Chapter 81

"Still staring at the livestream?"

Bai Tao, sitting by the second-floor window, teased her colleague, who was sitting on a sofa-cushion and sighing repeatedly:

"If you had any spare time, you'd be better off using the time you spend rolling around on the sofa to exercise your body; then you wouldn't have to kneel and beg me to go to the pharmacy to buy you hemorrhoid suppositories."

As Bai Tao spoke, the corner of her eye remained fixed on the front door of Yu Xueqing's house.

A Wuling-brand electric car was slowly driving into the courtyard of the self-built house, and both Yu Xueqing and the white fox sitting in the passenger seat entered the house.

"What do you know? I was wounded in the line of duty!"

"This is a badge of honor. If I hadn't been diligent in my drone pilot training and missions, how would I have ended up like this?"

Su Qiyuan showed a look of disdain. After glancing at Bai Tao, he subconsciously wanted to cross his legs to show off his senior demeanor, but the movement of his legs inadvertently tugged at his old injury, and his expression stiffened.

"Hiss."

"I think it's just from eating hot pot." Bai Tao looked at Su Qiyuan with a look of disgust.

As a new "Forest Ranger," Bai Tao had actually respected Su Qiyuan very much at the beginning.

As the "Forest Patrol Team" of the Security Bureau, their main task was to have contact with spirit beasts on the front line and to suppress and capture ordinary spirit beasts through technology and traps.

Back then, in Bai Tao's heart, Su Qiyuan was an unsung hero, a senior worthy of praise and respect!

She addressed Su Qiyuan as Mr. Su.

But since that night, when Su Qiyuan fell in front of his own door clutching his buttocks, trembling, and took out his phone to transfer thirty-eight yuan to her,

and begged her to go to the county pharmacy to buy him a box of Niuyinglong hemorrhoid ointment, all her previous admiration for her senior had vanished into thin air.

In Bai Tao's mind, there was only one impression of Su Qiyuan.

A hemorrhoid the size of a fist falling out.

Of course, Bai Tao didn't know what Su Qiyuan's condition was really like, but on Baidu, doctors said that the most severe hemorrhoids could be the size of a baby's fist.

"Hmph! Nine out of ten men have hemorrhoids, and ten out of ten women have hemorrhoids. You're just not old enough yet, which is why you can gloat. When you fall into trouble later, don't ask me to borrow medicine."

Su Qiyuan seemed to notice Bai Tao's subtle disgust for him and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Some pains are not felt by oneself.

When you enter the forest and sit on the ground for a long time to control drones to search for small spirit beasts, you will know what it means to not listen to the elderly and suffer the consequences.

Is it that I don't want to exercise?

It's that my butt hurts a lot, okay?

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Bai Tao's cheeks showed a firm look, and she said decisively:

"My name has 'White' in it, and I was born fair and clean. My butt will absolutely never degenerate!"

"Pfft. Stop bickering. The target task has already started livestreaming. Let's keep a close eye on it; that overlord-level fox spirit beast is not to be trifled with."

Su Qiyuan heard Bai Tao's words and did not refute, just silently smiled in his heart.

She hasn't lived in the forest for half a month, gnawing on compressed biscuits every day, and then experiencing the pain of passing steel.

His butt injury can be reported as a work-related injury!

Just as the two were chatting, a notification pop-up appeared on their tablets and computers.

【Aqing's Tea Storytelling Session has started.】

Following the start of Yu Xueqing's broadcast, both Su Qiyuan and Bai Tao stopped speaking and stared intently at the livestream.

But their attention was not on Yu Xueqing or the unofficial history storytelling, but on scanning the edges of the livestream video, looking for the traces of that fox.

That white fox was the target creature they needed to observe in detail.

They both knew very well how terrifying the destructive power of that seemingly juvenile fox would be if it erupted.

To put it bluntly, just look at the scene where the satellite inadvertently filmed the fox stepping on the wild boar in Shou Gou Jian.

