Pokémon, but cultural invasion

"It's definitely clickbait."

Undeterred by the barrage of pessimistic comments, Qi Shu frowned, pondering a solution.

The little rock doesn't move in a straight line; its trajectory is a circle centered on the tip of its long-handled hammer that hooks onto the ground.

"I understand!"

In a flash of inspiration, the strange tree manipulated the small fist stone, hooking the long-handled hammer at the boundary between the snake zone and the rock-breaking zone.

With a gentle push of the handle, the Geodude's body detaches from the cliff face and moves in a semi-circle towards the snake area.

When the small fist's thick, white arm brushed against the boundary of the snake zone, the earth shook violently, and the giant rock snake burst out of the ground.

A glint flashed in Qishu's eyes, and his Geodude returned the way it came, using its long-handled hammer to swing away from the area of ​​impact with the Onix.

"Rumble rumble rumble—"

Geodude and Onix passed each other by, the latter dragging its long body across the entire screen, speeding away like a train.

"Wow, she's really skilled!"

"Seducing Cheng Kun!"

"Invincible? You can even play like this?"

As Onix's long tail gradually disappeared from the screen, Qishu, while controlling Geodude, chuckled and said:

"It's clear that it's unlikely to be hit by an Onix if you're prepared."

"The game's creator had some ideas, but unfortunately, in the end, all they could do was deceive and steal... Waaaaaahh ...

The giant rock snake didn't go far; it turned around and launched a counterattack.

It came flanking from the left side of the screen with lightning speed, and poor Geodude was hit head-on once again.

"A second time."

Wow, they even have psychological warfare!

"The author is a talented person."

Watching the little geode roll down the hill with nowhere to get a foothold.

Qi Shu's fair face flushed red at a visible speed; she was so angry she laughed.

"Snapped!"

She exited the game platform and closed the Master Ball ranking waiting window.

He quickly changed the name of his live stream to "No End Until Level Completed".

"Where's the main theme of the live stream?"

"I have a feeling tonight will be a sleepless night."

"Great! Night shift workers are in luck."

Qishu suppressed the urge to smash the handle and silently whipped the little fist stone upwards.

On her third attempt through the gravel area, she found very few usable stones. Had it not been for her meticulous planning the previous two times, she would have been stuck.

Three minutes later.

Geodude stood in front of Onix's area once again.

The strange tree used the same trick again, and a giant rock snake appeared.

She didn't rush up, but waited for the Onix cutscene to end.

Amidst a rumbling sound, Onix appeared and circled out from the left side of the screen.

The tree continued its climb only after the giant onyx had disappeared from the right side of the screen for quite some time.

After walking a few steps, a pterosaur pattern made of obsidian appeared on the rock wall to the right.

"Last time it was Onix, this time it's a pterosaur?"

Qi Shu gripped the handle tightly. Knowing the author's style, she didn't believe the pterosaur would be as foolish as Onix and charge at her.

They must be up to something again.

"It's clear that the author has run out of ideas."

"It gets boring if you keep setting traps."

"This game is so well-made."

"A rare and wonderful adventure game."

Aside from the laughter and applause brought by Qishu's mishaps and Hongwen's defeat, some viewers began to notice this unique game.

Compared to other puzzle games of the same type on the market, this game is far superior in both gameplay and fun.

Even if it ends here, it will still be an absolutely great game.

Qi Shu followed the same method, lingering around the pterosaur area, but never quite entering the mural zone.

The pterosaur, which could symbolize a trap, has yet to appear.

After enduring three minutes of this, Qishu couldn't hold it in any longer.

She moved forward hesitantly, testing the waters three times before taking each step.

"Is it possible that pterosaurs never existed at all?"

"Then let me ask you, what is the significance of the murals?"

Upon seeing the comments, Qishu suddenly realized what was going on.

An unnamed rage rose within her, and she manipulated the small rock to rise rapidly.

I almost screamed in my head, "Where are the pterosaurs? Come out!"

But there was no further activity until the pterosaur mural completely disappeared.

Having successfully navigated the Pteranodon zone, Qi Shu showed little joy; her face was pale, and she gripped the controller so tightly it made a clicking sound.

"You mean the anchor battled wits with thin air for three minutes?"

