Looking at "Once" floating on the bullet screen, Bobo was also dumbfounded.
"Isn't that a swear word? It's just an oral habit!" Bobo stared at the screen. She was really just getting used to it, not because of cursing.
But the chat didn't care about her sophistry and still insisted that she had just sworn.
"Fine! I'm not someone who can't afford to gamble Saidong; just one time, fifty yuan! I can afford it!"
"Everyone, please remember to check out before the broadcast today!"
Bobo didn't care too much about the chat; it was just one time.
As soon as the voice fell, the bullet screen cleared, and the person who had swiped once stopped sending messages instantly.
The entire live broadcast room fell eerily silent.
'Hippo, remove the water glass from the table first, or the water will spill later.'
'Yes, yes, yes, remove the water glass first and place it aside; otherwise, the water will spill later.'
*Ding!* "Water Spilled!"
...
Bobo frowned. Who doesn't put a glass of water on the table when they're an anchor? You're talking all the time, your mouth gets dry, right?
She picked up her water glass and said suspiciously, "My water glass has a fixed base, so I'm afraid it will fall on the table."
But no matter what she said, the chat still firmly asked her to remove the water glass.
Sister Zhou was watching Bobo's live broadcast. After seeing this scene, she laughed and leaned back.
"I really didn't do it on purpose, okay? That was an accident!" Sister Zhou couldn't help but laugh.
After everyone confirmed that there were no objects on Bobo's desktop that could affect her game, they let her start the game with confidence.
"You guys are really weird!" Bobo controlled the man holding the hammer, taking step by step forward.
"This operation is really quite strenuous." The small stump in front is not a small obstacle at all, and the hammer in his hand can go directly over it.
Bobo continued forward, reached the end of the road, and looked at the raised rock wall.
The first stage went smoothly, and even if she fell down, she could regroup and continue the game.
As Bobo became more proficient, she climbed higher and higher.
Although she fell a few times in the middle, she always kept her oath firmly in mind and refrained from swearing.
She was already very cautious during the rock climbing process, afraid that she would lose control and fall.
"I finally understand your intentions. You just want to see me swear, right?!"
"I admit it's a bit emotional, but cursing? Really not."
Bobo shook her head confidently.
But as she became more proficient, the height she climbed became higher and higher, and the time she spent falling became longer and longer.
The only constant may be the ordinary little tree after landing.
Finally, when she fell from a height again, she couldn't help but speak.
"I'm screwed up! How could someone make such a messed-up game?"
"I'm so pissed!"
"I'll give it two thumbs down right away!"
...
At this moment, Bobo pushed her glasses up and started endless output with a cute and well-behaved face.
"Why are you swearing, Xiaopang!" A middle-aged female voice with a bit of life experience came from outside the room.
"I have no manners, Mom!" Bobo retorted, her face flushed with anger.
She glanced at the chat during the break, incredulous. It was unbelievable.
The chat was frantically swiping [103 times!]
"Darn it! Have I sworn that much?" As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately realized, "Darn it isn't swearing; it's just an oral habit."
"How could I have sworn so much!" She stared at the number with an ugly expression. She knew she had sworn, but she didn't expect it to be so many times.
"It hurts so much! My money!" Bobo took out her phone and was about to pay the bill. "This is the first time I've paid so much money for swearing!"
"I'll never do this kind of challenge again. I declare the no-swearing challenge over!"
After watching the fans in the live broadcast room pocket the 103 fifty-yuan red envelopes satisfactorily, Bobo felt her heart bleeding.
Recalling the hardships she endured in the game, she immediately picked up her phone and made a call.
"Brother C, I recommend a game to you; it's really fun! Zhou Zhou recommended it to me!" Bobo giggled as she held the phone.
She could even imagine how Brother C would react.
"Bobo, not long ago, the fans in my live broadcast room were urging me to watch the hippo defense documentary."
"I can see the end from the beginning."
"Bobo, you're not kind!" Brother C's voice was tinged with disappointment, angrily denouncing Bobo's actions.
...
"Digging for Ascension" had already shown signs of human-to-human transmission.
And this moment of breaking the defense was staged simultaneously in the live broadcast rooms of countless anchors.
"Dang it!"
"Hook, hook, hook, hook! Darn it slipped! Haha, it fell, but not completely. My darn hook! Saved a small part."
"Save the kid, save the kid, save..."
...
Song Shan sat next to Ye Feng and browsed through the live broadcast rooms of different anchors. Every time he watched, he felt his heart being gripped.
Everyone says that the greatest joy of this game is watching others play, but even the audience, when they see others make mistakes, will sympathize severely.
"Brother, you're really something else!"
"This thing is too defenseless." Song Shan took a deep breath, moving closer to Ye Feng's side. He found that Ye Feng was writing something on the computer.
Weird weapons and settings filled the entire screen.
"I'm the one who breaks the defense the most, okay?" Ye Feng raised his head. There were already thick dark circles around his eyes.
Originally, Soul Transmute was a paradise in the desert of the game, which was a very happy thing.
Especially after discovering that I had a system, this kind of joy reached its peak.
But now, there was good and bad news before him.
Good news: there is a system.
Bad news: the system cannot be upgraded.
"What are you doing? What's with all this defense breaking?" Song Shan blinked, expressing his incomprehension. The sales of the game had skyrocketed in the past few days, with over 200,000 copies sold so far.
A game cost ten yuan, and now it had sold two million.
The current sales growth was still on a straight line, with no sign of slowing down, indicating that the market had not yet reached saturation.
As for games, as long as they were fun, players would still buy them in the future, and there would be a steady stream of income in the account.
At the very least, after the school teacher heard about Ye Feng's achievements during this period, his graduation was safe.
"As long as others say my game is very simple, I feel uncomfortable." Ye Feng squeezed his heart, the pain not seeming fake.
"So you're... designing a new game now?" Song Shan looked at his screen. Unlike simply swinging a hammer, the gameplay mechanism of swinging a hammer was very simple.
With just one glance, he could see the intricate game design. He could feel that the game content this time was much richer than Hammer.
"Well, this time it's absolutely brutal; I'll make them cry!"
Ye Feng clenched his fists, swearing!