157: Independent Regiment

Gao Xiaofan looked at the three burly men who had turned their heads away in shock.

Are they even human? It's one thing to make someone drive for so long, but to watch adult films without including them? That's just too much.

Li Yuer stood to the side holding the Gimbal, listening to the conversation in a daze. She felt inferior; these were the real damn die-hard fans.

The conversation was clearly transmitted to the livestream room, and the viewers burst out laughing, frantically sending bullet chats.

"Who gets it? What the hell is this Independent Regiment? This bunch of idiots is killing me with laughter!"

"Is the Independent Regiment still recruiting? I want to sign up for my friend; he's stupid enough!"

"True fans! Doesn't Brother Wo Zi have to offer up his butt now? Manual doge face~"

...Gao Xiaofan sat on his chair, looking at the crowd before him speechlessly.

Several burly men went back and forth, taking tables, stools, beer, and cooked food out of the Prado.

Before long, the table was covered with food: roast duck, braised beef, peanuts, beer, and freshly cooked braised Bream.

"Come, let our Independent Regiment toast Brother Wo Zi!"

After saying that, the four burly men stood in a row under the shocked gazes of Qiu Gu, Li Yuer, and Gao Xiaofan. They raised their beer bottles, tilted their heads back, and started chugging away.

The more Gao Xiaofan watched, the more something felt off. Why was one of them crying?

"Wait, wait, brother, why are you crying?"

It's one thing to cry, but this was way too much. It was like he was peeing; had his tear glands exploded?

And the color was yellow!

Hearing Gao Xiaofan's words, the other three burly men stopped what they were doing and looked in unison at the crying man.

"You're seriously so damn weak!"

"Exactly, you've practiced for so long and still haven't mastered it!"

"Spot on, you've completely embarrassed our Independent Regiment!"

Hearing the three men's words, the crying man stopped. He lowered his head, beer streaming down his face, looking utterly aggrieved.

"I can't do it, bro. I really can't drink like this!"

Looking at these jokers, Gao Xiaofan silently picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

He didn't want to talk, fearing he'd be influenced by them.

The phone on the tripod nearby was aimed at them, and the fans in the livestream room were laughing uncontrollably.

"I can't take it, this is so entertaining. I finished a whole bowl of rice while watching the stream only to realize I haven't eaten a single side dish yet!"

"So embarrassing! Driving the most 'overbearing' car while being the biggest idiots!"

"I was always afraid to approach Brother Wo Zi, but seeing the Independent Regiment, I've suddenly gained some confidence~"

It had to be said, the Independent Regiment was great at livening up the atmosphere. Before long, everyone was chatting excitedly.

Gao Xiaofan realized that these people had all met in the livestream room. The one who cried while drinking was the Company Commander, and he was actually still a University Student.

The Regiment Commander was the oldest, and the Prado belonged to him; his specific profession was unknown.

The Second Battalion Commander was next in age. He worked for Huolala, but he'd been talked into joining the Independent Regiment by the Regiment Commander and somehow started this journey to find Brother Wo Zi.

The Italian Cannon, Pillar, was a chef. He too had been mysteriously talked into it, and more importantly, he ended up as a 'cannon'.

As for the last one, the Company Commander, he was a junior in college who joined later. With nothing to do at school, he'd followed them out in a daze.

"Our Independent Regiment has quite a few people, but most didn't have time, so only four of us came this time!"

The Regiment Commander said in a muffled voice. After a while, Gao Xiaofan realized that was just his natural tone, not because he was in a bad mood.

"Yeah, little wuling had to go to school too, otherwise we would have brought him along!"

The Second Battalion Commander looked regretful.

When Gao Xiaofan heard 'wuling', it felt so familiar.

"Yeah, it's that wuling divine vehicle who tricked you and caused the car to 'groundbait'. We gave him a beating~"

Hearing the Company Commander's words, Gao Xiaofan was shocked. Holy crap, was it really that scary?

"Don't listen to their nonsense. They already liked to cause a stir in the livestream room. After going to Chacheng, we just happened to have a meal together. Then he heard the benefits of our Independent Regiment were good, so he joined our squad~"

The Regiment Commander explained quickly.

"Give me a break. What 'good benefits'? It's just sending some videos in the group every day. I've said it so many times—I don't like Japanese or Korean ones; I want domestic ones~"

The Second Battalion Commander retorted with a side-eye.

Gao Xiaofan's expression became strange. So that was the kind of benefit he meant...

"Thank you for your love and support. Thank you, big brothers!"

Gao Xiaofan stood up and spoke humbly to the Independent Regiment, then tilted his head back and downed the beer in his glass.

He had to be humble. Although there was a University Student younger than him, did the guy even look like a student? He was sturdier than an ox.

"We've been watching your livestreams all along. We were especially thrilled when we saw you were going to participate in the Kings Battle!"

Right after the Regiment Commander finished, before Gao Xiaofan could reply, the Second Battalion Commander curled his lip.

"Yeah, the three of them argued the whole way, insisting on being Brother Wo Zi's third teammate."

"In the end, man, the beautiful Yuer made them give up on that idea. Hahahaha!"

The other three members of the Independent Regiment curled their lips upon hearing the Second Battalion Commander's words.

"Are you guys planning to participate in the Kings Battle too?" Gao Xiaofan picked up a piece of fish and frowned.

The freshly cooked fish had cooled down quickly in the wind, and the texture wasn't as good anymore.

"We're considering it, but the Company Commander probably won't have time."

After saying that, the Regiment Commander suddenly became embarrassed.

"Um, Brother Wo Zi, can we travel with you for a bit?"

"Don't worry, we definitely won't disturb you!"

Gao Xiaofan looked at the expectant faces of the burly men and nodded.

"It's fine. It's just a fishing trip; the more, the merrier!"

Before he could even finish, three of the Independent Regiment's burly men started celebrating—shaking their hips, roaring, and jumping around.

The three members of the Chu Qiao Squad watched the scene in shock. Fortunately, the Regiment Commander seemed relatively normal.

The three looked at the Regiment Commander, only to see him sitting on a stool with his eyes closed. Huh? What was with that look of intoxication and satisfaction on his face...? Inside the meeting room of the Kings Army Competition Organizing Committee, Deng Yuan and the Person in Charge couldn't help but chuckle as they watched the livestream on the projector.

"It seems our worries were unnecessary. Against opponents like this, even I could do it."

The Person in Charge said casually with a slight curl of his lips.

"For now, they are indeed not worth mentioning. But we still can't let our guard down. After all, they haven't registered yet, and the team roster isn't finalized. Who knows what kind of trouble they'll stir up when they register."

Deng Yuan frowned as he looked at the screen.

"Since Gao Xiaofan could say he'd quit the internet, it means he must have some sort of reliance. No matter how dim-witted he is, he should know the weight of those words."

The Person in Charge nodded after hearing this and stopped talking.

"By the way, I'll probably be busy later. If anything happens, just call me."

After saying that, Deng Yuan waved goodbye, rubbed his hands together, and walked out of the room.

The weather was getting colder and colder.