Chapter 477 - 235: Abnormal Change 6

Chapter 477: Chapter 235: Abnormal Change 6

The moment the call connected, he heard a frantic shout and immediately pulled the phone away from his ear.

"What is it?"

"The Big B just called personally! He said he’s gonna promote our stream today and told us to get ready!!! Holy shit, what’s gotten into him?!"

On the other end of the line, Wang Yibing was babbling incoherently. It wasn’t just the call from The Big B; super-mods, the guild, and the platform’s business department—tons of people had been contacting him since early this morning.

This was real, and it was a huge deal.

Xie Yuan smiled faintly.

"Isn’t this what they call an outrageous fortune?"

"Don’t move! Stay in bed, don’t move! I’m coming to get you right now! I’ll personally carry you to the car!"

Xie Yuan couldn’t help but laugh.

"I’m not *actually* in a vegetative state!"

"But you really are my daddy!"

Xie Yuan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

’Brother Bing’s internet persona is just too much. If his actual dad were here, he’d probably die of anger.’

’He’s got what it takes to make a living at this. Even if I stopped streaming with him, he could still make it big with the traffic from The Big B.’

Early in the morning, Wang Yibing picked up Xie Yuan and brought him to his house to start the stream.

The stream’s popularity indeed exceeded both of their expectations. Even Xie Yuan was a little surprised.

The moment they went live, they shot to number one on the platform’s popularity chart. They were getting traffic directed from Douyin, Bilibili, and Weibo. Even Baidu’s hot search list was rehashing the old "Vegetative Man Makes Miraculous Recovery" story, which, unsurprisingly, now included a link to their current stream.

And so, before Xie Yuan could even play a few games, the stream just stopped—

The popularity was so high and the number of viewers was so large that the server completely froze. The platform had to urgently allocate new servers to support this one stream.

Wang Yibing was practically stuttering today, his throat constantly dry. When had he ever seen a scene like this?

Even Xie Yuan had never seen a scene like this.

Before noon, Wang Yibing’s streaming account had already surpassed a million followers. Gifts spammed the screen so fast that Wang Yibing’s mouth went dry from thanking everyone, and he still couldn’t keep up.

This was a record-breaking stream in the history of livestreaming.

Xie Yuan had underestimated The Big B’s power, or perhaps his determination—or maybe, he had underestimated the power of the Celestial Illusion Skill.

When a top influencer with over fifty million fans, a boss who dominated the livestreaming and short-video industries, really decided to push traffic your way, this was the result.

While Xie Yuan was in the middle of a game, he even got a call from his mom.

"Son, how come I’m even seeing you while I’m browsing Traditional Chinese Medicine health articles on Baijiahao?"

"Just a coincidence, probably... Also, you should spend less time reading those fake online health gurus. Most of those ’gurus’ don’t even make it to fifty themselves."

By the afternoon, Wang Yibing was so overwhelmed by the spectacle that he got a little scared and suggested they stop for the day.

Xie Yuan agreed that was enough. The two of them thanked everyone for the gifts and shut down the stream, much to the dissatisfaction of the many viewers who had come after hearing the hype.

As a result, a new hot topic immediately appeared on the platform:

"Ambitious Youths Refuse Dirty Money—They’re All About the Content."

Full of anxiety, Wang Yibing managed to get The Big B on the phone.

"Hey, Big B..."

"Ah, Bing! What’s up? Stream go well today?"

The Big B’s hearty laughter rang out.

Wang Yibing was thrown off by his enthusiasm and fell silent for a long moment before speaking.

"Big B, what was all that about today? I haven’t even signed a contract with you guys..."

"No need! I just personally admire you guys, so I’m giving you a lucky break, hehe. Ay, thinking back, I was just trying to temper you young folks. But now I see you’re doing great. I feel like you can make it on your own, so I just gave you a little push."

The Big B chuckled, then paused for a moment before mumbling indistinctly:

"With everything that’s been happening lately... maybe it was an epiphany from the Buddha. I feel like I’ll be able to get a good night’s sleep today. That’s all. Keep up the hard work. I’ve got high hopes for you! BEEP BEEP BEEP..."

Wang Yibing looked completely baffled. He glanced at Xie Yuan, then rushed to check the gift earnings in his creator dashboard.

"Ten thousand, one hundred thousand... Holy crap, we got two hundred thousand in gifts in just half a day!"

Wang Yibing felt his breathing quicken. He immediately messaged the backend support.

"When can I withdraw this gift money? I can withdraw it, right? You’re not going to confiscate it, are you?"

"Oh, you can withdraw it anytime you want, streamer."

