Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'
Chapter 217 - 040. Dian Xiao Ji Beng Ma Ying

Chapter 217: 040. Dian Xiao Ji Beng Ma Ying

Xi Silong saw that his livestream was quite popular and had a brainwave. He got someone to move over a few barrels of beer from the bar that the Allied Forces had already taken over, and had Li Aozi promote the products while livestreaming.

Li Aozi felt it wasn’t enough, so he called for Banam to drive over in a hovercar, bringing a set of barbecue equipment and plastic chairs.

Sitting on a plastic chair at a street food stall, Li Aozi nodded in satisfaction. This was the soul of a barbecue.

Holding his long sword under his arm, he started to aim the camera carelessly at Sulut Palace in the background, snacking and drinking while chatting with Banam and Xi Silong, casually introducing the history of Grante to everyone.

Here was eating and drinking, there was covering fire, and the wind blew the aroma of the griddle cooking into Sulut Palace. The garrison, smelling it, felt their noses prick and their eyes become red.

Li Aozi took a bite of chicken steak and sipped some beer, then started introducing to the viewers in the livestream:

"Folks, give some support to our Grante native wheat beer! Our beer is made from the best cereal on Azure Star, with a crisp taste, carrying the aroma of hops and the sweetness of fruit, not bitter at all, very delicious. For orders please contact— ah, sorry, it’s already sold out, you’ll have to pre-order now."

With outstanding showmanship and sales techniques, Li Aozi’s livestream viewership soared, and in a short time, the livestream bypassed the traffic restrictions and ranked seventh on the trending list, with a concurrent viewership of 126,000.

The irony was that in sixth place was the spokesperson from the Frost Plated diplomatic department, Liu Zhidong, with a viewership of 137,000, who was sternly negotiating with the Sky Ring spokesperson.

While one was discussing the fate of nations with an uncertain future, the other was a handsome young man eating and drinking, performing explosive artistry.

The contrasting styles of the two livestreams, when put together, immediately reminded people: isn’t this essentially the same thing!

Li Aozi, forced to flee by Frost Plated, was defeated and exposed Frost Plated’s anti-humanitarian experiments, and Frost Plated was also striving to maintain its international image, attempting to downplay and whitewash the issue of anti-humanitarianism.

Viewers from around the world, before, most of them viewed Li Aozi’s livestreams from a bystander’s perspective, with some curiosity, some were simply enamored with Li Aozi’s personal charm, and others sought a sense of satisfaction from shooting fireballs.

Now, the grievances between Li Aozi and Frost Plated were once again on display, and when people unconsciously recalled the atrocities of Mingji Humanity mentioned recently, the compelling evidence presented by Sky Ring, the sanctions implemented by various countries...

All of this pieced together, a thought suddenly sparked in the viewers’ minds:

’Could I do something about it?’

Seeing what looked to be a bout of giving his old employer a good thrashing about to unfold, netizens from around the world immediately became interested, whether for a laugh, to fan the flames, or perhaps out of a sense of justice.

In any case, they started to take action.

They fervently supported Li Aozi, showering him with gifts and barrage of comments, virally spreading the livestream link everywhere, and even remembered to return to Snake Clear’s website for a ’nostalgic visit,’ drawing traffic from all over to gather here.

The heat of the livestream grew steadily, and Li Aozi’s actions and image were reshaped. In people’s hearts, he went from being a violent thug using violence to control violence, to a true fighter against tyranny.

His popularity kept rising, not only surpassing the official Frost Plated livestream, but also due to the surging heat, the corporation behind the livestream immediately saw Li Aozi’s potential and lifted his throttling, swiftly sending recommendations and prompts to numerous users’ devices.

The terminals worn by the soldiers inside Sulut Palace buzzed, they unlocked their screens, and the first push notification was Li Aozi’s livestream.

"Enough!"

The four Third Rule Agents stationed inside the palace couldn’t take it anymore, if this continued, what would they look like!

Traitors who betray their nation are hailed as heroes, this is the ultimate humiliation to the state.

Slam!

The leader of the Third Rule agents, Ben Jiesheng, was so enraged that he crushed the terminal into a hunk of scrap metal; the battery burst into flames and fell to the ground. He unceremoniously commanded his companions behind him:

"Enlitte, Bodela, you two hold this position. Zuo Jiajun and I are going to kill that detestable traitor!"

"No!" The female agent Enlitte set down her sniper rifle and immediately objected, "Commander, our task is to guard the Sulut Palace until reinforcements arrive. We should not launch an attack before then..."

"Exactly!" Bodela agreed as he fired his rifle at Li Aozi, only to have the bullets blocked by Gravity, cursed under his breath, then added, "Commander, if we go out now, there are too many people outside. It’s just a waste of ammunition and energy."

"Third Rule: Eliminate all external threats." Ben Jiesheng’s artificial eye rotated, lighting up with a dark red electronic glow as he coldly stated, "The biggest external threat right now is Li Aozi, this bastard!"

"Leave it to us." Zuo Jiajun took off his military cap and donned a gas mask, "As a biochemist, I will create an area with poison gas. Zuo Jiajun and Commander Ben Jiesheng, can’t we take down just one person?"

"But—" Enlitte began to argue but was interrupted by the infuriated Ben Jiesheng:

"No buts! Our nation is under humiliation, while we just sit here. What will the citizens think? What will His Excellency the President think? We are the Third Rule. If we don’t defend the safety of the colony, then what’s the point of our existence?!"

"By the blessing of the Twin Queens! White Frost Plating Clothes, unstained by the initial intent!" Zuo Jiajun, a fervent nationalist, pounded his chest and shouted, "Everything we do is for the happiness of the Frost Plated People, and Li Aozi is destroying our efforts. What is there to question?"

"Stop whining."

Ben Jiesheng possessed a military-grade lung prosthetic, not at all fearing the erosion of poison gas. He stood up, braced himself against the wall with one hand, flipped over the cover, and boldly walked into the garden of the Sulut Palace, with Zuo Jiajun closely following, a biochemical poison bomb already falling into his palm.

"Hey, Li Aozi, your time of doing evil deeds is over."

Ben Jiesheng took off his military cap, the coat of the Third Rule whipped high in the wind and snow, like the wings of a Black Dragon; he nonchalantly extended his hand towards Li Aozi, who was sitting on a plastic bench at the big stall, with a cigar in his mouth:

"Turn off the streaming room."

Li Aozi casually finished the skewered meat on the iron stick and took a slow swig of beer, saying leisurely:

"If you want it, you’ll have to come and get it yourself."

He slowly stood up, lifting the Plain Slash Long Blade as the plastic chair was immediately blown away by the wind, with Banam quickly getting up to chase after it.

"But you know what the consequences will be."

Ben Jiesheng squinted his eyes, "I knew you would say that."

He lifted his hand, and a sharp blade immediately sprang out from his prosthetic arm.

"It’s time to put an end to all this!"