There was a white computer desk with a cup of water, tissues, a phone, and a rotating glass ornament. Inside was an old photo of Ye Long's first love, Zhao Feiya, when she was fourteen years old.
The smell of smoke on the battlefield had disappeared. The dripping blood, broken limbs, collapsed houses, everything had disappeared.
It was as if he had just woken up from a bizarre dream.
However, a steaming chicken drumstick appeared in Ye Long's hand.
At the same time, on the computer screen, the popularity of Ye Long's stream was terrifyingly high. It was already close to four million views, and the number of gifts had also exceeded two million. The rolling bullet comments did not stop at all.
The live broadcast had also changed from the high-definition, 3D surround broadcast on the battlefield to an ordinary indoor camera.
Hence, everyone could see Ye Long sitting in front of the computer with a dumbfounded look on his face.
Of course, Ye Long wasn't the only one who was dumbfounded.
Millions of viewers were equally dumbfounded.
"F * ck, did I transmigrate back?”
"Host, is the drumstick in your hand real?”
"Holy shit, that's it?"
"It really has the nature of a game. Streamer, were you kidnapped by some unknown god to travel through time and space?”
"Truly terrifying."
"I don't understand what's going on.”
"The streamer herself is dumbfounded."
How could Ye Long not be dumbfounded?
Playing a game and suddenly traveling back to the real world PK during the Anti-Japanese War. After the PK, he could return to reality again.
No matter how he thought about it, it felt like a dream.
" Brothers, I think I'm back. If it weren't for this chicken drumstick and the 300 times increase in popularity in the livestream, I wouldn't have believed it. It feels like a dream…"
Ye Long forced a smile and took a bite of the drumstick. It smelled so good.
It was as if the drumstick had a unique magical power. The drumstick was so fragrant that Ye Long couldn't help but finish it in a few bites.
His body suddenly became warm. Before he transmigrated back, the voice that said good luck sounded again.
[Ding-dong. Congratulations on winning chicken dinner. Counting military merits…]
"Host Ye Long, you have killed 92 enemies in this battle, including 24 Japanese infantry and 68 Imperial Association soldiers. One of them is a second lieutenant officer. The number of military personnel is doubled, and you will receive 94 military merits.”
"Host Ye Long, you have destroyed the enemy's military arsenal in this battle, resulting in a huge impact. You have received 200 military merits.”
"Host Ye Long, you have obtained 200 military merits for killing the war criminal Takashima Yuusaburo who survived the battle.”
"Host Ye Long, you have successfully rescued 55 villagers from the Bai Village. Among them, 16 survived the battle and served the country. Thus, 500 military points are awarded.”
"Host Ye Long, you have received a total of 994 military points in this battle. You have been upgraded to a third-class private and all your attributes have increased by 1. Please continue to work hard and continue fighting.”
"The military merits have been distributed. Would the host like to continue fighting?”
Ye Long was dumbfounded after listening to the notifications. It took him a while to react and he subconsciously shouted,""System?"
" Yes, please instruct me, host."
'Oh my god, I've really obtained a system.'
Ye Long's mind was in a mess. Why did this military merit feel like he was going to level up after crossing the line of fire?
"System, check how many points are needed for the next level," Ye Long probed.”
Ye Long's eyes lit up as a form appeared out of nowhere.
Soldier 1, Military merits: 0-456.
Private 2, Military merits: 457-912.
"Private Third Class, Military Merits: 913-1824."
Private Second Class, Military Merits: 1825-3194.
[Private First Class, Military Merits: 3195-5016]
The requirements for leveling up were very strict. Strictly speaking, if one were to kill people, they would need to kill about 5,000 people to be promoted to private first class.
Ye Long couldn't see the military merits of the officers behind him, but he knew in his heart that they would definitely be the same as FC.
"Isn't your system too perfunctory? Wearing a chicken dinner shell and using the FC upgrade system? Isn't this reckless?"
"You're right. Then, do you still need this system? If you don't need it, the system will immediately leave and change to another host.”
Ye Long was shocked. Yes, of course!
Although it was dangerous to kill the Japanese on the battlefield, it was also very exciting. Moreover…he could obtain a considerable income and a huge amount of popularity!
The livestream had gained nearly four million views and two million in revenue. This was something that Ye Long had never even dared to imagine before.
High income naturally came with high risks. Ye Long had always believed in the principle that the cost and the reward were equal.
"There's no need to change, but I won't accept any missions for the time being. I need to rest for a while.”After Ye Long finished speaking, the system interface disappeared.
In the live broadcast room, the audience was still discussing intensely.
They couldn't see the conversation between the system and Ye Long. Everyone was still trying to determine the authenticity of Ye Long's transmigration.
Ye Long looked at his popularity points, which had already risen to four million, and then looked at the two million yuan in tips. He sighed,""It would be great if I could get all this money…"
Ye Long's family was very ordinary. His parents were just small employees in his hometown. In his hometown, he had a grandfather and a single second uncle who depended on farming to survive.
In short, this was a very ordinary family. Ye Long's previous income from streaming was around 5,000 to 8,000 yuan per month. It was inevitable that he would be tempted when he suddenly saw such a huge sum of money.
As soon as he finished speaking, a notification sounded from his phone. He picked it up and took a look…
Your bank account ending with 9527 received a transfer of RMB 2,118,560.00 at 17:06 on October 24th…
Ye Long…
After checking his phone for half a minute, Ye Long turned to look at the reward quota in the live broadcast room.
Two million yuan had become a few hundred yuan, and this was just when everyone had just tipped him again.
The audience also noticed this change and exclaimed.
"Brothers, I think I can directly withdraw the money from the live broadcast room…I don't even need to share it with the platform?”Ye Long said in confusion.
“6666……”
" Awesome, my Ye Gou."
" This move is really 6."
"What the f * ck…"
"I'm not surprised. You can even ban their administrator rights. What else can't you do?”
"Crazy, hahahaha."
At the live streaming platform company, the group of managers looked at each other, extremely dumbfounded…
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