"Anytime? Aren’t there rules against that?"

"Rules can be changed, you know."

Wang Yibing stared at the line of text, completely speechless.

Xie Yuan silently watched it all unfold, his gaze then shifting to the flashing cyber-Buddha statue outside.

The iridescent light glinting off the statue’s upturned lips seemed to be wordlessly mocking the world.

Although the following days didn’t match the grand spectacle of the first broadcast, the stream still brought in at least tens of thousands in gift revenue daily. Add to that the stream revenue share and ad deals...

A week later, Wang Yibing nervously managed to successfully withdraw the money.

"DING—An incoming transfer of 1,189,458.34 RMB has been credited to your ICBC savings account ending in 9527. Current balance: 1,192,533.19 RMB."

Wang Yibing counted the digits for a long time. After confirming he hadn’t made a mistake, he collapsed into his gaming chair, laughing like a fool.

"So much money... I’ve never seen so much money before."

He giggled foolishly for a while before saying to Xie Yuan:

"Let’s go. We’re going to the bank to transfer you the money—my online banking doesn’t have a high enough transfer limit..."

At the bank, Wang Yibing was originally going to transfer him a flat million, but Xie Yuan insisted on a strict 50/50 split. Then, he found Boss Tian’s loan company and paid back the money.

Boss Tian wasn’t actually very keen on accepting the repayment, but even he had heard about Xie Yuan’s recent fame.

Realizing that Xie Yuan was no longer some bottom-feeder he could bully, Boss Tian promptly terminated the contract. The process was more formal than how many private companies hire their employees.

Xie Yuan returned home. Holding the IOU and contract he had gotten back from Boss Tian, he said to a bewildered Wang Yafang:

"Mom, I’ve paid off the high-interest loan. Next, we’ll pay back our friends and relatives, and then we’ll buy back the house."

’What is my son talking about?’

Wang Yafang read the contract over several times. After confirming it was real, she stared blankly for a long moment, then asked nervously:

"Son, where did you get this money?"

"From streaming. You saw how popular my streams have been lately..."

Xie Yuan had known his mother would worry, so he had already compiled his revenue statements and hot search rankings to explain his situation to her one by one.

Wang Yafang’s heart slowly settled, but her expression grew more and more complex, more and more bewildered.

’This feeling... it’s too unreal. My son suddenly became a huge influencer and can earn this much money in just a few days?’

It completely shattered a lifetime of understanding.

Wang Yafang was so shocked she could barely speak, her mind filled with a sense of unreality. Her reaction was even a bit muted.

"Oh, oh. That’s good."

It wasn’t until later that evening, as time passed and she scrolled through her phone, that Wang Yafang finally accepted this new reality. Her face was alight with a joy she couldn’t suppress.

"My son has made it!"

When Xie Guoliang came home close to midnight, Wang Yafang couldn’t stop herself from pulling her husband aside to tell him everything, leaving Xie Guoliang equally stunned and speechless for a good while.

Lying in bed, Xie Yuan listened to the constant whispers coming from the next room. Hearing their cheerful voices, he smiled in contentment.

’Dad won’t have to work so hard anymore. In the time I have left, I’ll teach him some fist techniques too. Getting their health in order... that should be about enough...’

「One month later.」

Xie Yuan was cultivating in his room, a constant gurgling sound of water echoing in his ears.

Over the past month, his cultivation had improved immensely.

But for him, the most important thing was staying by his family’s side.

Suddenly, Xie Yuan’s body trembled. He vaguely saw the giant crystal again, its entire body emanating a lustrous sheen.

Before he had time to think, he saw a figure floating beside it that looked somewhat familiar.

’This Daoist looks familiar... Zhang Junyi?’

Xie Yuan’s eyes shot open. He saw Zhang Junyi’s face, a smile on his lips as if he too were having a pleasant dream.

Yet his face was pale and his breath was faint; he was on the verge of death.

Xie Yuan was startled. He subconsciously reached out to save him, but his hand hit the corner of the table beside him.

Xie Yuan came back to his senses and found himself still in his room. His brow furrowed slightly.

He pondered for a moment, then settled his mind and resumed his cultivation. As he expected, the faint sound of water returned.

This time, Xie Yuan saw more.

He saw the crystal. He saw Zhang Junyi floating beside it, looking almost bloated. He saw that the entirety of Jianzhen Lake was sparkling, and eleven other figures were floating here and there, bobbing in the water. All of them wore smiles, except for Qian Yangsheng, yet every single one had a feeble aura. Two of them were already dead, with no breath left at all!