Chapter 3

【How much did this vehicle cost, streamer?】

【Hold on, let me check the official website of the National Astronomical Observatory...】

The number of online viewers was not high to begin with.

The volume of bullet comments was pitifully low, filled with idle chatter about this and that.

But no one believed there would be a meteor shower, thinking it was merely a gimmick by the streamer.

After a while.

The person who had earlier said they would verify the claim on the National Astronomical Observatory's official website.

Returned.

【It's confirmed; there is absolutely no forecast for a meteor shower on the National Astronomical Observatory's official website!】

【I told you so; I never heard any news about it. How could there just suddenly be a meteor shower?】

【Nowadays, don't just new streamers; even veteran streamers love pulling stunts like this.】

【Creating some fake gimmicks to attract traffic.】

【Haha, it's understandable; after all, competition in live streaming is too fierce nowadays, especially for new streamers.】

【I'm lying in bed right now; it's raining in my city, I live alone, and I've discovered I'm actually quietly watching a streamer drive an RV?】

【The streamer isn't talking to us, so let's just chat among ourselves.】

【Oh right, have you watched 'Back to Field Season 6'? It feels pretty good~】

【Yeah, I'm watching it! I've followed five episodes already, I love it so much.】

【I wonder which new guests will appear in this episode.】

【As long as Sister Zifeng is there, I don't care about the others, haha...】

Just like that, inside the live stream room.

Sporadic bullet comments appeared now and then; seven or eight relatively active viewers chatted back and forth, gradually becoming familiar with one another.

But what they discussed was not about this streamer.

Even less was it about the meteor shower the streamer had just mentioned, since no one believed a meteor shower would occur.

If the National Astronomical Observatory hasn't said anything, do you think a mere streamer gets to decide?

Of course, it was just nonsense and a gimmick.

What was being discussed in the bullet comments were all other matters.

Things like work, entertainment, life, relationships, and so on.

The others were the silent majority—merely eighty or ninety silent viewers remaining.

It was unknown whether they were actually watching or doing something else.

As for Did Ning Chen.

He was naturally completely unaware of all this.

He did not know that he was currently being live-streamed.

He continued driving quietly alone, speeding along the road.

3. First broadcast ever, directly breaking the domestic record for live streaming duration?!

Did Ning Chen drove the RV through the night.

From time to time, he glanced at the navigation route in his mind.

Soon, he would be entering the national highway.

Judging by the direction, he was heading toward the eastern part of Donghai City.

To the east lay the direction of the sea.

But there was still a long distance to cover before reaching the sea.

He would have to cross the transverse Yangtze River and the Dongba Mountain Range.

The system's route planning was clearly headed in this direction.

He had not heard any forecast regarding a meteor shower.

But regardless, Did Ning Chen had to proceed this way.

Until he reached his destination, until he saw the Perseid meteor shower.

Check-in.

Before entering the national highway, Did Ning Chen stopped the vehicle to rest briefly.

Inside the cockpit, he sat silently like a cat.

From his bag, he took out a rectangular hardcover notebook.

The style of the hardcover's design was, at a glance, the kind of pink and cute aesthetic that girls liked.

Did Ning Chen looked at this empty booklet, not yet filled or decorated, and remained silent.

In the live stream footage.

The booklet in his hand aroused the curiosity of some viewers.

【Oh? This handsome young rich second-generation streamer actually likes this style of notebook?】

【It's quite cute, haha.】

【A man actually liking this kind of style; how strange.】

【He's handsome; can't he have a gentle heart?】

【Haha.】

In the live broadcast scene.

Did Ning Chen's hand slowly slid across the cover of the booklet.

Suddenly, a voice came from the live stream:

"I, swear."

The streamer's inexplicable utterance

also startled the viewers.

【Oh my god! What was that sound?】

【It's the streamer! This guy suddenly spoke!】

【Sounds like he said, "I swear"? What does that mean?】

【What "I swear"?】

【Feels weird...】

【The voice is nice, but that's a very strange thing to say.】

【Streamer! It's late at night, can't we act normal?】

【This streamer, I bet he has some psychological disorder.】

【Damn, now that you mention it, I suddenly got excited; I was about to unfollow...】

The RV continued on its way.

Approaching eleven o'clock at night.

The number of people in the live stream, previously under a hundred, became two hundred and thirty-six.

Most people were lying down by now.

Scrolling through phones and watching streams before sleep had already become a habit for modern people.

The bullet comments increased slightly.

They were all talking about how the streamer wasn't speaking and such.

The rest either talked about the RV or the night view outside the window.

The live stream screen was split into three sections.

One section was dedicated to broadcasting the scenery outside the car window.

Perhaps sensing that more viewers were watching this feed.

This window also grew larger.

Streetlights on both sides flashed past in rapid succession.

In the sky, a quiet night, a bright moon.

Occasionally, vehicles whistled past.

In the far distance, an endless, silent, long road.