Chapter 142 - Beyond Godly Drawing Skills (1/2)

BunToothJi was already a well known uploader on 8th Station before she began streaming on the platform. She had submitted her gaming videos, and she was very good as well. Her voice was sweet and gained her a big following, so she opened a stream on 8th Station focusing on these sorts of games.

Her specialty was playing a wide range of different games. Some people said this was one of the reasons why she wasn’t destined to become a famous streamer who had an annual income of over 10 million. Of course, some also said this was why she would become famous. “Destiny” has a tradeoff.

Of course, what surprised many people was that despite BunToothJi always switching up her games, her Bun army had always remained an adhesive bunch. Statistically, the fanbase for a video game streamer usually consisted of fans of the same game, but BunToothJi’s Bun army seemed different. Aside from some video game fans, most of them were fans of BunToothJi herself. They watched her stream no matter what she played even if it was a game they never played and weren’t planning to.

When Meng Fan went to her live stream, she was playing “Persona Five”. This had been the main game of her recent streams.

Meng Fan had never played this kind of game before, and the art style seemed to be very gothic. The content looked to be the suspenseful/thriller type. He recalled BunToothJi had been a fan of Mr. Sleepy’s “There’s A Spirit Underground”. Thinking back, she wasn’t being superficial when she said that.

BunToothJi explained the game as she played. Her voice was really nice to listen to. It was the kind of voice that had things hidden inside it.

Meng Fan watched her stream for a while and began to send gifts to BunToothJi. He sent a one smoldering smoke worth 1024. He then sent another one, and another, and another. He sent out 10 in one go.

This would increase the experience for the wealth distribution mission. Currently, he had distributed 80,000 HXB.

He left a message, thanking BunToothJi.

Then… BunToothJi’s support character ended up being GG’d somehow. Either way, Meng Fan didn’t understand the mechanics of this game.

“666! Meng boss is a godly tycoon!”

“Hahaha, when Meng boss came, BunToothJi’s thousand-year well of calmness was disrupted!”

“Thousand-year calm well or just a lonely well can we be clear!?”

“Wait, I thought she was a dried well?”

“Oh no, Ms. Bun’s heart was taken!”

“I’ve been waiting for three years to be robbed by a radish dealer?”

“Is Meng boss here to propose with his carrots?”

“Meng boss is a real man. If you guys get married, you have my blessing!”

“What’s wrong with the Bun army today? Are you trying to disrupt the entire bun soldiers around the world?”

“Why does it feel like we are marrying her off? Did I miss something?”

BunToothJi left the stream to drink some water and return to a screen full of live comments. She smiled. “What are you guys going on about? You’re scaring Meng boss!”

When those words came out, the live comments immediately went sour.

Meng Fan saw the barrage of comments and quickly slipped out. He then sent a Wechat message to thank BunToothJi.

When she saw the message, she replied with a smiley emoji and continued streaming.

Meng Fan left the stream and went to call some take out.

It had been a while since the end of the tournament, and he was really hungry. He still had to draw until 3:00 am as well.

He chatted with Wu Tong as he ate his take out.

Wu Tong had watched his stream tonight and was very curious regarding what happened between Meng Fan and BunToothJi. Since she wanted to know, she asked him directly. There was nothing wrong with asking, so Meng Fan told her about the pervert during his night tour in Wuzhen.

After their conversation, he continued to draw.

Both mangas he was working on were supposed to be updated twice a week. For a normal artist, it was already hard enough to update once a week. But Meng Fan had no problem updating four times a week.

Of course, this was related to the fact that most of the existing manuscripts had already been completed by someone else. If he was creating it on his own, Meng Fan wouldn’t be able to update once a week no matter how fast his hand speed was.