[Shocking! A certain minor streamer on a well-known platform fakes drama to gain traffic!]
A sensational, bright red headline hung at the very top of the post. In a short time, it had surpassed 100,000 views and was still climbing.
In the comment section, the debate over whether the drone was intentionally staging a performance for popularity was in full swing, turning the thread into a chaotic mess.
[AA and CC]: Are drones this competitive now? Do they have to stage drama just for a live stream? (Confused)
[takii]: What is the tea? I do not quite get it. Can someone elaborate? (Pulling up a chair)
[Don’t Know Anyone]: Oh my, I knew it looked familiar. I know this streamer. I have scrolled past him before. He is boring, does not have many fans, just a total nobody.
[takii]: What does he stream? I am so curious.
[Don’t Know Anyone]: Farming and cooking, I think. But it is not as good as Youyou’s streams. Most likely a ripoff. Either way, I only like Youyou. Youyou for life.
[Annoyed by Insects]: Is what the original poster said true? I will mark this to follow later.
[AA and CC]: No idea (Waving hand)
[OP’s Reply]: It is 100% true. This minor streamer knows the Brook Randy in the video. I have evidence here that they know each other.
[2L]: What kind of evidence?
[877992]: The original poster posted it; keep scrolling down. It is an information sheet showing they attended the same school.
…
[OP]: (Image)
[ghost]: I know that Brook Randy. The male from the Randy family—wealthy and powerful.
[Don’t Want to Write]: But Klefi High School, is that not a slum school? Would a wealthy and powerful male go there to study?
[Wuuuuu]: It is possible! I am a student at Klefi High School. I know Senior Randy. He is such a great insect; he always uses his own pocket money to subsidize those of us who cannot afford to eat!
[Eating Melon Makes Me Happy]: Now that you mention it, I think I heard something. Assistant Minister Randy has invested in many schools that offer free tuition. There is a high school called Li-something-fi that lets those who cannot afford school, especially the female insects, study for free.
[Coco1466]: Yes, yes! I think I have heard about that too.
[Stand Up, No Need to Thank Me]: The Brook Randy in the photo looks so ugly. Is he really that good?
[Hug the Male Master~]: Nope, no looks-based judgment here. I refuse to judge an insect by appearance.
[I Want to Get Married Ahhh]: (Very loudly) He IS that good!
[A Small Nobody]: I believe in the senior. (Image) The gold nugget the senior gave me back then, I have not even had the heart to use it yet.
(On the gold nugget, there is a small, ornate engraving of the word “Randy.”)
The comment section was almost entirely flooded with appeals regarding Brook Randy’s past glorious deeds. Stories of him being helpful to other insects, helping elderly insects cross the street, and providing relief to the poor were everywhere.
A crowd of so-called high school alumni appeared in the forum to speak up for Brook. It was not that no insects were suspicious; a report full of loopholes could not convince everyone. One insect raised a question: “This is very strange. Can information files be uploaded just like that? How did you get both files? Also, just because they went to the same high school, does that mean they know each other and are close? That is a bit far-fetched.”
The original poster replied immediately, as if they were constantly monitoring the post: “You make a fair point, but I am also a student at that school, and I believe in Senior Randy’s character. I do not mean to belittle that male streamer, but have you ever thought about why a noble male would go to a small, broken place that many do not even know exists?”
The original poster intentionally ignored the key point raised by the user, avoiding the important issues to guide everyone to focus on why a wealthy and powerful male would go to a place bordering a poverty-stricken area.
In what circumstances would someone go to such a godforsaken place with nothing?
[Don’t Want to Write]: Blind guess. I cannot guess.
[Little Trash Doesn’t Want to Try]: +1, I am just here to eat melons.
[I Want to Get Married Ahhh]: What other reason could there be? It is because he wanted to help a friend create a big buzz so that more netizens could see his friend’s live stream! He did not even consider that he would be scolded or cursed; his whole heart and soul were on his classmate. What a kind-hearted male!
[Wuuuuu]: I am crying, the senior is really so good.
[Hug the Male Master~]: Really so good, rare in the galaxy.
…
Two-thirds of the forum page was filled with sycophantic praise, leaving An Feiyu, who was sitting on the sofa, unable to take it anymore. He slammed his communicator down with a bang.
“This forum post is total nonsense. How are there so many insects supporting it!”
“Paid shills, it has to be paid shills,” An Feiyu said firmly.
Lilfer just walked out of the side room and strolled over to pat his male master’s head. He had called the administrator a short while ago and even investigated the original poster’s IP address, but it showed as non-existent. The original poster was either a very powerful hacker or had a highly skilled hacker hiding behind them. Simple basic screening could not lock onto O’Brio at all.
But that did not mean Lilfer was out of options. If they relied solely on these petty hacking tricks, DouDou Live would have had its firewall breached and its core compromised long ago.
“It should be a hacker under Randy’s command.”
