Chapter 48: Early Morning Stream

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The shoes, headband, pen, headphones he had previously exchanged all had the function of changing sizes. When used, the size would adjust to the right level. The stream assistant also had this function, but it could also be used once it was shrunken.

For example, if the stream assistant was placed on his chest, it could be used to broadcast the stream from the perspective of his chest. The frame was large as if there was a cameraman resting on his chest.

In addition, the stream assistant had a medium form and a large form. The mid-sized form was roughly the size of a regular video camera, good for attaching to the shoulder, or if he was shameless enough, on his forehead. This size was just enough to deal with the people who asked how he was streaming and where his equipment was.

The large form was the size of a drone, and it could fly. This form was very suitable for filming the entirety of Meng Fan’s size; unlike the other two that had to be fixed, it had a high degree of flexibility.

For all three modes, the stream assistant could be transparent, essentially making it invisible.

The stream assistant had the same function of a ‘virtual display’ as the previous items, allowing Meng Fan to control the movements of the camera from his mind.

Aside from the function of a camera, microphone, sound card, earbuds, cell phone, lighting, etc; the stream assistant also contained a GPS, weather broadcast, surrounding conditions, nearby people, and a dozen more powerful features such as recognizing nearby flora fauna and minerals, etc.

As for the Internet, it was even more godly. It directly connected to the satellite for non-interrupted internet access.

Moreover, the stream assistant could be connected to devices such as cell phones and computers.

Meng Fan bound his phone to the stream assistant and immediately a pop up appeared on the virtual interface. It could directly operate any application from his ‘mind’, including WeChat and Weibo.

Using his mind to browse Weibo and respond to WeChat messages, it was almost too cool!

“The quality of a 1000 point object is different indeed.”

Meng Fan believed that with his understanding of the stream assistant, he could invent new ways to use it.

He opened a web browser.

VPN works too!

The speed of the beauty dealers giving out cards was almost too smooth.

Only the sound that blasted in his mind was a little… too intense.

Immediately, he connected the black magic earbuds to the stream assistant and began to use it.

1000 points were not easy to come by, but this was so worth it!

…

“Jesus, this is a bit long for a shower, isn’t it? Even though you have more surface area, it shouldn’t take this much time! Something happened to you!”

Xing Ta Ge, who had been waiting for Meng Fan to come out, ran into the bathroom. He had held it in for too long.

“I was thinking about something and forgot the time.”

Meng Fan smiled, and upon seeing Chen Da Qiang enter, he changed the topic. “They said you weren’t coming home tonight.”

Chen Da Qiang smiled shyly. “I came back after the movie.”

Zhang Zhou Wei relaxed when he saw Chen Da Qiang return. If Da Qiang had really been a fast-moving player like Xing Ta Ge had said, he would have been under even more pressure to justify his ‘spiritual practice’. If other players were this outstanding, he would surely be an even bigger failure.

Now at least, Chen Da Qiang was the same level as Zhang Zhou Wei.

He then looked at Meng Fan and relaxed even more. Happily, he continued to feed in his game.

Chen Da Qiang caressed his phone as he chatted with Wei Zhi Xue about their half-hour of separation. His sentences were simple and redundant, but exuding the thick and sour smell of love nonetheless.

Xing Ta Ge came out of the bathroom and took out the loose scripts of Watanabe Junichi and began examining them carefully. Not only was he handsome, but he was also willing to take the time to learn about sex from writers of different nationalities and their relationship with intimacy. How arrogant was he?

As for Meng Fan, he had fallen asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.

The virtual interface of stream assistant was cool to use, but it was tiring. It was much more exhausting than looking at his phone or the computer. This thing was only good for using occasionally, as it made his eyes sore and his brain dizzy.

Also… It made one drowsy.

At five o’clock the next day, Meng Fan got out of bed in high spirits. He put on his running gear and left, beginning his warm-ups on the track.

“Let’s try connecting to the stream channel!”

With the help of the stream assistant, Meng Fan didn’t want his stream content to solely be based on drawing. He thought about a more comprehensive approach that incorporated different aspects. After all, the stream assistant was suitable for live broadcasting anytime, anywhere.

The quality of the content of the broadcast, however, came second. What was important was that he was on the stream with his +8 validation. There would always be some netizens who came, and as long as viewers came, regardless of how long, or if they thought he was good or not, his view count would rise.

Anyway, he was idle regardless. He didn’t have to worry too much, as long as the number went up.

Meng Fan pinned the stream assistant to his chest like a badge and turned on the stabilizer function so that while he ran, the scene it recorded wouldn’t shake or topple.

The virtual interface opened his 8th Station stream, and after connecting, the live broadcast appeared. It displayed everything in Meng Fan’s vision.

Run!

Are there even people online at 5 am?

There actually are!

Two minutes later, a user entered the channel but left immediately.

After a while, someone else joined and left.

The third person that entered stopped for a minute, probably because it took him a minute to understand what kind of dumbass content this stream was about. He then sent a “???” and left the room.

But at this time, there were still two people watching the stream.

“I thought that was a die-hard fan! Hey whoever else is here, are you alive?”

“Hahaha, I thought you guys were both die-hard fans!”

“Speaking of which, what kind of stupid-ass stream is this?”

“This channel is supposed to be for drawings. This host is really a baller. I was ready to go to bed and saw that a few more viewers came online so I took a look. I’m not sure what’s going on either.”

“Then you should sleep. I’ll see what this stupid stream is about.”

“I can’t sleep now, hahaha, I want to know too!”

One had woken up early and the other was up too late; they began to chat in the channel. They hadn’t spoken a few words before another user entered and immediately became more interested.

Normally, nobody would be willing to jest in a dead stream channel for so long, especially when there weren’t that many viewers to begin with.

“Meng boss, what are you doing up so early?”

After about a minute or so, the viewers in the room actually broke single digits. Most of them had seen Meng Fan’s art stream; all of them were shocked at the content.

“Running.”

Suddenly a sound appeared, successfully scaring his viewers once again.

“Running? And he’s really on a track like he’s running along a path.”

“That’s not right! I heard the boss was a chubby guy from some other netizen. His tonnage is over 200. How can he be running?!”

“Is the stream host trying to lose weight by running in the morning?”

“Hey boss, did you show your figure to us just now?”

“…”

There weren’t many people in the room, but the live comments were very active as if they were chatting.

“I don’t care!”

Meng Fan responded simply.

Probably after seven or eight minutes, a second student appeared on the track. There weren’t many people willing to wake up this early to run, so they had probably seen Meng Fan from far away. He turned to wave as he passed Meng Fan.

“That guy is pretty handsome!”

“Catch up to him and tackle him!”

“Hey, look, it’s another one, a pretty girl!”

“Host, can you hurry up? I want to stare at the back figure of this pretty girl!”

“Host, what school do you go to? There’s so many good-looking guys and girls this early in the morning!”

“I’m envious of their figures!”

“Envy is useless. Think about how hard they worked!”

“Wtf! Wtf! This girl is so pretty!”

“Her figure is so good too!”

“She looks to be familiar with the stream host! She’s so pretty when she smiles!”

“She’s so fast. She’s lapped the host already, hahaha. Hey you’re a bit too slow, aren’t you?”

“Slow speed is fitting for a fatty of our host’s stature!”

As more and more people began their morning run on the track, the live comments in his channel became more and more joyful, reaching a peak when Wu Tong arrived.

Even though there were only about 50 people in the room, the barrage of live comments made it seem like there were thousands of people spamming his channel.

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