'Streamer, go rest. We're afraid you'll suddenly drop dead.'
'I worked hard, but I'm always just a little bit short. Who understands?'
'I thought Dai Xiaomei was already invincible, but I didn't expect Mo Zhi to be even fiercer. Whose wife is this?'
'Even a iron man would be incinerated in this situation!'
'Designer, come out, I'll give you another buff.'
......
The viewers comforted Mo Zhi with one remark after another after she broke down. However, Mo Zhi had no time to look at the bullet comments at this moment.
She was still venting, her keyboard caps scattered all over the floor, but she didn't stop.
Many viewers, seeing their streamer's reaction, silently congratulated themselves for choosing to watch someone else's stream and suffer.
The Slaughter line was simply devilish!
They figured their own reaction to the devil wouldn't be any better.
Mo Zhi vented for a full ten minutes until the keyboard was completely smashed. Only then did she recover.
"Why?!"
Mo Zhi, who had maintained her composure all night, couldn't hold on until the end.
Her face streaked with tears, she wailed, "I gave up so much, I even threw away my conscience, practiced so desperately, so why?!"
"Why can't I get past it!!!"
'I feel so sorry for Mo Zhi. Anyone would break down in this situation.'
'The streamer lost because she's too competitive. Looking back, you've already crushed so many people. Why not wait a few days and see how others get through it?'
'Serves you right! You deserve to pay the price for your choices!!'
'Who says that? If you can't say it nicely, go back into your mother's womb and redo it!'
'Everyone has the right to choose whether or not to play the Slaughter line. This line is an inseparable part of the entire game. Without this line, could you have discovered the handsome Fish Sister and Sans?'
......
The vast majority of viewers felt a sense of empathy and sympathy for Mo Zhi when she broke down.
A very small minority, overwhelmed by their "saintly" nature, felt this was her deserved punishment for harming underground creatures.
No one would be jumping for joy in such a situation, right?
Well, there was someone!
Lu Li leaned his head closer to the screen dedicated to showing the streamer's feed, his eyes filled with delight.
His satisfied expression was as if he were admiring the most perfect work of art in the world.
Look at this,
The corners of her mouth trembling uncontrollably in anger.
Her eyes, filled with defiance mixed with despair.
The action of smashing the keyboard, releasing all her accumulated resentment.
......
These were the most genuine reactions, naturally expressed through pure emotion, devoid of any contrived performance.
It was natural and masterful.
What else could this be but art?
Lu Li cut out this segment and played it on repeat, dancing a cha-cha to the air with Mo Zhi's breakdown roaring in the background.
It was just like Metatron dancing with the player under the moon.
He had this unique hobby since he was young, and gradually restrained himself after starting work. After transmigration, he released all his suppressed hobbies.
"Cha cha cha~~"
After a dance, Lu Li hummed a tune and sat on the sofa to get down to business.
The system had now collected 3 million resentment points.
He was still 2 million short of unlocking "Call of Duty," but he could use these resentment points to create the CG promotional video and Ghost's personal story first.
Teammates with tragic backstories and great power easily gained favor with players in games.
This warrior, whose life was ruined by betrayal, lost his identity as a soldier, lost all his loved ones, and even lost the name Simon Riley.
But even after enduring so much suffering, even when only a ghost remained, he still threw himself into the battlefield without hesitation.
Perhaps he just wanted to do something for this tragic world, and although Ghost could crawl out of the grave, and traverse through hail of bullets.
In the end, he couldn't escape another betrayal... Every time he thought of it, Lu Li couldn't help but sigh.
This was, in a way, his own lingering regret.
This work not only allowed Lu Li to collect more resentment points but, more importantly, to help domestic games go global!
The anti-war sentiment, reflections on war, and discussions on human nature conveyed in the work were also profound!
At the same time, it would familiarize foreign players with Lu Li's style, making it more satisfying when "Dark Souls" was released!
While Lu Li was celebrating, waves of widespread breakdowns were sweeping across the entire internet!
"Gaia!!"
"What is this!!"
Dai Xiaomei, happily slayed Asgore, only to let out a monkey-like shriek from the Psychic Flower the next second!
"Eh, watch my positioning... positioning... Your mom's positioning!!"
Bang bang bang!!
Even with Teacher Ma's good temper, he couldn't help but curse under such high-intensity abuse in this level.
"Yo, I really can't keep playing. If I play any longer, I think I'll have a heart attack!"
PDD, his lungs aching with anger, clutched his chest and shook his head. He'd have to risk his life for this kind of traffic, so it was better not to.
"Is Lu Li a devil? Making such a perverted game is pure torture!"
"Eh? How did I get past? Hahaha, I'm so awesome!!"
"wdn/
After washing up.
"Forget it, it's just a small game, no need to take it seriously."
She calmed her emotions and walked to the bed to sit down.
"Sleep, sleep!"
Turning off the lights, Mo Zhi lay in bed, sleeping peacefully.
Half an hour later, she suddenly opened her bloodshot eyes.
"Damn Lu Li, I'll f**k your grandma!!"
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