My Apocalypse System Arrives 10 Years Early

Chapter 173: Chapter 138: Spring Bamboo Shoot Livestream, Luo Feifei’s Concerns

After saying that, he felt pretty stupid. ’This panda may be Spiritual, but it probably doesn’t understand me. I’m just talking to myself.’ With a thought, the Black Mountain Profound Armor enveloped his entire body. In a flash, he appeared over a hundred meters away! With another flash, he vanished completely!

The two pandas, one large and one small, were simply dumbfounded.

After the panda cub snapped out of its daze, it started capering about, clearly more excited and lively than usual.

The moonlight was lovely that night, and pandas possess a degree of night vision. Their pupils are vertical slits, just like a cat’s, allowing them to easily regulate incoming light. At the same time, their photoreceptor cells contain far more rods than cones, and a higher density of rod cells is better suited for seeing at night.

However, as they gradually adapted to a diet of primarily bamboo—a food source that is both widespread and abundant—they stopped relying on their eyesight to find it. Instead, they depend more on their senses of smell and taste to judge the quality of the shoots.

As a result, pandas are actually somewhat nearsighted. Their sense of smell, on the other hand, is exceptionally keen. It allows them to identify scent markers left by other individuals, revealing information such as gender, age, mating readiness, and other important details.

What shocked them was that, despite their incredibly sensitive noses, Li Xiang’s scent had vanished in an instant. Soon after, there wasn’t a single sound or movement. Even their equally powerful hearing couldn’t pinpoint Li Xiang’s location.

”Hmph, hmph.” The mother panda patted her cub a few times, gesturing for it to follow her back to their den. She was probably thinking, ’That two-leg is too powerful. It’s a good thing he didn’t hurt you.’

Li Xiang continued his search. His haul today was slightly better than yesterday’s, likely because he had ventured deeper into the area. Seeing that it was almost five-thirty, he started his journey back.

After he finished breakfast, Lei Jiaming and Lei Xiaohui arrived at a little after 8:00 AM.

Lei Jiaming was there to pick up a package. Li Xiang handed him the sealed cardboard box, sent Xu Xuan’s address and contact information to his phone, and transferred him the two thousand yuan they had agreed on the day before. He urged him to be extremely careful and not to lose the package.

”Don’t you worry. As long as I’m around, this package is around!” Lei Jiaming patted his chest, placed the box in his backpack, and set off.

As for Lei Xiaohui, she was there to help with the live stream selling the spring bamboo shoots.

By around 8:40 AM, pretty much everyone had arrived.

There was Zhao Xueqing and Yao Yao, along with many other villagers. This included the old village chief, Li Jinyu; old friends like Li Yucheng and Jiang Jianguo; a few people from the village committee; several middle-aged and older men who would help with packing and shipping; Third Granny; and so on. It seemed like at least one person from every household was there.

Third Granny had stayed at Li Xiang’s house last winter, recuperating with some Spiritual Medicine he’d given her. Her health was much better now, and she had even managed to dig up nearly a hundred pounds of spring bamboo shoots this year.

At around nine-thirty, with preparations nearly complete, the broadcast went live.

Li Xiang was the main host, of course, but Zhao Xueqing, Yao Yao, and Lei Xiaohui joined in as well, helping to co-host and share the workload.

Otherwise, Li Xiang couldn’t possibly be expected to ramble on by himself all day. His throat would be completely parched by the end of it.

He used to do it alone because he had no other choice. But now that Eternal Night Media had more staff, the four of them could stream together.

His fans teased, ”Looks like Brother Xiang is moving up in the world! So many beautiful women in the stream now!”

Because they had announced the stream in advance, they had a huge turnout despite it being a morning broadcast. The viewer count was already around twenty thousand and was sure to climb as the day went on.

They had chosen to stream on a Saturday, and the sale was planned to last for two days. Most people didn’t have to work, but since it was still early, many were probably still in bed.

Office workers, in particular, counted on the weekends to catch up on sleep.

Having over twenty thousand viewers this early in the morning meant the numbers would surely be even higher in the afternoon and evening.

It had to be said that Li Xiang’s account was still a powerhouse, with a very high number of active followers.

Top Aunt came online and, as usual, was incredibly generous. She sent a flood of gifts, rocketing Li Xiang to the number one spot on the popularity charts.

She didn’t just send virtual gifts. Using the contact information for Pan Yiwen but still under her ”Top Aunt” persona, she also bought a huge quantity of spring bamboo shoots. It was far more than she could ever eat, but she could always give them away to others.

However, after this wave of support, Luo Feifei went offline. She had a commercial to shoot today.

Her mother had lined up countless gigs for her—so many that she was completely swamped.

In truth, everyone has a different definition of money. Even though her family was quite wealthy now, her mother still felt poor and insecure. ’A family fortune of only a few hundred million? How could that possibly be enough to last a lifetime?’

After all, there were people out there with tens of billions who considered themselves to be at a low point in their lives.

’If she doesn’t earn more now, what will happen when she’s no longer famous? Most celebrities have short-lived careers that depend on their youth. And even if she earns enough for her own lifetime, will it be enough to support three generations of descendants squandering it away?’

Luo Feifei’s mother was plagued by anxiety, so she was constantly busy booking her daughter for new roles and endorsement deals.

Luo Feifei hadn’t gone to find Li Xiang in person. For one, she was too busy and couldn’t find the time. For another, she didn’t believe that Li Xiang would simply agree to help her if she just showed up out of the blue.

’For a small favor, he might help her out, seeing as she’s a pretty, famous celebrity willing to spend some money. But what about a major one?’

’Especially something on the scale of defying the heavens to change her fate.’

’What if Li Xiang would have to pay a heavy price, like sacrificing a portion of his own lifespan?’

’It took Master Yideng several years to recover just from healing Huang Rong’s injuries, and his four disciples tried their hardest to stop him. If the cost for Li Xiang to help her change her fate was too high, Luo Feifei believed he probably wouldn’t do it.’

’And even if he did agree to help, what if he demanded something of her that was impossible to provide?’

’What if he refused to help, and she had exposed her greatest secret for nothing? What would she do then?’

’What if Li Xiang developed malicious intentions, just like her enemy from her past life, and decided to harm her in secret?’

She had so, so many worries and reservations.

At the end of the day, she was just someone who had strange dreams and was proficient in some Divination Technique. She could occasionally rely on her superb acting skills to pose as some worldly master, but in this life, she was still just fifteen years old—an inexperienced girl who had yet to truly see the world.

Most kids her age were still in the ninth grade.

When she was filming, she focused only on acting; her mother handled basically everything else.

She was very hesitant. She needed to observe Li Xiang’s character first. Using her ”Top Aunt” alternate account to get closer to him and show her goodwill was also part of her plan, hoping it might prove useful at a critical moment.

Another factor was her age; she was perhaps still too young to fully appreciate the power of her own devastating, nation-toppling beauty.

For instance, the great villain from her dreams had been completely unmoved by her peerless looks. He’d shown not a shred of compassion, simply tearing her to pieces and ending her life.

Because of that, she felt her beauty probably wasn’t all that useful.

Beauty was just the icing on the cake. Paired with other things, it could be a trump card, but played on its own, it was a losing hand.