While things were peaceful here, the buzz on StarNet kept rising.
Some of these incidents involved Fickler deliberately stirring up trouble behind the scenes to gain maximum exposure for himself.
As he expected, within a day, the entire StarNet was discussing this matter, and he himself gained the most exposure in his history.
The number of fans, which was originally just over five figures, quickly broke through nine figures and is still growing explosively, heading towards nine figures.
Fickler was so happy he was practically spitting out teeth. Looking at the data in the backend, he couldn't help but rub his hands together and pace back and forth.
He should have done this a long time ago!
He opened his backend account and logged into his StarNet account.
Below, a scene of carnage and bloodshed unfolded.
His longtime fans kept asking him what happened, and many more people came out of curiosity.
The comments were filled with arguments and insults, but Fickler didn't even flinch.
Black and red are still red, aren't they?
At least they became famous, and their online traffic increased.
He even looked at the comments below with great interest.
[Host, what's wrong?]
Are you about to start exploring unusual or bizarre topics too?
I've been following you for so long, and you've really disappointed me.
I'm no longer your fan after unfollowing you.
Oh my god, another one eating offal has arrived...
When did internal organs start being served on the dinner table? Who started this trend?
What's really going on in the food industry?
[Just got from another streamer's gossip; apparently, their cooking is really delicious.]
Is your cooking delicious too?
[I just realized that this streamer's account is only one character different from the one I follow!]
[And their livestreaming styles are similar too.]
Many people are recreating the dishes our streamer made.
【。。。】
【No way? I just realized that, and I was so scared I rushed back to check. It really does look like it.】
[Are they trying to climb to the top by stepping on our streamers? [smile][smile]JPG]
Ling Miao's fans arrived, and the comments section instantly descended into chaos, even drawing in unsuspecting bystanders.
[Are you the one who imitated my streamer?]
[It looks quite similar, but I don't know if I have the skill to pull it off [picking nose] JPG.]
As for internal organs, they're all the same whether you have strength or not.
[These two streamers are hilarious! Could they be working together? Just trying to make money.]
[Thanks for the invitation, but we're taking our quirky host with us. No thanks.]
These days, all sorts of random people try to piggyback on our streamer's fame.
These words immediately provoked resentment from others.
【You streamers think you're so superior!】
[Yes, yes, yes, your streamers are so high and mighty!]
[That's incredibly impressive! How come you're still in the influencer circle?]
[If you're so capable, why don't you become a celebrity!]
Seeing that the comments section was starting to go off-topic, Fickler frowned and quickly asked someone to take control of the situation.
He felt a sense of relief when he saw that the attention in the comments section had fallen on him again.
To maximize the buzz, he even waited for a specific time.
Only after the situation had escalated to a considerable extent did they officially release the announcement.
Delicious Restaurant: Live broadcast of pig liver tomorrow at 9:00 AM.
See you there, everyone!
Now, almost the entire StarNet was watching the live stream, and countless people began to wait and watch.
Fickler slept soundly, but even in his dreams he couldn't sleep peacefully.
He dreamed that a lot of traffic came his way, and he became a top internet celebrity overnight. Some people even invited him to become a star!
With this lighthearted dream and a smile, Fickler opened his eyes. Time flew by.
It's already the second day, and he's been in a constant state of urgency since morning.
He waited until the appointed time before straightening his clothes, looking at himself in the mirror for a long time to make sure he looked perfect before starting the live stream.
The moment the live stream started, he clearly saw his live stream page freeze for 2 seconds, and even the semi-virtual screen projected from the screen flickered.
The number of people was greater than he had imagined.
Fickler's eyes lit up as he suppressed the upward curve of his lips.
"Hello everyone, I'm your host, Delicious Restaurant."
"Today I'm going to show you how to make stir-fried pork liver."
As he spoke, he picked up the prepared pig liver.
Dark red pig liver, about the size of a palm.
An indescribable stench wafted through the screen, striking the viewers.
Fickler frowned almost imperceptibly, moved the pig he was carrying a little further away, and then smiled:
"Next, I'm going to demonstrate how to stir-fry pork liver."
[Holy crap, it really is offal! He really dares to eat it!]
[Hey, I clicked in out of curiosity too.]
That stuff smells awful, is it really edible?
It's so slippery, I don't even dare to eat it.
Wow, there are all kinds of people these days.
[...]
Why are people like this allowed to do live streams? I don't understand.
[Has the official account not been banned yet?]
[Can you just leave if you're done watching? It's so annoying! We enjoy watching.]
[Oh, really? People actually like watching this...]
[Add your comment above; I only clicked in out of curiosity.]
[I was surprised to be met with a nauseating, fishy smell that almost made me ejaculate.]
...
The live stream chat was flooded with comments, one after another, appearing in less than a second. Fickler couldn't even catch them with the naked eye.
They could only glean their thoughts from the few words they saw.
But he wasn't annoyed; on the contrary, he was very happy. So many people meant that his traffic had increased dramatically today, and his fans would increase by dozens of times.
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