If you put the fox in the city, without heavy firepower, it would be a land immortal.

As long as the fox holds no hostility toward humans, feeding it until it becomes a pig is a safe strategy.

Some things cannot be "both, and, and."

Anyway, all fox subspecies in Xia Kingdom are famous for being fed until they are too fat to walk.

"Why don't I see the fox?" Su Qiyuan stared at the livestream for half an hour without seeing the overlord-level fox spirit beast appear, and couldn't help but feel suspicious.

They had watched Yu Xueqing's previous livestreams; although the fox didn't appear much, it would at least make a chirp or two, or show a fox tail wagging behind Yu Xueqing.

But today, for some reason, it was exceptionally quiet, so quiet that even Su Qiyuan was a little scared.

While Su Qiyuan was speaking, his fingers didn't forget to click on the donation list to tip the livestream a sports car.

A cool red sports car abruptly slid out from the livestream screen.

"Eh? A supercar donation?"

Yu Xueqing, who was telling a story, was stunned, then immediately waved her hands in shock: "No, no, no, my livestream doesn't accept large donations, and I don't have WeChat, QQ, or photo albums and those things. Big Brother, please apply for a minor refund!"

"Everyone, don't donate anymore. If you feel my story is good, just take a look at the small yellow cart; the tea leaves inside are really from my own home."

"They are really from my own home, all produced by our Jiule Mountain tea, not fried by my grandfather."

"???"

Su Qiyuan slowly typed a question mark. Yu Xueqing combined the two words "Big Brother" and "minor refund" together, almost making his head smoke.

"Reply to her. Donations in the livestream need to be deducted by the platform before they reach the streamer. If she tells you to apply for a minor refund, you can directly deduct the donation money from the platform..."

"The target livestream doesn't usually have donations, and your donation amount is a bit too large." Bai Tao turned to Su Qiyuan and said: "Say something. If she closes the livestream donation channel later, it will be even more troublesome."

"The money reaching the target and reaching her parents' hands have different effects. Even if the platform takes a cut, it's only 50%. If you do the pig-feeding task by buying goods, her parents might take more."

"Livestream donations can be closed?" For Su Qiyuan, who never watches livestreams, closing the donation channel was a brand new and strange term.

Can there really be someone who doesn't want free money?

"It's because basically no streamer closes it. It's normal for people who don't understand livestreams not to know," Bai Tao said.

"Fine!"

Su Qiyuan thought for a moment, typed a line of text, and the text floated on the public screen as a barrage.

【The story is told quite well, but I have no interest in tea. I usually drink soda, so let's just donate! I see there are hardly any ghosts in the streamer's room, don't starve to death.】

Su Qiyuan said, and swiped two more sports cars, unobtrusively carrying out the pig-feeding task.

"Chirp?"

And just as the third sports car was swiped out, a fox's chirp came from the livestream.

"Cola is not good to drink! Come and drink tea! The little fox strongly recommends good tea! Eighty, one hundred thirty, two hundred seventy per jin, three grades of tea to choose from, good tea supervised by Master Fox!"

Seeing the barrage sent by the person who was suspected to be one of the "Spy x Family" couple, the top of Aqing's list, An Sheng couldn't hold back, crawled out from under the table, climbed onto the table, squatted on the tea table, raised his front paws, and continuously patted the tabletop.

Holy crap, you really dare to say that! In a livestream selling tea, you advise people to buy soda to drink.

If you all go to buy soda, how can my Aqing sell tea to make money to buy me iced cola?

You come here, I'll let you experience the spirit beast kneading milk.

"Hmm? What happened among us?"

Yu Xueqing, who hadn't turned the corner from the barrage, looked at the little fox with a look of surprise.

The little fox chirped in its mouth, constantly shouting that there was a bad person among us, a rotten-butt one.

"Is that overlord-level fox scolding me?"

"People are selling tea in the livestream, and you, you are there saying don't drink tea but drink soda. Are they not scolding you?"

(End of chapter)