, Qin Yun finally exhaled deeply. Though his body wasn’t especially tired, the mental pressure still left him drained.

He checked the backend data for today’s stream: peak concurrent viewers reached 220,000; after platform commission, earnings exceeded 1.3 million yuan, and with sponsorships, the total reached 1.9 million.

Plus, the commission from window display orders reached over two million yuan in sales, and he took ten million.

It seemed insignificant compared to gift revenue, but this was just two hours of sales — had he truly launched a livestream e-commerce business, it would have been explosive. But Qin Yun would never livestream to sell products — not in this lifetime.

Having earned two million yuan from one stream, Qin Yun stood up calmly.

“You two worked hard today — lunch is on me. Are you free?”

Zhao Yajun’s eyes lit up, nodding vigorously: “Yes, yes — if not, we’ll make time.”

Li Xintian, though less shy than before, remained quiet by nature, speaking softly and gently.

“Hahaha.” Qin Yun loved Zhao Yajun’s personality — straightforward and unpretentious. “Then let’s go. Did you drive here or take a taxi? My car’s parked in the lot.”

“Qin Ye, we took a taxi.”

Qin Yun nodded and gestured: “Let’s go — we’re eating well today.”

The three packed their bags, walked to the parking lot, and sat down. Immediately, his phone lit up with an incoming call — his phone was mounted on a stand, clearly visible to Zhao Yajun and Li Xintian.

The two exchanged glances.

“Hello, Ying-jie.”

Zhao Liying’s excited voice came through the phone: “Qin Ye, you’re incredible! How did you even do it? Rock climbing was one thing, but now skiing too? Comments say only top professional athletes could pull off these moves — you...”

Not only Zhao Liying couldn’t understand — even Su Huan, who had known Qin Yun for years, was stunned.

She still remembered when they went skiing in college — Qin Yun stumbling and falling three steps at a time. Compared to his current extreme moves, it was impossible to believe they were the same person.

She even wondered: Was this Qin Yun still the same Qin Yun? Had he been possessed?

If Su Huan felt this way, how much more so Song Ya, his ex-wife?

She sat at home, staring blankly at her phone, mind a blur — her only thought: Had I been the one holding Qin Yun back?

After finishing the call with Zhao Liying and Xiao Zhan, Qin Yun replied to messages from some WeChat friends, then glanced at the rearview mirror and said: “Let’s hit the road!”

As the car started, Zhao Yajun asked cautiously: “Qin Ye, you really know Yingbao and Xiao Feixia?”

Qin Yun nodded: “I met them a few days ago when I worked as an extra in Hengdian.”

“Oh.”

Qin Yun smiled and asked: “Are you fans of Zhao Liying and Xiao Zhan?”

Both nodded. Li Xintian said: “I’m a fan of Yingbao. Yajun is a fan of Xiao Zhan. We came to Hengdian because we knew they were filming Tianyun Mountain Legend.”

“Alright, didn’t realize you two are fans. You’re still students, right?”

“Yes, we’re both in our final year — took a break before internships.”

After leaving the ski resort, Qin Yun followed the navigation’s recommendation and found a nearby restaurant — Juyouzhuang Farmhouse.

Though he promised them a big meal, given the two girls’ slender builds, it was obvious most of the food ended up in Qin Yun’s stomach — whether due to the genetic mutation or the sheer energy expenditure of extreme sports, he was suddenly insatiable.

“Qin Ye, is self-media easy these days?”

Li Xintian set down her teacup, hesitated, then asked.

Qin Yun thought for a moment and shook his head: “I’m not a good reference — my self-media growth can’t be replicated unless you’re exactly like me.”

Zhao Yajun said: “Qin Ye, you’ve only posted a few videos and done three livestreams, yet your followers already exceed fifteen million. We all know it’s impossible to copy.”

Qin Yun smiled: “So you two want to get into self-media?”

Li Xintian nodded: “Yajun and I studied environmental art. Our career paths are limited to interior design, but as you know, the construction industry is in terrible shape now — we’re wondering if we can find direction online.”

“Exactly — we’ve had the worst luck.” Zhao Yajun looked furious. “When I was in high school, real estate was booming. Now, four years later, it’s a dying industry — unbelievable.”

“What are your strengths?”

“I can sing — I sing really well.” Zhao Yajun spoke first, full of confidence.

Li Xintian hesitated: “Qin Ye, does stock trading count?”

“Stock trading?” Qin Yun’s face showed surprise. “Li Xintian, you trade stocks?”

Before Li Xintian could answer, Zhao Yajun grinned: “Qin Ye, you didn’t notice? Xintian’s a stock trading master — I gave her all my money. Since college, my wealth has grown more than tenfold.”

Li Xintian blushed slightly and waved her hand: “Not much compared to real experts.”

Qin Yun was astonished: “Impressive — your annual return must be over 115%?”

Even though Qin Yun didn’t trade stocks, he knew this return rate was top-tier. There’s a saying in the stock market: earning 0% already beats 80% of traders — you can imagine how insane Li Xintian’s returns were.

Hearing Qin Yun name the exact return rate, Zhao Yajun froze: “Qin Ye, how did you calculate that? Even when Xintian told me the number, I still didn’t understand it.”

Qin Yun looked at her with disbelief: “You were right to give your money to Li Xintian.”

He turned to Li Xintian: “You can absolutely make a career out of self-media. If you want, you can use it to grow your capital exponentially.”

“Qin Ye, any suggestions on direction?”

Qin Yun thought seriously: “Focus on investment logic — asset allocation, industry cycle analysis, financial statement evaluation — or do general financial education. Either way works, but the key is monetization. If you have a precise investment logic, you can go the knowledge-payment route, or private services — one-on-one, or one-to-many.”

Li Xintian thought for a moment and nodded. Qin Yun continued: “Don’t rush. If you’re serious about self-media, first map out your entire strategy clearly — don’t just start filming blindly.”

“Thank you, Qin Ye!”