Chapter 3: Three Blind Boxes Delivered, Unboxing

[Hurry up and open it, I can't wait anymore.]

[Hahaha, I'm even feeling a bit nervous through the screen, it's like checking college entrance exam results.]

[Brothers, what did you all send? I sent a pot, how's that?]

[I sent my boyfriend's hair shaver, hehe.]

[What kind of hair?]

[Of course, it's my boyfriend's leg hair! What, you think it's for shaving chicken feathers?]

[The Streamer is so handsome. I secretly sent out my sister's pink pajamas, hehehehe.]

[Sister: Listen to me, thank you, I'm going to beat you to a pulp when you get home...]

The bullet comments were flying, some were just spamming, others were driving fast.

Lu Xian returned to an open area on the beach, dropped the bundle of vines, and asked everyone in the livestream room:

"Are Family members ready?"

The bullet comments responded:

[We've been waiting for ages.]

[Open it, open it!]

[Open! Open! Open!!]

"Then I'll start the draw, package submissions are closed."

Lu Xian smiled, feeling expectant in his heart.

He then silently chanted to use his Survival Talent.

Immediately after, a die that looked about one cubic meter in size appeared out of thin air in front of him.

The die had pips from 1 to 6.

"Next, I will roll the die, and whatever number lands face up is how many packages I can open."

Lu Xian had already explained these rules to them many times.

The rest just needed to be proven in practice.

Lu Xian picked up the die and felt it was very light.

"Here goes!"

He shouted, lifted the die, and threw it high into the sky.

Whoosh~

The die rose into the air, spinning rapidly.

Then it fell and rolled onto the ground.

[Six! Six! The bigger, the better!]

[! It must be one!]

The bullet comments surged.

The audience in the livestream room held their breath, not even daring to swallow their saliva, watching the rolling die nervously, afraid of missing anything.

The moment the die stopped, everyone in the livestream room frantically sent bullet comments:

[Huh? Three?]

[Three!]

[Three!]

It was clear that the result was in.

"The die shows three."

Lu Xian walked closer to look, still saying with some joy.

It wasn't the highest number, but it wasn't the lowest either.

"That means I can draw three packages from the ones you sent."

"Before I rolled the die, you had sent a total of 20,226 packages."

Because Lu Xian's Survival Talent is Myriad Heavens Express, he naturally knew the number of packages sent.

Bullet comments:

[Wow! 20,000 items! So many...]

[That's like one in every 6,742?]

[I, in my humble opinion, sent one thousand items. I'm playing with probability theory, hurry up and praise me.]

[Liar, you can only send one. The Streamer already said so.]

[Yeah, I couldn't send another one after the first.]

At this moment, Lu Xian spoke up again:

"Next, your packages will be randomly assigned a number."

"There are 20,226 items, so they will be numbered from 1 to 20,226."

"For the sake of fairness, I will randomly pick three numbers to select three packages."

The bullet comments started arguing:

[Random is fine.]

[Since it's the first time playing, we can pick three. Why not pick the first numbered package for a good start? Then pick the last one, and then pick one in the middle?]

[Hey, that suggestion is also not bad.]

[I think random is better.]

[The Streamer said the numbering is random too. The first numbered item doesn't mean it was the first one sent. My suggestion is worth considering.]

Lu Xian naturally noticed the discussion in the bullet comments.

He felt that some of the viewers' suggestions were indeed worth considering.

To increase the lively atmosphere in the livestream room, Lu Xian thought of a good idea and said:

"How about this, I'll set up a poll. Whichever group gets more votes, we'll choose that method, how about it?"

"Direct random, type 1."

"Specify numbers, type 2."

"The poll will end in one minute, please vote in time."

Subsequently, all viewers in the livestream room saw a voting pop-up.

The vote counts for both options were growing rapidly.

Soon, the voting time ended.

Direct random, votes: 7,719.

Specify numbers, votes: 20,025.

Unexpectedly, in terms of votes, [Specify numbers] crushed [Direct random].

"The results are in."

"We will specify the numbers this time. The three packages will be number 1, number 10,113, and number 20,226."

Lu Xian said.

Everyone in the livestream room agreed.

But there were also a few who objected that there wasn't enough time and that more time should have been given.

He ignored them.

Using his Myriad Heavens Express Survival Talent, he began to select the corresponding blind box packages.

Soon.

The die disappeared.

Three packages of different sizes replaced it, appearing in front of Lu Xian.

The bullet comments in the livestream room were in an uproar, everyone was shocked, as if they were witnessing an important historical moment:

[It's actually real!]

[Holy crap, this is amazing! You can really send things to the Survival World!]

[Can you send living things? I want to send myself there to play!!]

[My package wasn't picked, it just got returned, eh?]

[The Survival Talent is fierce, this Streamer is bound to be a hit!]

[Unbox, unbox, unbox!]

At this moment, the viewer count in Lu Xian's livestream room was skyrocketing, quickly rising to 70,000.

"The packages have arrived."

Seeing the real packages in front of him, Lu Xian was also incredibly excited.

He took a deep breath and said:

"Next, it is time to witness the unboxing of the blind box packages."

"We will open the first package first."

Because he didn't have a knife to cut the packing tape, Lu Xian had to find a sharp piece of shell nearby.

And the appearance of the first package gradually appeared before everyone in the livestream room:

[It's a paper box, and it actually has the sender's name on it?!]

[It has a code, package number 01, thoughtful! Proves there's no behind-the-scenes manipulation!]

[Sender: Bu Yao Wen Rou? Looks like a screen name, is this person in the livestream room?]

But the bullet comments were flooding in, and no one knew if the person themselves had commented.

"Thank you to the friend named [Bu Yao Wen Rou] for sending this package."

"Now, let us witness together the first package I open in the Survival World."

Rip~

Lu Xian cut open the package seal.

He discovered there was another box inside the paper box.

It looked like a shoebox.

A look of joy appeared on his face:

"A shoebox?"

"It seems this friend [Bu Yao Wen Rou] saw that I was wearing flip-flops and it was inconvenient for outdoor activities, so they specifically sent a pair of shoes?"

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with good shoes. I hope I will wear these shoes well to complete this survival challenge and live up to expectations."

"Thank you."

Lu Xian was pleasantly surprised and smiled as he thanked a viewer in the livestream room.

The audience in the livestream room were all watching the drama:

[Shoes? The first package looks pretty good.]

[I actually want to see the Streamer get disappointed.]

[+1.]

[How come that shoebox looks familiar to me? It doesn't look like men's shoes...]

Suddenly.

The vibe in the livestream room shifted, and the bullet comments flooded in:

[Hahaha hahaha!]

[I'm dying of laughter ╯ ∀ ╰ ...]

[It is shoes, but... hahaha!]

At this moment, Lu Xian had already opened the shoebox.

His expectant smile instantly froze on his face.

He was dumbfounded.