Chapter Two: The Audience Stunned into Silence

At this moment, the elderly viewers in the live stream were utterly dumbfounded when Chen Bo appeared on screen once again.

“The streamer’s come back from the dead!”

“That must have been special effects, right? You rascal, streamer, you toyed with my feelings! And I even called the police for you for free!”

“Idiot above, do you have special effects this realistic at home? This is better than Hollywood!”

“Could you people pay attention to the real point? Streamer, what’s with those clothes and that long hair?”

“Damn! Why does the streamer look younger now?”

“Rewarding the streamer Chen Bo with 1 gold coin for this delightful performance.”

“Alright, everyone, please be quiet for a moment. Let me tell you about what happened to me. Of course, I know you won’t believe a word I say, but it’s true—I’ve transmigrated!” Chen Bo declared.

This was a function of the system: whatever he said in his mind could be heard in the live stream. This “split focus” skill was a complimentary gift from the system—how very systematic.

“You all see it, don’t you? These clothes, this face, the decorations in this room—none of this exists on the mountaintop. Don’t say I went down the mountain; not even half an hour has passed, and I haven’t even reached halfway down. Yes, I really transmigrated! And I got a system, just like the protagonists in web novels.”

Chen Bo introduced a few of the system’s features to his viewers, then controlled the camera to take a tour around the room.

“Sitting quietly, watching the streamer brag.”

“Why did my tip turn into a gold coin? I tipped a hundred bucks and it’s just one gold coin?”

“Could the streamer actually be telling the truth?”

“No way! He’s definitely messing with us. The streamer must be some rich guy, staged the whole set, and did makeup to look like a pretty boy. That gold coin must be a new prop on Yaya Live. I’m the Truth Master here!”

“I’m new—what happened?”

Chen Bo gave a wry smile, then said into the camera, “As I said, I know you won’t believe me. But it doesn’t matter—the system just gave me three free lottery draws, and I’ll do them live for you.”

He continued with an air of mystery, “Next up, you’ll witness the streamer showing off.”

He silently recited his intention to start the lottery. Suddenly, golden light swirled before him, and when it faded, a roulette wheel like a Russian turntable appeared in front of Chen Bo.

The wheel was as large as a truck tire, divided into over a dozen segments, each featuring a different image: a matchbox, a lighter, a bicycle wheel, a car’s side mirror, and even something that looked like a domino tile, labeled “Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle!”

“Look at this, isn’t it amazing? When have I ever lied to you?” The viewers fell silent, stunned by what they saw. In truth, Chen Bo was just as shocked—this system truly was omnipotent.

“This big wheel is the lottery. All I have to do is think ‘Start Lottery’ and it spins on its own. There’s a needle-thin pointer in the center—let me zoom in for you.”

He adjusted the camera, and the pointer was clearly displayed in the stream.

“Of course, I saw a comment saying I was doing magic tricks. I have nothing to say to that—let’s let the facts speak for themselves! Let’s begin the lottery!”

As he silently spoke these words, the wheel started to tremble, then spun rapidly, faster and faster, until even the space around it seemed to twist and distort.

Startled, Chen Bo stepped back; if the system hadn’t promised there was no danger, he’d have bolted.

After a few seconds, the wheel visibly slowed, inching toward its final stop.

“Everyone, look, the pointer is on the women’s underwear… Wait, what would I need underwear for? Go on, go, move past it! Phew, that was close—what? Matches? Oh, come on, I don’t need matches either!”

As the wheel slowed, Chen Bo grew increasingly nervous—anything but matches, or he’d lose all the fun.

Three Pure Ones, Jade Emperor, Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Buddha Tathagata, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Erlang True Lord—please bless me!

Perhaps his prayers worked, for in the final second, the wheel shuddered and the pointer landed on the next segment.

And then… nothing seemed to happen.

“Uh, that was unexpected. Let me check on something real quick,” Chen Bo said awkwardly, before diving into the system’s inner space.

“System, where did the lottery prize go? You’re not playing tricks on me, are you?”

The system replied, “Host, the items you win are automatically stored in the system’s inventory. You can retrieve them by entering the inventory.”

So simple? Chen Bo exited the system and said, “Haha, I just checked with the system and found out what happened.”

With that, he retrieved an item from Inventory 7. To the viewers, it looked like he had conjured something from thin air.

“Look, everyone—this isn’t a magic trick. And if you still think it is, I really don’t know what to say. I honestly don’t know any magic that works like this.”

Chen Bo fiddled with the item he’d drawn and explained, “This is a Gu Worm, or so the system says. I have no idea what a stone-like thing has to do with the legendary Gu Worms.”

“But according to the system, this one is called the Vein-Congealing Gu—a strange name, but its function is incredible: it can repair shattered meridians! Since I’m currently a useless young master, getting this is like the protagonist’s halo shining bright.”

He put the Gu Worm away, not intending to use it yet, since the system warned of side effects.

With the system’s usual style, “a few side effects” probably meant suffering to the point of tears.

Next, Chen Bo used his remaining two lottery draws. One got him a hair clip, the other a pot of baijiu liquor.

It seemed his luck had run out. The hair clip was for women, and although quite pretty, it was of no use to him. As for the baijiu, he rarely drank, and with such strong liquor, one sip would knock him out.

“Oh well! The streamer got two items of little use. Too bad I can’t send things through the stream, or I’d give them away as gifts,” Chen Bo joked.

Just then, there was a hurried knock on the door.

“Young master, today is the family’s strength assessment. If you’re late, you’ll be punished!”

“Dear viewers, now the real show begins.”