He just wanted a reward.

The space battleships, meteor showers and Eternal Heart special effects on the screen finally slowly dissipated.

The screen was filled with comments like "L God is so generous!", "Meow meow is rich!", and "Look at me, my sponsor!", which were still scrolling madly.

Lin Yu'an felt that his CPU had just been burned out by the pile of golden gift special effects.

Only now did it manage to restart successfully.

He cleared his throat and tried to regain his composure as "An Xiaomao".

He showed a surprised, happy, and a little silly smile to the camera:

"Ahem... that... God L! Big Brother L! L... uh, anyway, thank you so much for your kindness! This... this reward is so, so astonishing! I... my little livestream room has never been able to receive this much!"

He clasped his hands together and bowed to the camera.

His tone was sincere yet a bit dizzy, as if he had been hit by a huge pie.

"You're… you're just… well… you're just extravagant and inhumane! You're so wasteful! Really, really!"

He scratched his head, his eyes filled with genuine curiosity and a little bit of helpless gratitude.

"God L, are you…are you…are you particularly happy about something today? Or is the feng shui in my livestream room especially good today?"

He made a small joke, trying to ease his nerves. "Anyway, thank you so much for your support! This...this really flattered me. I don't know how to repay you."

He paused, leaned forward slightly, his eyes sparkling with a serious look of "a cat repaying a favor."

"Um... God L, look, you sent me such a large 'interstellar express'. I, An Xiao Miao, am not an ignorant cat! Is there anything you need my help with?

Go ahead! As long as it's within my capabilities and doesn't break the law, I can help you with points, like...? Draw cards for you?

Or…what song do you want to hear? I'll sing one for you. My singing might be a little off-key, but for God L, I'll give it my all!

He patted his chest, with a heroic expression as if he was willing to go through fire and water for his financial backer.

As soon as these words came out, the comments instantly turned from worshipping God L to crazy booing:

[Meow Meow is going to sing! L God, sing faster! ]

[Click "Majestic"! Click "Pure Land of Bliss"! I want to see Meow Meow dance!]

[The one in front is too harsh! L God, make Miaomiao learn to meow like a cat! Be cute!]

[Help? Is that what L-God needs help? What L-God needs is a warm bed! (Hey, dog head, save your life)]

[Meow meow, God L obviously has his eye on you! Go ask God L if he needs a boss lady! (side-eyed smile)]

[The truth is out! This amount of reward, if not love, what is it?! L God, go! Get Meow Meow!]

Lin Yu'an watched the comments become more and more outrageous, with words like "bed warmer" and "boss lady" coming out. The blush that had just faded away suddenly covered his entire face again, and the tips of his ears were so red that they looked like they were about to bleed.

"Hey, hey, hey! That's enough!"

He "bared his teeth and claws" at the barrage.

"I'm seriously asking if L-sensei needs any help! I'm not trying to match you up! L-sensei is a legitimate sponsor! I'm also a legitimate streamer! What's between us is purely about money... Ugh! It's the pure revolutionary friendship between audience and streamer!"

He became more and more anxious as he spoke, and almost got himself into trouble.

He quickly turned his expectant gaze to the golden, but now unusually quiet "L" ID in the audience list.

The voices were filled with a little grievance and expectation.

"God L? Look... do you have any instructions? Song requests? Point increases? Or... you just want me to spin in circles for you? Just ask!"

In the live broadcast room, tens of thousands of eyes were staring at the ID "L".

One second... two seconds... five seconds... ten seconds...

The ID hung there quietly, motionless.

No reply, no pop-up screen, not even an emoticon.

It was as if the priceless "interstellar fireworks show" just now was not set off by him, or... he just walked away after setting off the fireworks?

[L God: When the work is done, I will leave, hiding my achievements and fame! ]

[L God: The tip is just a drop in the bucket, don't cue me.]

[It's over, meow meow, it seems your sponsor is... just here to give money? ]

[L God: The cat is good, the reward has been received, I am tired, please leave.]

[Hahaha, meow meow is confused! The sponsor is ignoring you!]

[Meow Meow: I have nowhere to put my gratitude! QAQ]

Lin Yu'an waited for a full minute, but the "L" avatar was still gray and the status showed "left".

The anticipation on his face slowly turned into confusion, and finally into a trace of helplessness that made him feel both amused and helpless.

"Uh...it seems..." He touched his nose.

She gave the camera a slightly awkward yet cute smile.

"It seems that our Big Boss L is in a good mood today, and he is here to send warmth to a small anchor like me!

Hmm... The boss's realm is indeed beyond the comprehension of mortals like us! Maybe... maybe the boss is busy right now, or... on vacation on a private island, so the signal is bad?"

He consoled himself, trying to bring the atmosphere back to normal. "Anyway! Once again, I sincerely thank you, Master L, for the reward! You are the brightest star in my, An Xiao Miao's, livestreaming career... um... the meteor shower!"

He used the name of a gift from God L, trying to be humorous.

"I will always remember your kindness... uh, your support! Although you may not need my help, I will remember this friendship!

If you want to chat with someone or listen to my off-key songs in the future, feel free to come to the live broadcast room! My door is always open to you! "

He bowed to the camera again, then looked at "L"ID who still had no reaction and sighed.

With a head full of question marks and a little bit of grievance that "the sponsor is so cold, mysterious, and hard to figure out", I waved at the camera:

"Okay, God L might be off to save the universe, so that's all for today's live stream!

Thanks again for your company, and thank you... uh... that nameless, lavish L-god! Good night, everyone! Have sweet dreams, with... uh... meteor showers in them! Bye!

The live broadcast screen dimmed as Lin Yu'an waved with a puzzled smile and the screen was filled with comments such as "Goodnight, Meow Meow!", "I feel sorry for Meow Meow for a second," "God L, remember to pay attention to Meow Meow next time!", and "Don't try to guess what the boss is thinking."

Lin Yu'an turned off the device, slumped down in his chair, and let out a long breath.

He looked at the astronomical reward record in the background, then looked at the gray "L" ID and scratched his head.

"What a... strange and generous man."

He muttered to himself, feeling as if his heart was being gently scratched by a cat's claws. He was extremely curious, but didn't know where to start.

"L... who are you anyway? You have so much money you don't know where to spend it, and you're just here to show your support... a living Lei Feng?"