I am the leader of the anti-racism movement.

"So you want me to die?"

"Excuse me, I'm the team leader."

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"What the hell?! We agreed on three games, then three more, then three more! It's almost 10 PM, boss! Don't I need to rest?!" Luo Fei slammed his fist on the table in despair. This is ridiculous! It's been well over 12 hours since he got up to leave for the competition this morning, and they're still expecting him to work overtime and stream? Are they abusing child labor?!

"Ahem~" The team leader coughed awkwardly, clearly aware that the request was a bit excessive.

"It's just that the club is temporarily short of money and can't afford to hire online trolls. Look, we've finally attracted a lot of traffic. Taking advantage of this opportunity to attract more traffic will benefit both you and the club."

It wasn't what he wanted at all.

The boss at the top didn't take today's situation too seriously. After all, it was just a pentakill. He could just give a little money to a few social media creators to make some videos to promote it and that would be it.

But no one could have predicted just how exaggerated the traffic of the Anti-Japanese War and Palace Bars would be in this era.

Countless netizens flooded WE's Weibo account, causing the page to freeze for a moment. By the time they finally reacted and prepared to handle the surge of traffic, it was already this late.

You have to understand that traffic, in a sense, is a small amount of money.

Traffic brings attention, attention brings appeal, and appeal attracts investors. Even if few investors come, WE can still make a fortune selling merchandise just from this traffic.

Besides, while male fans say they're hard to earn money from, that's relative. Once you understand their desires and pry open even a small corner, they'll continuously generate profits, eventually exceeding the total contribution from female fans.

Huh? You don't believe me?

Surely no one really thinks all otaku are poor?

No way? No way? No way?

With the help of this group of poor bastards, a certain man surnamed Ma has already taken the bus to receive the plaque for the richest man in the country, okay?

Are you kidding me?

As for the training matches...

Cough,

Um,

It's not uncommon for them to have access to strong LPL teams for scrims, so isn't it normal for them to take advantage of this opportunity to play ten or eight games? You can't blame him. You have to remember that a few months ago, only LSPL teams were willing to scrim with them. It's understandable that he accidentally took on too many scrims.

Moreover,

As long as he doesn't say anything, then he shouldn't have any problems.

perhaps.

Finally accepting reality, Luo Fei had no choice but to start a live stream on a seafood channel.

So, with the help of higher-ups and the seafood platform, countless lone wolves who were just about to open the dance channel to find pretty girls to practice their ancestral skills suddenly found a WE_Killer live stream link popping up on their webpage.

what! ?

Isn't that the anime jungler who got a pentakill today?!

Take a peek, just a peek.

Countless players flocked to the live stream, and after confirming it was real, they returned to their own bases to promote it. The previously quiet live stream room saw its popularity skyrocket within just ten minutes.

"Here it comes, here it comes."

"Damn it, I just clicked into the dance section next door a few minutes ago and almost couldn't get back."

"Oh? Well, it's good that you left quickly, otherwise you would have been drained of your body by that vixen late at night."

"Ahem, well, I came over after I finished taking care of this."

"6"

Luo Fei glanced calmly at the comments section. It wasn't that he didn't want to create a good show, but rather that he was simply too tired.

"Brothers who come in, please click the follow button in the upper right corner. Today I'll be showing you a few high-level ranked games from the Korean server." After saying that, he casually clicked on a ranked game, then closed the game window and started watching anime.

Since his main account on the Korean server is already in the top ten, a single game would take at least half an hour. He might as well watch anime on stream first, at least that would keep him alert.

then,

It was a live stream in the gaming section, but strangely enough, when I clicked on it, it turned into an anime series, and the number of viewers was constantly increasing.

"Wow, is this an axolotl? I love it."

"Holy crap, this woman's breasts are huge, wait, no, she's so white, no, what should I have said?"

"This is clearly a zombie movie, but why does it feel more exciting to me than watching the dance section next door?"

"Brothers, I'm all better now."

The live stream was showing the classic film, "The Apocalypse of Academia".

Despite being exhausted, Luo Fei remained calm. While other livestreamers were doing calisthenics to attract viewers late at night, if he wanted to maintain his viewership, he naturally had to fight fire with fire.

So, they pulled out this ultimate weapon.

