Indeed...

Chai Chai looked at the screen, a sigh of relief escaping her.

Based on the revolver, hoodie, Anti-Dragon Berserker Helmet, and the way he spoke, she instantly recognized the figure on the screen as Li Ang.

The broadcast perspective of this Gate Scramble wouldn't mark the specific identities of the players, and there were currently no kill notification subtitles or elimination notification subtitles.

The characters, skills, and fight scenes appearing in the picture were all explained by commentators from various platforms.

Apart from the commentators who were players themselves, most of the ordinary commentators had received short-term emergency training, generally understanding the ID names, guilds, power systems, and previous win-loss records of the top 300 players.

They could chime in with a few sentences when the players were analyzing the situation.

However, many of the top 300 players chose to temporarily disguise themselves and hide their identities.

This led to some commentators with insufficient eyesight and knowledge being unable to distinguish who was who, and they had to bite the bullet and comment randomly.

For example, "This player feels like they have a huge advantage! This player is charging up! This player has been instantly killed!"

"Like a demon lord descending from the sky, truly a deity on earth. This player... is amazing!"

"Professional commentary is all about daring to make judgments! I declare that these three from Gen-Sys Biotechnology have already won, impossible to lose. They are Naberius, ranked 91st in individual combat power, Andras, ranked 104th, and Hundred-Faced Demon Throat, ranked 117th. The combined combat power of these three is enough to fight against players in the top 50.

If they lose, I will eat the screen behind me on the spot!

What? The one opposite them is Hohenheim, ranked 6th? Oh, never mind then."

Scenes of such face-slapping were common, drawing ridicule and protests from the audience—a major responsibility of commentators was to analyze the situation and help the audience make better bets.

Of course, the blame couldn't be entirely placed on the commentators. Think tank teams from official agencies in various regions would also make misjudgments. After all, there were too many factors that determined the outcome of a battle.

Terrain, the physical and mental state of the contestants, skill and equipment cooldown times, previous win-loss records, and the psychological burden brought by off-site forces.

There would always be times when predictions were wrong.

When the scene of Liu Wudai being chased by Ming Huang Chiyan and others appeared on the screen just now, Chai Chai was worried for a while.

Later, Liu Wudai made a last-ditch counterattack, instantly killing three people, and was then suppressed by Ming Huang Chiyan himself, about to be injected with parasitic wasp eggs.

The situation changed rapidly, and the off-site commentators were shocked and speechless. Just when everyone thought Liu Wudai would withdraw from the competition or be controlled by parasites, a bullet flew in from nowhere, neatly blowing off Ming Huang Chiyan's head.

This led to incredulous exclamations from the commentators.

The detectors in the Killing Game didn't have a teen mode, and the bloody scenes were on full display. Various live broadcast platforms faithfully presented the scene of Ming Huang Chiyan's skull flying—

Originally, some official agencies were considering installing patch software on the live broadcast platforms to automatically identify bloody scenes and censor them with mosaics.

However, considering that the Killing Game was impartial and its encroachment on the real world would become increasingly intense in the future, it wouldn't stop encroaching just because there were teenagers.

In the end, they gave up on the harmony patch and let the global audience adapt in advance to the difficult and dangerous environment that might come in the future...

Even a powerhouse ranked 99th in individual combat power, a first-tier combatant of European Heavy Industries Group, the leader of a Brazilian gang, or one of the Seven Wuhai, could die at any time.

In the environment of the Killing Game, ordinary people could only become stronger and adapt to this painful but opportunity-filled era.

Thinking of this, Chai Chai subconsciously touched the ancient book *Jidu Anchi Jiuyou Yin* placed on the table. The book's ordinary brown-yellow pages seemed to possess magic, distorting the surrounding light.

Like Li Ang's [Crystallized Mind Power Handbook - Beginner], this ancient book was also the first volume of a three-volume set, containing the complete power system called [Jidu Anchi], specializing in soul cultivation, with a total of nine levels, called Jiuyou (Nine Netherworlds).

The upper three realms were Tongyou (Connecting to the Nether), Shuyin (Art of Concealment), and Yinshen (Nether Spirit).

She had only completed Tongyou and just entered the Shuyin realm, and she was already able to ignore the sunlight and walk under the scorching sun.

If she could cultivate the Yinshen, according to the ancient book, she would be able to understand her own nature and open up her Qi Sea with her soul, no longer needing to rely on Yin energy.

She could condense a physical body, cast many spells,

And she could also become ethereal at any time, fly through the air, and travel a thousand miles a day.

The only problem was that the text, layout, writing style, and usage habits of this ancient book *Jidu Anchi Jiuyou Yin* didn't seem to be products of Earth...

Buzz buzz—

The phone vibrated, a QQ call from Wang Congshan.

It's here.

Chai Chai's heart tightened. A major reason she stayed in the real world was to help Li Ang cover up, pretending that Li Ang was still active in the real world as normal.

Chai Chai coughed twice, adjusted her voice, and answered the phone, "Hello..."

Wang Congshan's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Watching the livestream," Chai Chai replied, "The official livestream, channel one."

At this moment, channels three of the Global Supernatural Alliance and channel seven of the Special Affairs Bureau's official livestream were broadcasting scenes of Li Ang and Liu Wudai—the commentators pointed out Liu Wudai's ID.

Because of Li Ang's disguise (not wearing the dragon-head white coat, using new weapons he hadn't used before), they couldn't temporarily determine his identity (or maybe they were pretending not to know).

But none of this affected the commentators' exclamations of amazement.

Wang Congshan said on the QQ call, "Hey, I thought you would go to Twitch and watch those beautiful female commentators on unofficial channels."

"What's so good about that?"

Chai Chai curled her lips and said disdainfully, "Weak voices, slow speech, hesitant judgments, monotonous vocabulary, deliberately flaunted cosplay costumes.

Besides the curves and faces, there's nothing to recommend them.

Besides..."

"Besides what?"

"Cough cough, nothing."

Chai Chai coughed twice and brushed it off.

Li Ang had told her that the Killing Game had abundant medical resources and that cosmetic surgery was especially popular. Even a pig could be transformed into the reincarnation of Pan An, as beautiful as Xi Shi.

And according to some rumors on the player forums, many secret societies wanted to officially appear in front of the world during this Lost World event and promote their business to the real world.

Those beautiful female commentators on the unofficial Twitch channels might be cross-dressing men, face-changing monsters, or even non-humans, such as goblins, trolls, or gnolls modified by the Demon Scientist Alliance.

Of course, there might also be genuine succubi, who specialize in playing on the edge in the live broadcast room, harvesting willpower to strengthen themselves—the succubus bloodline can also be considered a path for charm stat builds.

Chai Chai changed the subject and said, "By the way, did you place your bet?"

"Huh?"

Wang Congshan was stunned for a moment, "Not yet, waiting for the official text message. By the way, hurry, switch to channel nine first."

"Channel nine?"

Chai Chai tilted her head, opened the webpage, and immediately saw four beautiful girls with striking looks, "Huh? Isn't this..."