Chapter 96: Friends Bracelet

Why are other systems never so greedy? Chen Bo felt utterly miserable. Compared to the protagonists of other novels, he was nothing but a loser! The system was even more of a trap—a pit so deep and unavoidable that he had no choice but to jump in.

Fortunately, there was finally a way to prevent this counterfeit Century Red Fruit from killing him in extravagant ways. But the problem was, he didn’t recognize a single alchemist! Not to mention master-level alchemists, who were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns in the Wild Continent.

As for why refining the fake Century Red Fruit into pills would eliminate its side effects, Chen Bo had a rough idea. Presumably, it involved using other substances to neutralize its potency and dividing the medicinal power into dozens of pills, allowing the body to slowly absorb it instead of dying in spectacular fashion.

“Damn, this familiar system trope! Is the streamer about to get an alchemist skill next?”
“Upstairs, that’s highly likely! Maybe the streamer really will get an alchemist skill!”
“No way! That’s just a novel cliché! This is the real world—don’t judge it by fictional tropes!”
“Hey, upstairs, you’re taking things out of context! Novels come from life, right? So their tropes must have some grounding in reality! Better to believe it than not! I don’t know who said that, but it makes perfect sense!”
“You must be a web novelist yourself! And one of those writing 5,000 words per hour! You typed that entire paragraph in under a minute—impressive! A true role model. I have a friend who’s written 200,000 words and only has 320 bookmarks. He’s about to publish another 100,000 words and is doomed to flop!”
“I think you’re a web novelist too, even faster than the last guy—unbelievable!”
“Huh? You caught me. Since you know, I’ll stop hiding. Yes, I’m the legendary flop on Qidian for ten years! My pen name is ‘Twenty Years of Failure.’”
“Stop talking nonsense! Qidian didn’t even exist twenty years ago! Back then, it was the era of Golden Books and Banyan Tree websites battling for dominance. The online literature scene was a wasteland.”

“You sure know a lot; you must be a veteran! But hey, this is Yaya Live, not the web novel circle. Is it okay to barge in like this?”
“Well, someone on Longkong said streamers earn more than web writers, so I couldn’t resist stirring the pot. I’m baffled—how are these two unrelated careers even comparable?”
“I saw that post too! Ridiculous. That guy said streamers’ net worth reaches tens of millions, so their annual income must be tens of millions. Net worth isn’t income—so stupid. Even I know more than that idiot.”
“Exactly! Some celebrities have net worths in the hundreds of millions, but that doesn’t mean their annual income is that high. Concerts, filming—they pay a lot to companies and keep little.”
“Right! Wang Bao’s net worth is high, but that wild horse he rode off with was only a few tens of millions. Can a streamer’s yearly income really match Bao’s hard-earned money?”
“I’m in live streaming too. It’s a pyramid income model. Top streamers can earn millions annually, but just millions, not tens of millions. A friend of mine is a top streamer worth over 20 million, but last year he only made a few million, including merch sales.”
“Actually, streaming income is less than that of web literature, but streaming has only been around under ten years, while web novels have been developing for over twenty. They’re not comparable yet; maybe incomes will even out in the future, but not now.”
“Still, streamers have way more big spenders than web novel authors! Streamers live off tips, while authors mainly earn from copyrights, then subscriptions, then tips.”

Chen Bo’s heart ached. Dealing with such an unreliable system was frustrating enough, and now there were so many unreliable viewers! Didn’t anyone care about the fragile heart that had been so harshly wounded?

Fine, Chen Bo said nothing, and naturally, no one in the livestream knew what he was thinking.

*Ding dong!* Congratulations, host! You have obtained Friend Bracelet 1! The Friend Bracelet—whose origin system Chen Bo couldn’t recall exactly, but it was definitely from either a domestic or Japanese anime—was said to be extremely powerful.

There were two Friend Bracelets: one worn by the host, the other given to someone else. The wearer would become the host’s closest, best buddy—one who’d be willing to risk everything for the host!

If the host gave a bracelet to a beautiful woman, congratulations—the day he loses his virginity would be just around the corner! If he gave it to an enemy… cough cough, the enemy would no longer dare to harm the host and would instead regret it. How would that regret manifest? Even suicide was possible.

Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn! Chen Bo’s excitement was beyond words. Today’s luck was exploding!

Apart from the first worthless check, everything that followed—the thousand units of mid-grade yuan stones, the system storage upgrade, the counterfeit Century Red Fruit, and now the Friend Bracelet—were all incredible gifts!

Especially this bracelet—if given to a powerhouse capable of sweeping the Wild Continent, who the hell would dare mess with Chen Bo in the future?!

Well, that was Chen Bo’s fantasy. After all, which strong warrior would be dumb enough to just wear the bracelet obediently? That was simply impossible!

A pair of pure gold bracelets appeared in Chen Bo’s hand. He had to admit—they were quite beautiful. Whether seen through a man’s eyes or a woman’s aesthetic, the bracelets were stunning.

So this was the legendary unisex charm! Truly powerful!

Chen Bo slipped one bracelet onto his left wrist, holding the other as he pondered how best to use this thing for mischief—er, good deeds!