Surprisingly, the results were unexpectedly good. Players who originally planned to stay and learn advanced game techniques ended up watching the anime, somewhat reluctantly. Once they started watching, they couldn't stop. Just as they were about to message the screen to ask what anime it was so they could learn from it, a large number of viewers suddenly flooded into the live stream.

"Hey hey hey, it really is Saiko-chan here."

"Huh? Are there really this many people here?"

"Huh, is Saiko-chan preaching? Well~ if it's Saiko-chan, it'll definitely be fine!"

"Oh, what's wrong with that? We're all anime companions, aren't we? Eek, honestly, I never thought I'd say something like that!"

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"Get out of here, you anime fans! Don't you have your own live streams?"

"I felt so ashamed for saying that. How did he even manage to say it?"

"Is this really a League of Legends livestream?"

"So embarrassing."

Seeing the resistance from the viewers in the live stream, the anime fans were completely bewildered.

Something's not right. Normally, if you like someone, shouldn't you accept everything about them?

为什么，他们好像有点抗拒发,于，群！9；8"0？2！0？5，8，？5。6二次元？

Why did it turn out like this...? For the first time, I had a favorite contestant, an idol I could watch anime with. Two happy things overlapped. And these two joys brought me even more joy. What I received should have been a dreamlike, blissful time... But why did it turn out like this?

They quickly realized that the problem stemmed from their failure to successfully promote the beauty of anime to the public, which created a distance between them and Saigo-chan's other audience.

Yes, as expected, the peace in this live stream room can only be perfectly resolved by them passing the torch.

In an instant, countless comments appeared with masterpieces such as "To Love-Ru" and "Parrot Goddess".

These experts are quite adept at missionary work.

你能拒发,于，群！9；8"0？2！0？5，8，？5。6绝二刺螈，你总不可能拒发,于，群！9；8"0？2！0？5，8，？5。6绝大奈奈吧。

No one expected that a small live-streaming room late at night would gather two major traffic sources from the Tieba forum "Wolong Fengchu," and there was even a hint of a merging trend.

Section 26, Chapter Twenty-Six: You Don't Understand Silver

Half an hour had quietly passed since the broadcast started. After glancing at the Korean server, which seemed to have remained unchanged, Luo Fei immediately closed the client and prepared to open the Chinese server to enjoy the game.

He's supposed to be a League of Legends streamer, you know? If he doesn't play games, his stream will just turn into a pure anime-watching stream. What's worse, because he's been watching anime the whole time, the viewers in the stream feel like they've been brainwashed, and he's starting to panic.

"Well, there might not be many people playing ranked games on the Korean server today, so I'll be bringing you a high-level jungle game from Ionia." With that, League of Legends started, and a mysterious ID immediately appeared before all the viewers in the live stream, with a silver badge underneath that was impossible to look away from.

ID: H天龙H Rank: Silver III

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After a brief silence, the live stream chat exploded with comments.

"You call this a high-level game?"

"I think you're the player with the lowest rank in the Chinese server right now."

"Wait, that ID looks familiar."

"Holy crap! How did you manage to snag this ID???"

The Silver rank initially attracted everyone's attention, as it was the first time a professional player had reached Silver. But that ID... well, that's a story in itself.

"I didn't expect you to be one of us. My apologies for my rudeness."

"Five rockets, how about I have this ID?"

"You're dreaming! My ID is only worth five rockets?"

"Then... I'll trade you my Suiryuukei ID?"

"puff!"

Countless viewers commented that they had never seen such a spectacular live stream before. Seriously, do all the big shots like to mingle in the chat these days? Could there be some moderator or a big shot from a certain P-word software hiding in just one of these chat posts?

RBQRBQ.

In the Chinese server, matchmaking for Silver rank players is pretty random, since Silver rank players make up more than half of the entire player base. I was lucky this time, getting matched with someone on the first floor.

As soon as he entered the game, before he could even decide what to ban, the chat box in the lower left corner was instantly flooded with messages.

"Second floor mid-lane, if you don't give it to me, I'll send it away."

"Thank you for the AD seat on the third floor."

"The player on the fourth floor specializes in Darius; his match record is verifiable."

"The fifth floor is not for assistance."

What the hell!

It wasn't until this moment that Luo Fei remembered. He wasn't playing in a high-elo Korean server anymore; no one would ask him to give up his position. He'd almost forgotten about those four standard Chinese server manners.