Chapter Three: Explosive Results

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Chen Churan quickly took the headphones and lowered her voice, saying, “Teacher Cheng, mind your limits!”

Cheng Ziqiu made an OK gesture, signaling it was fine.

He wasn’t really brainless; how could he possibly teach tomb raiding live on air? The internet isn’t a lawless zone—keyboard warriors might pretend occasionally, but if he actually did that, he’d be caught by the authorities within ten minutes, and if lucky, might get a single room for a while.

He was only saying that for the sake of the live broadcast.

As expected, the viewers in the chat went wild with excitement.

“Teacher Cheng is awesome, daring to say that! Could it be we’re about to learn something new? Maybe we’re seeing a real-life tomb raid? But why does Teacher Cheng seem even more professional than those old Nine Gates?”

“That’s right, I think so too. Teacher Cheng looks young but knows so much about this stuff. Do you think he was really a tomb raider before? Otherwise, how can we explain it?”

“Could this be the legendary boy who’s old beyond his years?”

“Gifted prodigy?”

“Nonsense!”

The chat buzzed with speculation.

Just then,

Carnival X1!

Carnival X1!

Carnival X1!

The user “Big Face Cat” was desperate and tried throwing three Carnival gift animations into the stream one after another.

Cheng Ziqiu blinked, clearly not expecting such a savvy move.

He had casually mentioned it, and the other side actually sent three Carnivals.

But teaching was out of the question.

“Thanks a lot for the three Carnivals, brother, much appreciated.”

“I’ll accept the gifts, but my boss just told me to keep it low-key, or the stream might get shut down. How about this: big brother, since you’ve sent gifts, I can’t teach you how to dig a tomb tunnel, but I can dance for you instead.”

“My square dancing skills are top-notch!”

“Finally, a word of advice: protecting cultural relics is everyone’s responsibility.”

Cheng Ziqiu pointed regretfully at his headphones.

At that moment, “Big Face Cat” must have realized he had been played by this substitute streamer.

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Dance? Yeah, right—like I’m going to watch you dance.

“I bought a watch last year, I…”

Big Face Cat babbled nonstop like a machine gun, but from the second sentence, Cheng Ziqiu couldn’t hear him anymore.

The well-prepared producer cut the connection the moment Big Face Cat’s emotions exploded.

Cheng Ziqiu felt a bit disappointed.

He really wanted to continue the exchange with a fellow professional.

The chat instantly erupted with laughter.

“Hahaha, Big Face Cat got triggered! I actually thought the streamer was going to teach him how to dig a tomb tunnel—turns out it was a solid scam, but I find it hilarious.”

“Exactly, I was about to call the police, but Teacher Cheng really knows his stuff.”

“This is too funny.”

“Do you think Big Face Cat is about to blow a lung? If it were me, I wouldn’t be able to eat dinner tonight.”

The chat was filled with joy. If any other streamer had duped viewers like this, they’d have been cursed out long ago.

But Cheng Ziqiu tricked that tomb raider, and everyone felt satisfied.

Especially with that line about protecting cultural relics—Big Face Cat must be fuming.

“All right, friends, let’s not let a little setback ruin the fun. As a professional streamer, Teacher Cheng advises you to enjoy the excitement but don’t get involved in anything risky.”

“Other people’s ancestors are their own business; if you mess with the wrong thing, you’ll regret it forever. Now, let’s continue. Please welcome the next victim—no, the next friend joining the stream.”

Cheng Ziqiu finished speaking seriously.

The chat immediately buzzed with questions: Has the streamer ever encountered a real ‘big problem’?

But Cheng Ziqiu ignored it all. His inscrutable expression was perceived by the audience as tacit acknowledgment.

Impressive.

Big Beer, Little Hearts, Lucky Rabbit, Hot Air Balloon.

One by one, gifts floated into the live stream.

After Cheng Ziqiu’s bold move, Big Face Cat had sent three Carnivals, gifts worth three thousand each, bringing real traffic.

Although other viewers didn’t send such large gifts, the boost caused a rapid influx of people; the viewer count soared at a glance.

“Director Li, what’s the backend data now?”

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Behind the glass window, Chen Churan jumped up and turned to Director Li, who was staring wide-eyed.

“Over ten thousand, Director Chen, over ten thousand!”

“11,000 online, 8,000 interactions.”

Director Li trembled as he pulled up the backend data; his whole body shook. They had streamed many times before, but even at their peak, online numbers and interaction rates had never broken ten thousand. Now, just a short while into the stream, the record was shattered.

“We’ve struck gold.”

Chen Churan’s eyes gleamed as she stared at Cheng Ziqiu chatting confidently in the live room.

Not only were both of them seasoned streamers, even a fool would know that the surge in viewers was closely connected to the suddenly thrust-upon Cheng Ziqiu.

But where did this guy come from?

The more Chen Churan listened, the more professional Cheng Ziqiu seemed. He casually dropped jargon about tomb raiding and how tunnels were dug—how did he know all that?

Could it be true, just like some say, that Cheng Ziqiu was once a tomb raider himself?

“Director Chen, what do we do? Should we call the police? This can’t go on.” Director Li was nervous. From a small perspective, it’s just a live stream, but from a bigger view, this could land them in serious trouble.

They had struck gold, no doubt, but this was borderline criminal.

“Of course we have to report it. Director Li, handle this matter; at least make sure to communicate with the police promptly whenever something like this happens so we don’t leave any loose ends.”

“Also, check if Cheng Ziqiu has any criminal record. I feel like he’s too familiar with this stuff.”

“As for the live stream, keep it going as usual.”

Chen Churan finished speaking and fell silent.

Director Li wanted to advise her, but as an employee, he could only obediently arrange for someone to contact the authorities.

At this moment, Chen Churan stared unblinkingly at the live stream.

She was worried about the stream being shut down, but she also knew that closing it now amid such a boom would be a huge regret.

Haven’t you seen the rising number of viewers?

With a grit of her teeth, Chen Churan logged into the backend and invested another ten thousand yuan in Dou+ to further boost the stream’s visibility.

At that moment, the producer inside gave a signal.

Chen Churan immediately sat up straight.

The next viewer to join the stream was already on the mic.