Lilfer spoke suddenly, walking from one side of the sofa to the empty seat on the other side. He sat down gently, his palm covering the back of An Feiyu’s hand, squeezing it soothingly before picking up the communicator that lay on the floor, still unscathed.
An Feiyu took the communicator and looked at the forum again with a displeased expression. The pattern of the forum was the same old routine: a passerby asks a question, a shill appears to praise Brook, a fan questions the shill, and the shill diverts the focus. It was endless.
“Did you find out where it is?” An Feiyu turned his head and asked.
Lilfer shook his head. “No.”
“We might need to contact that person.”
An Feiyu’s contemplative expression suddenly stiffened. “Huh? You do not mean…”
Lilfer shrugged helplessly. “Uh-huh.”
“You are calling me for help? That is going to cost extra.”
The elderly female insect with graying hair showed no signs of his advanced age. He was shirtless, wearing only a bath towel wrapped around his waist, revealing his robust body openly. He stood in his own courtyard. The courtyard was desolate, yet a few unknown small flowers and weeds stubbornly took root, swaying in the wind. The courtyard gate was tattered and hit the fence with every gust of wind, making a clattering sound. It was just like the unkempt image of the old male insect.
An Feiyu looked sickly, hiding behind Lilfer and not wanting to speak, only to have his eyes meet the gaze of the head that suddenly leaned over.
“Yo, what is a weaned little male doing hiding behind his female parent?”
“Nonsense! I am not unweaned, and Lilfer is not my female parent!” An Feiyu quickly poked his head out to retort, only to shrink back suddenly under the old female insect’s smiling eyes.
Lilfer grabbed his male master’s hand and smiled at the old female: “Do not tease him. You know Xiaoyu’s personality.”
“Heh heh.” Anlev’s lips curled into a smile as he shook his head. “The little one has quite a temper.”
“Shall we go inside and chat?”
Without waiting for the two, Anlev turned and headed inside, acting as if he owned the place. As the two followed just a few steps behind, seeing the old female’s back about to disappear through the door, a low, drawn-out voice came: “Just to be clear: no discounts, no bargaining. The price is set, based on the difficulty. Understood?”
“Understood, understood your big head!”
An Feiyu made a face at Anlev’s back and muttered under his breath: “Miser.”
“I heard that, you brat.” Anlev laughed heartily. An Feiyu, however, was not happy; he walked in with a sour face, dragging his feet.
The old female was quite professional. Once he sat down, he began examining the address and materials Lilfer had sent. The content was extensive, but the old female scanned it all in one glance. He pondered for a moment, then casually typed a series of random numbers into his desktop terminal. The screen immediately shifted to a deep blue color.
Staring at a monotonous color for too long always makes one feel irritable, but the old female was unusually excited. After a burst of typing, he raised an eyebrow. “Hmm? No wonder you could not find him.”
“What?”
The old female pointed to the small black box at the bottom of the screen and explained: “He set up a program that constantly attacks network connection equipment, disrupting communication positioning. This program changes every moment; the path is extremely complex. No matter how powerful a hacker is, it is very difficult to design such a program. And as far as I know, there are about five people who can do this.”
An Feiyu furrowed his brows tightly. “Who are they?”
The old female gave a scoffing laugh, wiggling a finger back and forth in front of his face. “Guess. Guess correctly, and I will tell you about the others.”
“You!” An Feiyu pointed at the old female’s nose in frustration.
The old female laughed again. “The little cub is not too stupid, is he? Yes, yes, one is yours truly. I claim first place… though there is barely another insect tied with me. Of course, that is not important.”
An Feiyu said fiercely: “Stop stalling, tell me.”
“Eh, little brat, haste makes waste…”
The old female seemed to want to irritate An Feiyu. He slowly put on a coat and slowly buttoned it up. The moment An Feiyu’s patience reached its limit, he counted off on his fingers, not hurrying at all: “Aria, a core member of an interstellar pirate organization, once paralyzed the main star network, now captured and undergoing labor reform in the interstellar prison; Sia7078, who prevented multiple hacker crimes, currently the chief of the Ministry of Defense’s network team; Abyss, a new kid, I suppose. Skilled technique, good at breaking through firewalls, an aggressive player who has also crashed several large networks, yet to be caught.”
“As for the last one, even I cannot be certain I can defeat him in hacking techniques.”
The old female stroked his chin, staring at the desktop terminal’s main page, showing rare curiosity and competitive spirit. “No one knows his name, but his deeds are many. Six years ago, he crashed three major networks and restored them at an indescribable speed. Four years ago, he worked with Sia7078 to capture a large criminal organization, which was Aria… Honestly, at that time, he looked like a brat who had just learned hacking techniques and was curiously exploring the world. But he grew fast, his technique becoming increasingly mature. He was born to do this. He has his own unique style—a quiet invisible person, a disciplined model student… but I still like to call him—”
The old female’s typing stopped abruptly. He turned his head and clearly spat out two words to the two:
“Nameless.”