Starforce Warriors-Chapter 366: You Call That Bad Luck?

"What? You agree to livestream?" Liao Qixing was stunned.

When he saw Li Xiaofei again, all the terms and persuasive words he had meticulously prepared were left unspoken. Before he even had a chance to say anything, Li Xiaofei had agreed to sign the livestream contract.

"That's right, I agree." Li Xiaofei was sitting in the mid-level reception room of Longya Group's virtual building and said calmly, "However, the content and duration of the livestream cannot be interfered with."

Liao Qixing pondered for a moment and replied, "No problem."

"Then how much exposure and promotional resources will I get for the livestream?" Li Xiaofei asked.

Liao Qixing responded, "The starting point is a Grade D contract. The exposure and recommended slots are clearly defined by the company. If your livestream performs well, we’ll quickly increase the visibility and upgrade your contract level."

Li Xiaofei considered for a moment and said, "That works."

With that, they signed the contract. Liao Qixing finally felt a weight lift off his chest.

He continued enthusiastically, "If you're unfamiliar with live streaming and are unsure how to increase traffic or attract viewers, we offer short-term training sessions. If you don’t have time to attend, we can also provide a dedicated livestream assistant. However, the assistant’s fee would be an additional charge."

Li Xiaofei replied, "No need, I’ll just stream on my own for now."

He turned and left.

***

Three days later, Commander Mai Zixiong was found decapitated in his office in the command center of the base city's garrison.

The military quickly sealed off the news. However, those in the know were deeply shocked. This marked the second assassination of a base city leader in just four days, following the murder of Inspector Wu Fohai.

Two of the city's three top leaders had already been eliminated. Moreover, both of the deceased were top-tier experts, individuals who shouldn’t be easily taken down by ordinary people.

Investigation teams from Lanfu Base City and the Star Council arrived in Liuhe Base City to investigate, but no progress was made. They were unable to identify the culprit.

Meanwhile, the only surviving leader, City Leader Xie Renyu, lived in constant fear. He was convinced that conspirators were out to kill him. He strengthened his security and spent all his time holed up in his office, refusing to go out.

Time passed. By the time Friday rolled around, it was time for another round of the High School War God League. However, winning the championship was already a foregone conclusion for Red Flag High School.

They stood head and shoulders above the other schools, watching as their competitors struggled to catch up. Surprisingly, Duxing High School, which had been severely weakened by the downfall of the Xie family, had gradually recovered and began to fight back with renewed vigor.

Xiong Zhigang's performance remained outstanding as he regained his former brilliance. However, none of this mattered to Li Xiaofei anymore. Participating in these competitions felt like a PhD student bullying kindergarteners.

As a result, he spent most of his time on the bench during individual matches, only participating in team events when necessary. Moreover, Li Xiaofei wasn’t there to fight but to offer guidance on martial arts techniques and cultivation to his opponents.

With combat prowess comparable to the Golden Body Realm and having experienced numerous battles with powerful experts, his insight far surpassed that of the students and even the teachers. Sometimes, a single casual pointer from him could produce a moment of clarity that solved the student’s problems and enhanced their understanding.

During this time, Qin Dewei, who had been promoting the Red Flag Teaching Model in other regions, had made little progress. He had no choice but to start small within Liuhe Base City.

Thanks to the stunning rise of Red Flag High School’s team, his efforts had gained some local traction. Many ancient martial arts schools began adopting Red Flag High School’s curriculum, martial arts techniques, and teaching methods to train their students.

Aside from his cultivation, Li Xiaofei was also preparing for his upcoming livestream. He worked on refining the Red Flag High School Model developed by Old Chen and his team, adjusting the course content and incorporating the martial arts techniques he had learned. He also used potion recipes left behind by Little Aunt as supplements.

In the blink of an eye, the next online War God competition was upon him. As always, Li Xiaofei entered the light core virtual world right on time.

"Brother, you're here!" Zhang Zhihong was the first to greet him, grinning as he said, "I’ve been waiting for you for ages, heh."

Li Xiaofei glanced at him and asked, "Didn't you lose? Why are you still hanging around?"

Zhang Zhihong chuckled slyly and said, "I got lucky. During the last match, the first-place contender in F Division, How Are You in Another Land, suddenly had an upset stomach, couldn’t hold it, and had to forfeit to run to the bathroom. I somehow ended up advancing to the next round by sheer luck."

Li Xiaofei was speechless.

What the hell, things like this actually happen? If I had known, I would've bet on this guy. It would've been a sure win.

"So, have you signed a livestream contract yet?" Li Xiaofei asked.

Zhang Zhihong responded with a tone of grievance, "Of course, I want to, but the Longya Group doesn't think I'm worth it. I’ve applied several times, but they haven’t offered me a contract... Sigh, these people really don’t have any foresight. Don’t they know that luck is also a form of strength?"

Li Xiaofei was once again rendered speechless.

So, the opportunity I treated like a discarded shoe is something others dream of getting?

Zhang Zhihong patted Li Xiaofei on the shoulder and said sympathetically, "You haven’t gotten one either, right? Don’t worry, win a few more matches, and you might get a chance."

"It’s the opposite; I got one," Li Xiaofei said.

Follow curr𝒆nt nov𝒆ls on fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com.

Zhang Zhihong was momentarily stunned, and then his eyes widened in shock. "You’ve got to be kidding me, right?"

Li Xiaofei casually displayed his livestream permissions.

Zhang Zhihong’s expression instantly changed to one of envy, jealousy, and frustration. "This doesn’t make sense! I defeated the top contender in F Division, and I didn’t get a contract. But you only beat the third ranked in F Division, and you got an invitation... This, this is so unfair!"

Li Xiaofei replied, "Are you forgetting something? I was already the top contender in H Division preliminaries."

Zhang Zhihong was speechless. He suddenly put on a flattering smile and said, "Brother, how about we talk about something?"

"Go ahead," Li Xiaofei said.

"When you’re streaming, don’t you need an assistant? How about you count me in? I’ll work for free."

"Free? I thought you wanted to make money from live streaming?" Li Xiaofei raised an eyebrow.

"Of course not! My reason for wanting to stream on Longya Live isn’t about making money at all. It’s more like... like raising a child only to watch them die. I'm just in it for the fun."

"Are you tough enough to handle a beating?"

"Huh?"

"My streaming assistant needs to be able to take a beating."

"Tough? Of course! Hehe, to tell you the truth, ever since I was a kid, I've been the best at boasting the most, wearing the thickest armor, talking the loudest, and taking the harshest hits."

Li Xiaofei was speechless. The two of them made a plan to stream together after the match.

There was no surprise in the next match either as Li Xiaofei easily defeated the eighth-ranked player from M Division and advanced to the next round.

After the match, he found Zhang Zhihong at the Longya Group plaza, who had also finished his match quickly.

"How did it go? Who was your opponent this time?" Li Xiaofei asked.

"Not good this time, I ran into the first-ranked player from M Division. Damn it."

Zhang Zhihong grumbled incessantly, "Is the schedule in the Light Core rigged or something? Is there some kind of discrimination going on? Why do I always end up against the top players from every division in the preliminaries?"

"It’s okay, a loss is just a loss," Li Xiaofei consoled him. "Come join me for the livestream."

"Who said I lost?" Zhang Zhihong said, surprised. "I mean, sure, my luck was bad, but for some reason, the first-ranked player from M Division, Gentle Drink Family Slayer, also had a sudden bout of diarrhea. He couldn’t hold it, so he forfeited and ran off to the bathroom. I advanced again."

Li Xiaofei was shocked and confused.

You call that bad luck?