"I'm dying of laughter. The author has really mastered the art of psychological warfare."

"I'm blind. It's so quiet. Has Qishu's live stream not started yet?"

To make matters worse, a rock face painted with a giant rock snake appeared ahead.

Is there a trap or not?

This is a problem.

The pupils of the strange tree began to tremble.

Chapter Six: The Famous Streamer Works Non-Sleep

"So fast?"

After checking on the Pokémon's sleep during his night patrol, Izumi took out his phone and glanced at it.

The strange tree has passed through the mural area and is moving on to the next set of tricky challenges.

It has to be said that a less skilled streamer might still be lingering in the gravel area at this point, but Qishu is different; she truly has a talent for playing games.

That's why she's faster than most people at trying out prank tools.

After being fed Shi in quick succession, Qi Shu's face turned pale and then flushed.

As the instigator, Izumi felt no remorse.

It is perfectly legal and just to direct traffic to one's own masterpiece (referring to spending a day with a multi-faceted beast).

As it turns out, Qishu's live stream was very successful.

The frequent use of provocative and controversial titles propelled her livestream to the top of the platform's popularity charts.

Quanshu also received purchase requests through the game developer's backend.

Whether it's viewers eager to buy in the live stream or onlookers shocked by the electric fan, they are all potential buyers.

The profit split for Nintendo's Hell games is 30/70. For every copy of Digging Up sold, Izumi earns 840 yen.

If a game's sales exceed a certain amount, the author's share of the revenue will increase accordingly, potentially reaching as high as 20/80.

Although refunds do occur when the trial period ends, they are ultimately in the minority.

Unless the author incurs public wrath, has an unstable stance, or betrays the player community.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to issue refunds on a large scale.

The night at Tingxiang Welfare Home is peaceful. Quanshu walks on the soft lawn with a hand lamp in hand.

I heard the crisp sound of my shoes breaking grass stems, and the wind rustling through the trees.

In the distance, the occasional flapping of Moro moths' wings and the clatter of trains passing by on the tracks could be heard.

The dim light of the lanterns illuminated the wooden stable, where the Pokémon were all fast asleep.

A few little ones were drooling or unconsciously frowning, as if they were having a nightmare.

According to Izumi's observations, the Pokémon in this welfare home all have some degree of psychological problems.

Come to think of it, a healthy Pokémon doesn't need a trainer and can survive independently in the wild.

The Pokémon that huddle together for warmth here must have flaws.

"Bui——"

Eevee, who was dozing off at my feet, was being led to bed by Izumi. Izumi smiled and said, "Why don't you go to sleep first? It seems like the headmistress gets off work very late."

As he said this, a faint light appeared on the path outside the door.

Two lights meet in the darkness.

A young girl carrying large and small bags stopped in front of the gate.

The sweat from her heavy walking soaked her short-sleeved shirt, the misty blue fabric faithfully covering the full, rounded contours of her chest.

Quanshu subtly shifted his gaze.

He opened the iron gate.

Lanxing brushed a strand of hair that was stuck to her forehead. "Thank you."

She saw the lantern in the courtyard not far away and realized that it was Quanshu patrolling at night.

Although it wasn't enough to change Lanxing's opinion of this guy who abandoned his elderly grandfather to pursue his dreams, Quanshu was at least doing his job diligently now.

"How's the flyer distribution going during the day?"

"That's all for now."

Lanxing felt slightly frustrated, recalling the rapidly decreasing thickness of the flyers that morning.

It wasn't because passersby were interested in the orphanage; it was simply because the distributors of the flyers appealed to their aesthetic sensibilities.

Looking back at those sticky gazes, could such a person be a benevolent donor?

She doesn't know.

The sound of flapping wings came from the night sky, and several Pidgeys and Murlocs landed in the low trees in the yard.

Izumi understood that the Pokémon at the orphanage were also worried about the headmistress who was alone outside.

“I took a detour to buy food and medicine, which took me longer.”

"Give me the heavy stuff."

Quanshu patted his arms.

"Thank you for your kindness, but patrolling at night is already hard enough. You don't need to help me out."

Lan Xing hesitated at first, her crystal-clear eyes flashing with conflict, before finally firmly refusing.

The character can change expressions three times in a second, displaying an astonishing range of emotions.