Chapter 123 The streamer ran away with his bucket and entered the inner city.

Of course... Choose to return!

Just pack up and run away!

Don't be fooled by how easily the C-rank evaluation requirements were completed for this challenge.

In reality, the difficulty of making money was secondary.

The livestream room's interactive challenges are the real trap.

As a viewer who has been watching livestreams since birth and has twenty years of survival experience, Lu Xian knew this task was just a segment meant to prank the Streamer.

Today's mute street performance was fine.

But if tomorrow came with a 'challenge to kiss 100 men on the street'.

He would either be disgraced and completely ruined on the spot.

Or fail to complete it, get eliminated, and lose his qualification as a Challenger.

So, after receiving the money.

Lu Xian found an excuse to slip away and disappeared into the crowd.

Suddenly.

The viewers in Lu Xian's livestream room all received a notification:

{The Streamer you follow has ended the stream, thanks for watching.}

Moshi moshi?

Ended the stream at light speed?

Everyone in the livestream room was dumbfounded.

Lu Xian actually slipped away before it was even dark??

Fine, fine, fine, so that's how you want to play, Streamer??

I've noted it down in my little notebook.

Meanwhile.

The viewers from Lu Xian's livestream room dispersed to other livestream rooms.

Some even went to the livestream rooms of the other nine people in the same Survival World as Lu Xian.

Among them, a D-Class Survival Challenger named Zhao Daqiang.

Three hours later.

Based on information from the livestream room's chat and asking around, Zhao Daqiang finally found the Muscular Man and issued a 100kg arm strength rod challenge.

Zhao Daqiang's survival livestream room:

[The Xian Army has arrived.]

[Pfft, what is the Xian Army?]

[Hahaha, coming from Lu Xian's livestream room.]

[Come on Streamer, surpass Lu Xian. That dog actually ended the stream, I want to teach him a lesson!]

[How many is the Streamer going to challenge?]

...

"I want to challenge the 100kg arm strength rod 1,000 times!"

Zhao Daqiang was a D-Class Challenger who mindlessly added points to his physique, which was as high as 45 points.

He thought 100kg wasn't difficult.

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole crowd was shocked:

"1,000 times??"

"Brother, are you sure? That's a 100kg arm strength rod!"

"If it were 50kg, it wouldn't be impossible."

His livestream room was even more amused:

[Good guy, simply a good guy.]

[A real man goes for a thousand?]

[Streamer, I support you, unlike a certain Streamer who just ran away.]

[Laughing to death, a fierce Streamer who chased a B-Class and slashed at him, actually quit after playing for one day.]

[Doesn't play by the rules, love it, love it / Don't stop me from drawing my sword.]

When the night market opened.

The Muscular Streamer had restarted his stream.

His mobile livestream room no longer had 100,000+ people, only four thousand plus.

"Brother, are you sure it's 100kg?" The Muscular Streamer's eyes lit up.

Could this be another tough guy who shouldn't be judged by his appearance?

He sized up Zhao Daqiang; this person was 1.9 meters tall, bulky, and looked like a tough guy.

Maybe...

"Sure, is it 500 dollars for one 100kg rep?" Zhao Daqiang grinned and rubbed his hands.

"Ah? 500 dollars each?"

The Muscular Streamer was instantly dumbfounded when he heard that.

500 dollars each was only possible because a "God-tier" donor sponsored him.

He had emptied his wallet that afternoon and didn't have that much money left.

The livestream revenue wouldn't be settled until next month.

"Ahem, brother, 100kg is 10 dollars each. If you can do more than 10, anything above 10 will be 15 dollars each."

The Muscular Streamer coughed and said.

He couldn't afford 500 dollars each.

If another 200,000 came, he would be streaming while in debt.

"15 dollars each? Why did I hear it was 500 dollars each?"

"Can you give more?" Zhao Daqiang frowned, looking displeased.

He hadn't made any money today and had even lost 50 dollars on travel expenses.

The Muscular Streamer looked troubled:

"This... brother..."

The Muscular Streamer's livestream room egged him on:

Let him do it, make it 30 dollars each for anything over 50.

30?

If it's 100, that's 3,000, which is not bad.

But if the livestream room's popularity rises, it's worth it.

"That works too." He nodded secretly, looked at Zhao Daqiang, and informed him of the new rules.

"Fine."

Zhao Daqiang was a bit unhappy, but still agreed.

