"No need to guess blindly, sisters, just look at that hint of jawline he shows, it’s already quite perfect!"
"Girls obsessed with appearances are really terrifying. I’m different; I’m a devoted male fan who just wants to see him in women’s clothing..."
Meanwhile, Su Tiankuo, aiming to demonstrate his prowess and surpass the storyline, had already gulped down several mouthfuls of water and was continuing to read the script mechanically.
Honestly, he was reading until his saliva dried up.
With each line of text generated on the document, ellipses in the live chat became more frequent.
"To be honest, though I’m not a writer, I feel Bai Lu seems more like the real writer."
"Absolutely, the one doing voice input over there, has that expressionless mechanical feel just like when I’m goofing off reading textbooks..."
"Can a person really think so coherently? I’ve been watching the stream for over an hour; the plot is so smooth and continuous without a single pause. Does his brain really work that fast?"
"I don’t believe it."
"I don’t believe it."
"I don’t believe it."
The barrage flooded the screen.
Su Tiankuo glanced at it coldly, even more dismissive at the moment.
He casually flicked his hair, and just then, the stream’s beauty filter fell offline again, exposing his greasy hair and his equally bloated and exhausted face, making him look exceedingly unhealthy.
Yet Su Tiankuo was oblivious to this.
He didn’t even know that due to the intermittent beauty filter offline buff, his stream was noted by many viewers, becoming a daily check-in influencer stream room.
Not for anything else, just to see them without the beauty filter.
The upper management of the company was overjoyed with the one thousand dollars.
After all, regardless of the reason, attracting users is always good.
Five hours is truly too long. Bai Lu wrote until the fourth hour, completing a total of 15,000 words, and then he completely stopped, unable to continue.
He was like a dead pigeon, complaining with a salty fish tone to everyone:
"I can’t do it, I can’t do it, this is too much writing, I can’t handle it, I need to rest."
The readers unceremoniously mocked him.
"Look, it’s the pigeon, he’s back again."
"Sure enough, it’s the salty fish I’m familiar with, daring to slack off at such crucial moments."
"Pigeons have no future, laziness has no good outcome."
"Coo coo coo, coo coo coo, coo coo coo coo coo."
Bai Lu leisurely started drinking tea and playing games, while on the other side, Su Tiankuo had never been so intensively voice typing before, and now his throat was completely hoarse, sounding tight and uncomfortable, with fewer and fewer people sticking around in the stream room.
Finally, the five hours elapsed.
Bai Lu had already published everything he wrote, 15,000 words, which was enough to prove the effort of the pigeon.
But for Su Tiankuo, a mere 15,000 words were inconsequential.
Within 5 hours, reading aloud without pause, he successfully wrote 80,000 words, now released all in one go, the storyline instantly surpassing Bai Lu. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on n0velfire.net
The cost was his throat being dry and hoarse, almost unable to speak anymore.
Bai Lu shook his head silently in the live chat: "This is too extreme..."
But enough is enough.
Dealing with this kind of person, delaying too long is giving him face.
Readers were anxious about being surpassed in the storyline because the development was reasonable and smooth from the other side, yet this way, it’s hard to determine who copied whom.
Even from a literal standpoint, disregarding the existing evidence, Bai Lu was still losing.
But the involved party didn’t panic a bit.
The live chat in the "Bamboo" stream room had more and more readers focusing on the final outcome, while on the "Black Cat" streaming platform, Su Tiankuo finally revealed a satisfied smile.
With a hoarse voice, he broke to say the words he had been wanting to say:
"Now, who’s the real plagiarist?"
"Don’t rush," Bai Lu laughed.
He slowly recited this pen name, the tone lightly flippant, with a hint of disdain.
"Since all the stories were brewed maturely in your mind, and the plot flowed so smoothly—then may I trouble you to close your eyes and tell me, among the words you wrote today, how did Su Liao defeat the Tiger Demon King?"
"By the way, tell me, which character is Fei Feng? How did they appear?"
The people in the live chat were puzzled.
80,000-word update, writing and publishing simultaneously, they all kept pace.
The Tiger Demon King was a mini-climax in the recent plot, where the protagonist utilized his innate bloodline explosion to seize the critical moment against the Fox Demon King.