The Tipping King: How I Mastered Live-Stream Alchemy

The glaring red numbers were both striking and dazzling.

Jiang Feng slowly stood up, gazing at the terrifying vote count, and suddenly burst into laughter, “Hahahaha~~~”

Abruptly, his laughter ceased, and with a clenched fist, he raised a thumb, “Brothers! You guys… are awesome!”

…

Baiyu was dumbfounded.

Not only him, but the Chats in his live broadcast room were equally stunned.

99,8420 votes!

How is this even possible?!

Did a live broadcast room with just over 400 people manage to pull off such a vote count?

Am I crazy or has the world gone mad?

They say it’s easy to hustle money from Kings on the Sound Wave Platform, but this is beyond insane!

This isn’t a Golden Hustle; this is daylight robbery!

Even the 5000-person live broadcast room fell into a brief silence, like a duck with its throat squeezed, unable to utter a word.

After a while, someone finally reacted, sending a bullet screen with a sense of disinterest.

“Sigh, this is boring, I’m out.”

“Exactly, what a joke, claiming to be the number one in push-ups across the platform, only to be defeated.”

“Just 500 and you’re exhausted, why not call yourself the number one weakling instead.”

“Foolishness.”

The Chats in the live broadcast room gradually left.

Not forgetting to spit at Baiyu on their way out.

That’s the nature of online platforms; in reality, if someone could do 500 push-ups in one go, I’d shout ‘awesome’.

But sorry, this is the Sound Wave Platform; being defeated means being defeated.

Being mediocre is the original sin.

Without the skills, don’t take on the challenge; the more arrogant you laugh, the quicker the slap in the face comes!

“How is this possible…”

Baiyu stared blankly at his final vote count: 765,450 votes!

Already impressive, but still no match for Jiang Feng!

[Streamer Xiao Yu: “(Stunned) Yu-Ge actually lost…”]

[Streamer Cloud Shadow: “Why didn’t the manager vote at the end!”]

[Manager Shen Jianfeng: “I did vote, how could I not, but the opponent suddenly threw in 7 Carnivals, who could have seen that coming?”]

Shen Jianfeng felt wronged too.

In Baiyu’s live broadcast room, apart from the usual Kings, the rest were management accounts sent over this time.

Several Carnivals earlier were voted by the manager leading the Kings, with expenses nearing 10,000 yuan.

During the last 30 seconds of the last-minute snipe.

He used the management account to vote for 2 more Carnivals, but the Kings didn’t vote, can this be blamed on him?

[Manager Shen Jianfeng: “Baiyu’s push-ups didn’t match up to the opponent’s, the Kings didn’t want to vote, there’s nothing I can do.”]

[Streamer Naturally Uncommon: “…”]

[Streamer Moli: “…”]

Shen Jianfeng decided to let it go, and the atmosphere in the group dropped to an all-time low, long gone was the previous vigor.

[Streamer Cloud Shadow: “Now our Stellar Guild has truly become the laughingstock of the industry…”]

…

“So, do you accept the punishment?”

Jiang Feng’s nose was practically pointing at the ceiling, making Baiyu feel utterly frustrated.

Damn!

What are you being so arrogant about?!

At this moment, if Baiyu were to say: I’ve never seen anyone as arrogant as you.

Jiang Feng would surely reply with a chuckle: Well, today you have~

“I accept!”

Baiyu felt like he was bearing the weight of humiliation.

His face was burning red from Jiang Feng’s figurative slap.

“Good that you accept…”

Jiang Feng chuckled, “Hmm, let me think. You couldn’t beat me in push-ups, and you didn’t out-gift me either. According to the game rules, your punishment is doubled! It has to be something serious to live up to that… I’ve got it!”

His eyes lit up with a mischievous glint, and he let out a peculiar laugh, “I’ll give you three choices. You can pick any one of them, and once you complete it, I’ll consider your punishment fulfilled.”

Baiyu already had a bad feeling about this. He gritted his teeth, “Don’t go overboard.”

“Of course not!” Jiang Feng declared righteously. “Unlike you, my punishments never involve personal insults, physical punishment, or anything unhealthy. I’m all about positive energy!”

Well, that was a relief…

Baiyu let out a small sigh of relief, only to hear Jiang Feng casually say in the next moment, “Write a Surrender Letter for push-ups. Just write, ‘I, Baiyu, on xxx date, competed in push-ups with streamer Jiang Feng and got thoroughly beaten. From today, I admit defeat and beg Jiang Feng not to hit me again. I’ve surrendered.'”

“And post it in your live broadcast room for 15 days, without missing a single day!”

Baiyu’s eyes widened: ????

What?! How could he be so ruthless?!

This was like stabbing the heart after the kill!

Baiyu protested, “I…”

Jiang Feng waved his hand dismissively, “What do you mean ‘I’? This Surrender Letter doesn’t involve personal insults, right? It’s just stating the facts…”

Baiyu’s face turned an angry shade of red, “…”

Facts, my foot!

He wanted to argue, but when he opened his mouth, he realized… he couldn’t refute it!

Damn it!

[Lv11 September Moonlight: “Hahaha, this is hilarious! The streamer is too funny, a Surrender Letter, that’s brilliant!”]

[Lv8 Berserker: “Cool, I love this!”]

[Lv25 Childish Queen: “Hmph, let him be so arrogant at first. Regret it now, don’t you? Serves him right!”]

Baiyu gritted his teeth, “What’s the second option?”

There’s no way he’s writing that Surrender Letter!

Not in this lifetime!

He’s a big streamer with over 5000 viewers; if he really wrote that and posted it in his live broadcast room, where would he put his face?

Besides, posting it would just give Jiang Feng free publicity, right?

Would he be that stupid?

“As for the second option, it’s simple.”

Jiang Feng smiled, looking benevolent, “It’s better to resolve enmity than to keep it. How about this, you’re short by 230,000 points. Now, if you do enough push-ups to make up those points, I’ll call it a draw between us, and we can forget about the punishment. How’s that?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the live broadcast room erupted in laughter.

[Lv11 September Moonlight: “Pfft-! Hahaha, the streamer is savage!!”]

[Lv14 Sagittarius: “Cool, the streamer is so slick, I’m getting chills from ‘better to resolve enmity than to keep it…'”]

[Lv8 Berserker: “Ahem, I don’t see anything wrong with it. Make up the points and it’s a draw. The streamer is quite merciful.”]

[Lv5 Fairy Mist: “Hahaha, exactly, merciful.”]

Release also laughed; this streamer really was… right up his alley!

To be fair, these two punishments were exactly as Jiang Feng said, not involving any personal insults or anything. Pure positive energy.

Just… a bit harsh.

Hahaha.

“So, how about it? Is this acceptable?”

Jiang Feng looked disdainful, as if saying, “I’m doing this for your own good, and you still don’t accept it?”

Baiyu was so angry his face turned blue. Damn it…!!!

For my own good, my foot!!!

230,000 points… converted to push-ups, that’s 460!

You might as well just kill me!

His arms were already weak, his legs shaky. Forget 460, he wasn’t sure he could even do 60.

Jiang Feng was getting impatient, huffing, “This won’t do, that won’t do. Don’t you have any sense of manly responsibility? Who was it that said this was a game between men?”

“What, can’t handle losing at PK?”

Jiang Feng loudly questioned.

Baiyu’s face flushed red, unable to utter a single word in response.

The online viewers had already dropped from over 5000 to nearly 3000.

Baiyu finally couldn’t hold it anymore and pleaded in a low voice, “…Hey, buddy, what’s the third option?”