Chapter 463 - 233: Dream or Reality? (Part 4)

Chapter 463: Chapter 233: Dream or Reality? (Part 4)

"But... isn’t this just making money off your scars?"

Wang Yibing was very hesitant.

"If I don’t, then didn’t I get hurt for nothing?"

Xie Yuan retorted casually.

Wang Yibing froze, realizing he had a point.

A glint appeared in his eyes as an idea instantly formed. He murmured:

"Yuanzai, my dearest brother, my closest friend! I really, really didn’t want to bring this up..."

"But since you put it that way... make them pay up!"

Wang Yibing coughed, then deliberately started arguing with the chat again:

"I said it’s my bro’s first time, and it’s his first time! I’m an orphan if I’m lying, okay?"

"The streamer’s parents died in a car crash a long time ago... Fuck, which one of you knows me? Screw you!"

"No, listen! I’m an orphan, but I don’t lie to my community! It is what it is, and I can prove it! What do you want to bet?"

"The user named ’Teacher Ma’s Diabetes Gave Me Cavities,’ you’re really going to send a Super Carnival, right? Fine, I’ve got your ID. All of you, watch closely!"

"And xxx sending a Plane... xxx sending a Rocket... I’m writing all your names down in my little notebook."

Wang Yibing pulled over a whiteboard from behind him and started writing names on it. The chat flooded with "666."

’He’s got all the props ready...’ Xie Yuan thought to himself.

Wang Yibing felt the hype was at its peak and shot Xie Yuan a look.

Xie Yuan had already asked his mom on WeChat to send him screenshots of everything—the trending news stories, his hospital discharge papers, the critical condition notice, the charity fundraising page, and more. He had organized them and sent them all in a bundle to Wang Yibing.

Seeing that Xie Yuan had everything ready, Wang Yibing couldn’t help but give him a thumbs-up. He then let out a series of dramatic coughs until the chat was spammed with "Streamer, streamer, do you have lung cancer?" Only then did he, with a flourish, display all the images he’d received on WeChat on the screen.

"Scenic Area Cable Car Malfunctions, University Student Suffers Severe Fall..."

"Family in Hardship, Charity Fundraiser Has Verified the Situation, Now Raising Funds..."

"Aftermath of the Cable Car Accident: University Student in a Vegetative State, Living in the ICU, Future Medical Bills are Astronomical!"

Many of these had accompanying images, including photos of Xie Yuan lying in the ICU, along with medical bills and yesterday’s discharge certificate. After a wave of question marks, the chat went absolutely wild.

"Holy shit, the comatose streamer is here!"

"What the fuck, I always trash on the streamer for playing like he’s in a vegetative state, but it turns out I can’t even compare to an actual vegetable!"

"No way, this isn’t Photoshopped, is it?"

"It’s real, I already found the news articles..."

"Holy crap, this is a legendary stream! A guy wakes up from a coma just to play Black Monkey?"

Wang Yibing watched the unprecedented explosion of comments, grinning from ear to ear. He immediately changed the stream’s title to—

"Speedrunning Black Myth with chopsticks is old news! When I play, call me ’The Vegetable’! The internet’s first comatose streamer on his Black Myth rehab tour—Tiger Vanguard defeated with no damage."

After the title change, the stream’s popularity stats in the backend shot up. Unable to close his mouth from smiling, he asked Xie Yuan:

"Yuanzai, can you keep playing? Can you do the next part..."

Xie Yuan said calmly:

"I’ll give it a try."

Xie Yuan could already feel that his reaction speed, observational skills, and hand-eye coordination were on a completely different level from an ordinary person’s.

Using these skills in a game like this made it feel no different from an ordinary person playing Snake.

And so, even though it was his first time playing, Xie Yuan immediately demonstrated the speed of a veteran speedrunner, defeating every boss without taking any damage.

"What the fuck?"

"???"

"66666"

"Oh no, for 298 yuan he’s become the *actual* Great Sage Equal to Heaven."

The chat and Wang Yibing went from initial shock to later numbness.

As for Xie Yuan, he went from initial unfamiliarity to, once he learned the movesets, executing increasingly spectacular combos. His exchanges with the bosses looked like real combat—a beautiful, back-and-forth dance that went completely beyond anyone’s imagination. No one could fathom how he could be so creative.

Of course, Xie Yuan wasn’t relying on imagination, but on experience.

The bosses in this game were well-designed. Some of their moves were similar to those of External Training Martial Artists, using real combat forms.

But at Xie Yuan’s level of mastery, it was as if he were playing as the real Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

Every time he defeated a boss without taking damage using a gorgeous combo, the chat would erupt with "6666," gifts would pour in, and there was even a real Super Carnival sent.

Wang Yibing’s backend notifications were buzzing non-stop. Both the super-moderators and his agency were constantly messaging him, telling him to maintain the hype.

He had already rocketed to the front page of the streaming site for the night, with far more popularity than ever before.

"So this Yang Jian uses an axe, huh..."

Watching the enormous axe swing towards him, Xie Yuan suddenly smiled with a hint of excitement.

Wang Yibing’s eyes were already bloodshot with excitement, and he didn’t notice the change in Xie Yuan’s demeanor.

"Duh. Haven’t you seen *Nezha Conquers the Dragon King*?"

"...You probably mean *Treasure Lotus Lamp*, right?"

Xie Yuan shook his head. Watching the devastatingly powerful and awe-inspiring "Mount Hua-Splitting" chop, his eyes flickered. For a moment, he felt the urge to learn the move.

But he just pursed his lips, pushed the thought aside, and continued the stream.

Soon, it was as if Xie Yuan had become the Great Sage himself, just like the remnant of the Sage on screen. He controlled his character to flawlessly take down the final boss with incredible flair, triggering the game’s ending.

The chat was so dense you couldn’t see the screen. Countless gifts scrolled by, and endless people typed "666," but there were also countless doubters.

"It has to be fake! At least the discharge papers are fake. He must have been discharged a long time ago, secretly practicing the ’monkey game,’ just to blow everyone away!"

"Exactly! He’d even ditch Ao Lie just for the stunt!"

"Even so, it’s still an amazing stunt. Even if he had been playing since day one, no one on the entire internet can do a one-life, no-damage speedrun this flawlessly and with so much style!"

"Yeah, I feel like he’s a real martial artist sparring with an opponent. I even feel like he’s teaching the boss how to fight."