Incredible Insight: Toy Factory Discovers Swarm Drones

Chapter 87 The Disappearance Technique of the StreamerAt this moment, the air in Li Jiajun’s livestream was thick with an unshakeable aura of humblebragging.

Moreover, the more he boasted, the more excited he became, forcing himself to brag for several hours straight.

And after he finished showing off, he started trying to walk it back. After all, as everyone knew, he didn’t like to show off.

So, behold, listen—

”family, just kidding, just kidding.” He waved his hand at the camera, saying in the tone of someone with experience, filled with world-weariness, ”Houses and cars are just worldly possessions, they aren’t important. Let me tell you, after the little incident with the drone toy, I’ve deeply reflected on myself, really.”

”I’ve realized it! I’ve completely realized it!”

He slapped his thigh hard, his expression turning serious and sincere, his eyes filled with purity: ”Pursuing speed and passion is something young people do; the perspective is too small! As an entrepreneur with social responsibility, we should look further ahead and think about how to create value for society, and how to bring real happiness to the next generation!”

”So, I’ve decided!” He announced to the camera, enunciating every word, his voice resonant and forceful, ”Starting today, our Li Family Toy Factory will undergo a complete transformation! We will completely draw a line between ourselves and those high-risk, unsafe, and easily misunderstood things! I am going to dedicate myself to a brand new, great, and safe cause! Our new slogan is: Only bring happiness, no alarms!”

This impassioned speech of his left the tens of thousands of Netizens in the livestream stunned, and the chat stream thinned out for a brief moment.

”Damn, what happened to the Main Streamer? Why is he suddenly trying to add value?”

”He said similar things after being requisitioned last time, I remember it clearly.”

”Listen to him brag! I bet a pack of spicy strips that his next product will definitely be even more criminal! And a major crime at that!”

”’The Streamer’s Confession’, but it only has a shelf life of twenty-four hours.”

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Li Jiajun looked at the chat, his face covered in black lines, feeling that his sincere heart was being trampled upon repeatedly. He couldn’t help himself again, activating his subconscious voice-over commentary mode, muttering to himself: ”Sigh, people’s hearts are scattered, the team is hard to lead. The trust level of this generation of Netizens is even lower than the coins in my pocket. I’m clearly speaking from the heart, pouring my guts out, why does no one believe me?”

This retort triggered another wave of chat spam: ”Hahaha, you said your inner thoughts out loud again.”

Just as Li Jiajun was preparing to ignore the chat and continue expounding on his absolutely safe business blueprint, such as entering the plush toy or children’s building block field, the heavy solid wood door of his office was pushed open from the outside.

Bang.

The sound wasn’t loud, but it interrupted all his thoughts, causing the second half of his sentence to get stuck in his throat.

He turned his head, feeling somewhat annoyed, his brows tightly locked, ready to see which blind employee dared to barge into his office without knocking, clearly not wanting this month’s bonus.

However, when he saw the group of people standing at the door, the annoyance on his face, as well as the impassioned speech he had prepared, instantly froze.

Sunlight shone in from the open doorway, and against the light, the figures of the group at the door were stretched long, carrying a powerful sense of oppression that enveloped his entire office in shadow.

Standing at the very front was still that Old General, wearing a Zhongshan suit, with a lean face. His expression remained steady, but his eyes held a hint more complexity than when he came last time; it was an expression mixed with headaches, appreciation, and helplessness.

Behind the Old General stood Liu Jianguo. His expression was very complex; it contained appreciation, a headache, and a sense of ”as expected” wry amusement. He looked at the young man in front of him, who had an innocent look on his face and had just been swearing on the livestream that he was going to pivot to civilian products, and the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

In those eyes, there was the appreciation of seeing a genius emerge. But as the cleanup captain, he had to come and put out the fire again, which made him feel immense helplessness. This expression seemed to say: ’I knew it... I knew your ”absolutely safe” would eventually turn into absolute trouble!’ He felt the needle on his blood pressure monitor starting to climb again.

Behind the two of them followed a group of unfamiliar faces that Li Jiajun had never seen before. They were a group of generally older scholars, all wearing glasses, with refined temperaments, looking like esteemed professors from a university. But the way they looked at Li Jiajun right now was not refined at all.

That look was not like they were looking at a factory manager who had caused trouble, but rather like a pack of wolves that had been hungry for three days, spotting a plump, delicious little lamb. Their eyes were burning, filled with greed and undisguised fanaticism. They even leaned forward slightly, as if wanting to pass the Old General to observe this research subject at a closer range.

Li Jiajun’s mind went blank on the spot.

’What... what is this situation?’

’They’re here again?’

’It’s this group again? Why did they upgrade this time? Why do the eyes of those old men in the back look like they want to eat someone?’

A series of such thoughts emerged in his mind, and he was completely stunned. The sincere smile of repentance on his face was still frozen at the corners of his mouth, appearing incredibly comical. He even maintained the posture of preparing to continue his speech, one hand raised in mid-air, as if he were a frozen statue, perfectly interpreting what it meant to be in heaven one second and hell the next.

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The tens of thousands of Netizens in the livestream, through the camera, also clearly saw this scene of the iconic moment being replayed.

The chat, after experiencing a brief silence of 0.5 seconds, exploded instantly with the force of a landslide or tsunami.

”Holy crap!!! It’s them! It’s them! They’re here again!”

”Hahahaha! I knew it! The recurring program might be late, but it always arrives! It never misses an appointment!”

”The Main Streamer was talking about absolute safety one second, and the next second he’s getting raided again! This face-slapping speed is faster than turning a book page! It’s killing me!”

”Witnessed by the whole internet! The large-scale series ’The Streamer Vanishing Act’ Season 2, shockingly released! Same original cast, same familiar flavor!”

”Look at Uncle Liu’s wry expression, I can laugh for a year! His face has four words written on it: Blood pressure is high!”

”The grandpas in the back have such scary eyes, it feels like they want to slice the Main Streamer up for research!”

Amidst this internet frenzy, a person wearing a black suit, with wireless earphones, walked out from behind the Old General with an expressionless face. He ignored the strange atmosphere at the scene, and also ignored Li Jiajun’s petrified expression, and with the unique pace of a soldier, efficient in his movements, walked straight to Li Jiajun’s livestream equipment and reached out to press the red stop livestream button.

Click.

The screen went black.

Li Jiajun’s livestream returned to silence once again.

Leaving only tens of thousands of Netizens who were still wanting more, on major social platforms, wildly spreading that last screenshot of the protagonist’s petrified expression, accompanied by a unified text filled with schadenfreude:

”Haha Main Streamer, he’s gone again.”