Chapter 64

Some netizens have sorted out the details of this streamer over these ten days.

All told, he spoke barely ten sentences in total...

And of those ten sentences, he spoke only two over the first nine days.

The first sentence was, "Then let's go watch the meteor shower."

The second was, "I, swear."

The remaining eight sentences were spoken to a passerby woman named Hearing He He, and every single one followed the pattern of her asking a question and the streamer answering, with each exchange perfectly killing the conversation.

If Hearing He He hadn't forced the issue and kept digging for topics, then the streamer wouldn't have continued speaking...

Ten days, ten sentences in total.

This is also another record in the broadcasting circle: the streamer who has spoken the least in history.

A streamer who speaks the least, in the shortest time, has amassed a million-level fanbase, while simultaneously setting a new peak for live viewers of a rookie streamer.

That makes three records in the broadcasting circle.

Oh, right, it should be four records, plus the all-time online record for the longest continuous broadcast.

The reason such records could be created by him

boils down to two core factors.

One is the three songs he wrote himself.

"If Only Once," "Suddenly Miss You So Much," and "Shallow."

The other is his travel content.

A meteor shower accompanied by fireballs, plus the legendary prophecy of nine planets aligning!

A volcanic eruption under a lake accompanied by a red moon and a rainbow, plus the first-ever recorded instance of: volcanic lightning!

And all of this was accomplished in a mere ten days...

So, during the daytime today,

whether inside the livestream room or outside it, anyone discussing this streamer

was mostly talking about one thing:

In this era where you either look at faces or look at money,

if you have neither face nor money, then you must possess talent and substance like streamer Brother Shiguang.

If you possess the same talent and substance as him and still don't become famous, it would be an affront to heaven and earth!

But even so, you might still not reach his speed.

Because he has not only talent and substance.

He also has a handsome face that could rank in the top three among male streamers.

And money.

So, such explosive popularity is actually impossible to replicate.

This is the market's view.

Of course, the academic and scientific communities are not focused on these things.

They are focused on the content of streamer Brother Shiguang's two check-ins.

The content itself holds immense and precious research value.

On the other hand, how this streamer predicted with such precision is, in itself, something somewhat metaphysical.

By six o'clock in the evening,

more than a hundred research departments or universities had already called Shark Platform.

Demanding that Shark Platform provide contact information for streamer Brother Shiguang.

What they are concerned with is how a streamer could predict spectacular phenomena that even research departments cannot predict.

This, in itself, holds even greater scientific value.

But alas,

Shark Platform is truly powerless to help.

They themselves cannot contact the streamer; moreover, streamer Brother Shiguang simply ignores the audience in the livestream room.

Even threats of banning were used, yet they were utterly useless.

So there is no way to get in touch with this streamer during the broadcast either.

Over in Jingcheng, over in Magic City, many universities and departments have already started devising ways to track down this streamer.

Using the Sky Eye surveillance network spread across the Eastern Kingdom to pinpoint the streamer's route and trail.

But unless such actions form a systematic collaboration, or unless there is a nationwide "manhunt," locating a constantly moving RV and tracking the streamer's trail is extremely difficult.

And inside the RV,

Hearing He He, who had slept and woken up throughout the day,

upon waking, found the handsome man beside her ignoring her, to the point where she even began to doubt her own charm...

By now, it was already dark.

Hearing He He felt she should talk to the handsome man beside her about the matter of spending the night.

And the audience also felt it was time to discuss this topic.

Thus, the number of viewers in the livestream room also began to rise quietly and tacitly...

50. Is your industry this competitive these days?

Inside the RV.

Hearing He He just felt quite displeased.

At the very least, she still had confidence in this regard:

She was beautiful, and her figure was beyond question.

In the past, whether in bars or even on the streets, there were no shortage of men who tried to strike up a conversation with her.

In her understanding,

the man beside her was a rich second-generation heir who was handsome and could afford this kind of motorhome.

In his eyes, she was clearly a temptress who had thrown herself at him.

But, for an entire day...

this guy beside her had not even spoken a single word to her proactively.

When it was time to eat midway,

she even proactively suggested getting out of the car to treat him to a meal.

But this guy said, "You go eat."

As a result, she had to go eat by herself, and then proactively brought food back for him...

Many women, and indeed many beautiful women, actually possess a kind of inexplicable inferiority deep in their bones.

But in front of men, they use restraint as a tactic, disguising themselves as aloof, projecting an air of confidence and inviolability.

This is understandable.

But the premise is,

that a man needs to act as a simp.

Only then can they better suppress that inexplicable, even innate, inferiority deep in their bones.

But now,

Hearing He He, who had been left hanging all day,

could no longer disguise her restraint and confidence.

She now!

Seriously doubted!

her own charm!

Her previously believed beauty and loveliness were very likely just self-deception...

???

Look, it's already dark.

The driver beside her seems to have no intention of bringing up the issue of spending the night.

You...

Should I leave?