Gamers Are Fierce-Chapter 833 - 832: Benefits

The entire body of Li Ang, soaked in blood, turned around, looking indifferently at the Red Eye Yellow Moth who had barely landed on the ground.

"What... did you do..."

The Red Eye Yellow Moth’s eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, her once beautiful face twisted and monstrous due to anger and fear.

Li Ang did not respond, nor did she need to.

The longbow was drawn to a full moon, and the arrow shot again, piercing through the Red Eye Yellow Moth... or rather, her afterimage.

This member of the Seven Martial Seas of the European Heavy Industry Group had completely abandoned her seductive and strong image built in the real world,

her back skin burst open, extending two pairs of transparent wings,

above her eyes, three sets of red compound eyes grew from each socket,

her originally bright red lips were replaced by an insect-like mouthpiece.

From her lower back extended a tail with a stinger.

Her whole body transformed into a half-human, half-bee form, vibrating the two pairs of transparent wings, flying swiftly along the ground, taking advantage of Li Ang’s momentary weakness, suddenly accelerated,

and tackled Li Ang to the ground, plowing a long trail.

The two were so close that the Mechanical Statue could not fire from this angle, so it had to step forward, swinging its arms and dragging its slightly clumsy tall body, sprinting over.

The Red Eye Yellow Moth held down Li Ang’s wrist, her tail extending flexibly from her spine, the sharp stinger rapidly stabbing towards Li Ang’s chest, with several insect eggs clearly visible within the hollow stinger.

Bam!

The head of the Red Eye Yellow Moth’s half-bee form exploded, her soft body swayed a few times and fell forward, leaving only the chin of her head tightly pressed against Li Ang’s ear.

Tap, tap, tap.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty city as Li Ang, holding a smoking Colt Revolver, walked over slowly,

looking up, locking eyes with the Detector above the sky through the Anti-Dragon Madness Helmet—his irises had been adjusted, preventing exposure of his identity.

"Are you alright."

Li Ang asked indifferently, while flipping his hand, in a corner unseen by the Detector, showing the emblem of the Cold Crow Guild to Li Ang,

and activating the level zero ability of the Enchantment System, [Psychic Message], sending a message to the latter to reveal his identity.

Li Ang felt relieved inside, pushed away the gradually fading body of the Red Eye Yellow Moth, picked up the Blood Raven Bow beside him, and got up from the ground.

"Hmm."

She placed the longbow back over her shoulder, took out a few bottles of Magic Potion from the backpack and drank them all at once, wiped her mouth corner, and calmly said: "Thank you."

"Don’t mention it."

Li Ang glanced at the gradually dimming green gemstone ring on Li Ang’s left ring finger, "I suppose you could have handled her without me."

Li Ang shook her head, did not continue explaining, but took out a bottle of mineral water-like item from her backpack and poured it over her head.

The amount of water stored in the bottle was far more than its apparent volume, soon washing off all the remaining bloodstains on her body.

Li Ang capped the bottle, stashed it away, glanced at the four belts scattered on the ground, just about to speak when Li Ang raised a hand to stop her.

The two looked up, staring at the Detector descending continuously in mid-air, finally stopping three meters above their heads.

One minute.

Two minutes.

The Detector remained suspended in the air, without disappearing or changing position.

"There are three possibilities: one, the Detector thinks we might continue fighting.

Two, there are still enemy players hidden in this area, planning an attack on us, causing the Detector not to leave.

Three, there are fewer than ten fights currently inside the Lost World, causing the Detector to randomly film us."

Li Ang raised three fingers, speaking hoarsely: "I don’t sense any other living people in this area, so the third possibility is the most likely.

Hmm..."

"What’s wrong?"

Li Ang pulled a Fire Elemental Arrow from the quiver, injected energy into it, causing the arrowhead to burst into intense flames, evaporating all remaining water droplets from her body.

"Since it’s random, we might be one of the ten camera sets right now. Considering the mobilization capability of the Global Occult Coalition in the real world..."

Li Ang tilted his head slightly, "It might have already surpassed more than a billion viewers from the Super Bowl, six hundred million from the Spring Festival Gala, and even more from the World Cup.

Hundreds of millions of spectators are watching every move we make."

Li Ang raised an eyebrow, "So?"

Li Ang smiled with delight, raising his voice to the sky: "Double the pleasure, unleash a colorful moment. Thousand Things Cola, started the year strong;

Blood surges, all engines racing, welcome to a fearless journey with the new Mercedes BMW;

KuaiShou Money Edition, watch videos every day to earn pocket money, I have already made a hundred million;

DiDi Hitman, one-click order, a van full of thugs will arrive at your doorstep..."

Li Ang faced the camera, speaking like a cross-talk performer reciting a poem, seamlessly delivering ad slogans for dozens of companies, leaving Li Ang and the TV audience stunned.

"You’re..."

Li Ang hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Advertising."

Li Ang replied as if it were a matter of course: "Now a guaranteed few billion people are watching us, the value of these ads is far stronger than the World Cup finals.

It’s not unreasonable to earn a few millions in advertising fees by casually promoting these companies?"

"..."

Li Ang’s eye twitched slightly, "Are you sure these companies will pay you?"

"Let them transfer the money to the Intelligence Merchant Guild’s account, I’ll send someone there to pick it up later."

Li Ang said nonchalantly: "Seeing me blow the head off one of the Seven Martial Seas with a single shot, and not worry about European Heavy Industry’s revenge afterward,

I don’t think ordinary companies would dare to default on my advertising fees."

Li Ang instinctively retorted: "...Isn’t that tantamount to strong-arming?"

"Yes."

Li Ang nodded, saying: "People like you, coming from wealth, can’t understand how difficult it is for someone like me who started from scratch.

A very famous Transcendent even dons tight cosplay outfits and sells selfies to make a living."

"Hmm?"

Li Ang was momentarily baffled by the mention of a very famous Transcendent, cosplay outfits, selling selfies?

"Who, Fleeting Show?"

"No, Peter Parker."