Subsequently, the Muscular Streamer handed him a 100kg-level arm strength rod.

"Watch closely."

Zhao Daqiang took a deep breath, looking at the hundreds of thousands of people in his survival livestream room.

"1, 2, 3..."

"Damn, this guy's speed is even faster!"

"Can he really do 1,000?"

The crowd exclaimed.

"99, 100! Another one who broke 100, so fierce."

However.

Ten minutes later.

"254... 255..."

The crowd's counting was obviously much slower.

At this moment, Zhao Daqiang was straining, his face red, biting his teeth as he pushed. It wasn't just physical exhaustion, but also mental fatigue.

"This won't work."

"Compared to that handsome guy, it's like comparing a dragon to a pig."

"With a pearl in front, the tile and stone are hard to match."

"Hahaha, if he can do 1,000, I'll eat shit while doing a handstand."

"You shouldn't speak wildly."

The onlookers' mocking laughter rang out.

Hearing these mocking sounds, Zhao Daqiang couldn't hold it together; his strength gave out, and he only did 274.

"274, this is actually quite impressive!"

"How much money?"

"7,220 dollars!"

"This isn't in the same league as 200,000."

Passersby discussed it.

The Muscular Streamer checked the livestream room's popularity; it was 10,000+, but hadn't broken 20,000+.

Meanwhile, Zhao Daqiang's survival livestream room:

[Good guy, over 7,000, in the blink of an eye it's about to complete 7,799.]

[But comparing it like this, Brother Lu is still fiercer, straight to 200,000.]

[Over 7,000 is not bad, okay.]

[It's time and fate, no God-tier donor standing by.]

[Lu Xian is the protagonist, naturally he has the protagonist's treatment.]

[Slipping away, slipping away.]

The number of people in the livestream room dropped sharply.

On the other side.

In the empty room of Challenger City.

Lu Xian checked the settlement results for this time.

{Congratulations to Survival Challenger No. 74066 Lu Xian, for completing the D-Class challenge task (III): Playing for Real: Starting the Survival Game with 79 Yuan.}

[Calculating this round's achievement points: Street Performer, Temporary Upstart... Total achievement points: 5.]

{You completed the livestream room interactive task, evaluation coefficient increased.}

{...}

{Congratulations to Survival Challenger Lu Xian, this survival evaluation is 75, grade C.}

{Rewards have been distributed.}

Lu Xian looked at the three glowing rewards appearing before him.

Information appeared before his eyes:

[Free Attribute Points 10.]

[C-Class Medicine Chest + 1.]

[D-Class Item Chest + 1.]

The rewards this time were much fewer.

At this time, his Survival Level had also reached 80% of D-Class.

Just one more round, and the experience points would reach 100% of D-Class.

Then he could start the advanced challenge to promote to a C-Class Challenger.

"The total evaluation score is 545, and achievement points are 1,485. I can exchange for some good items before the next challenge."

He had to use his evaluation points in the next survival challenge, otherwise the remaining 50 points from the first survival period would expire.

After the settlement was finished.

Lu Xian received the keyword for the next round of survival challenges.

[Primitive Tribe].

"Go to Challenger City."

A passage appeared in the white space.

Then Lu Xian was teleported into Challenger City.

"Women's team for C-Class high-martial arts dungeon, looking for women, no men."

"Seeking treatment potion for broken leg recovery."

"Acquiring C-Class dungeon scrolls with heavy rewards."

...

The streets in the city were lively and noisy.

Magicians, Vajra Monks, Orcs, and various types of Survival Challengers were setting up stalls and shouting.

Lu Xian arrived at the 18-story giant tower in Challenger City.

Myriad Worlds Tower.

"Exchange for a B-Class skill."

He walked up to the [Merchant] NPC and said directly.

"Hello, please pay 200 points."

The black-robed Merchant smiled slightly.

Then 200 points were deducted from Lu Xian's evaluation points, leaving 245 points.

When the challenge starts again next time.

If survival skills are not disabled, he will obtain a B-Class temporary skill.

After the exchange.

Lu Xian, holding the Unparalleled Badge, was teleported in front of a majestic city built on the clouds.

The inner city of Challenger City.

At this moment, the golden city gate, hundreds of meters high and wide, resembling a heavenly gate, opened.

At the entrance, an armored giant with a physique like a mountain looked down at Lu Xian, with a voice like thundering lightning:

"The city gate is open, holding the Unparalleled, you may enter."