Chapter 388 Pulling the Trigger

Facing an online viewer count that had once again broken through one hundred thousand and was still soaring at an exaggerated speed, the server fans in the livestream backend began running at full power.

Then, the feed cut back to Li Jiajun's side.

Looking at the densely packed scrolling comments in the top right corner of the screen and the rapidly rising number of viewers, the smile on Li Jiajun's confident face grew wider.

He had just thought that these viewers truly found selling fire extinguishers boring and had all run away.

Now it seemed that wasn't the case at all.

"These Netizens have never seen the world; they must be completely stunned by this super cool design."

"Although they shout every day that watching me build civilian tools is boring, their bodies are very honest."

"After all, no one can refuse this big tube full of heavy industrial mechanical beauty." This thought emerged in his mind.

The more Li Jiajun thought about it, the more pleased he felt.

The pride of having his self-developed "high-tech firefighting equipment" sought after welled up within him.

Accompanying this gratified emotion, he unreservedly treated these narcissistic internal thoughts as narration for the livestream.

He simply read them out straight-faced directly to the livestream room:

"See? I knew you guys were all mouth says no, but body says yes."

"Just a moment ago you were complaining that me selling firefighting equipment was boring, but now you're all staring with wide eyes, unable to leave."

"You've been won over by my handsome design, haven't you?"

...

Once these words were spoken, the Netizens, who had just been shocked by this "RPG," were instantly stung by this sharp-tongued remark.

They had clearly run back to see how this Streamer was going to court death!

Instead, they ended up being mocked by the other party.

The comments section ushered in another huge explosion, and the viewers protested one after another:

"Damn! Main Streamer, why are you adding narration to your own internal thoughts again!"

"Who the hell is mouth says no, but body says yes? We're here to take screenshots as evidence for court!"

"If the group hadn't said you pulled one out, who would come back to watch your crappy sales pitch!"

"When will you fix this habit of narrating for yourself? Can you not be so heart-stabbing!"

Facing the explosive counterattacks and heckling in the livestream room, Li Jiajun simply filtered out those harsh words.

He felt the atmosphere had been built up enough.

Just showing everyone this domineering exterior was not enough to demonstrate the hardcore strength of this product.

It was time to show the real technique.

He cleared his throat.

He put away the casual smile on his face, and his expression became very serious.

He solemnly stated to the camera:

"family, when buying firefighting equipment, you can't just look at the appearance."

"True gold fears no fire; you have to take the mule or horse out for a walk to see what it is."

"Now, I'm going to test my 'absolutely safe' over-the-horizon firefighting tool."

...

As soon as he finished speaking, he put down the heavy, dark gray cylinder.

He leaned it steadily against a metal shelf to the side.

Subsequently, under the watchful eyes of over a hundred thousand pairs of eyes, Li Jiajun's fingers tapped quickly on the settings options of the livestream interface.

He directly dialed a video connection.

This was the same livestream link-up function that entertainment Streamers often used.

Accompanied by a few crisp connection waiting tones, after a few seconds, the video was connected.

The video connection he made was to the deputy manager of his other Fishing Rod factory, which had already had some of its core production lines taken away by the military.

After the feed on the other side connected, the signal was processed by the platform and simultaneously displayed in the livestream room.

The entire livestream screen instantly split into left and right screens.

On the left, Li Jiajun was standing on the spacious backyard open space of the Li Family Toy Factory.

On the right, a middle-aged man wearing a work jacket and a hard hat appeared.

...

This sudden dual-screen interaction left the Netizens in the livestream room a bit confused.

"What kind of operation is this?"

"Is the Main Streamer going to PK with this uncle online to sell fire extinguishers?"

"Is this some novel sales script?"

Looking at the outrageous guesses in the comments, Li Jiajun began to explain today's test site.

According to his previous positioning plan, the old site of the Fishing Rod factory that appeared on the right screen served as the target range.

It was a full seven or eight kilometers away in a straight line from his current Li Family Toy Factory.

Between the two locations, there were large stretches of wasteland and several rolling small hills.

Such a distance was simply astronomical for conventional fire hoses or dry powder fire extinguishers.

Even the world's most advanced imported fire ladder trucks could not spray a water jet to such a distant range.

He had discussed it with the other party long ago, asking this deputy manager to stand by there today.

The purpose was to cooperate with his performance of this over-the-horizon precision firefighting.

...

Then, the video connection was successful.

Li Jiajun nodded to the deputy manager on the right screen and gave the order.

"Old Liu, start."

In the video, this deputy manager was in an empty, abandoned muddy field.

All around were yellow soil and gravel flattened by excavators, without even a single extra weed.

The deputy manager fixed his phone onto a tripod that had been prepared in advance.

The lens was aimed exactly at a pile of debris in the center of the muddy field.

It was a pile of trash made up of discarded cardboard boxes and rotten wood.

The deputy manager pulled a windproof lighter from his pocket.

With a soft "pop," a flame shot out.

He bent down and used the lighter to light a fire.

It was a small bonfire lit with some garbage scraps.

The dry cardboard boxes ignited instantly upon contact with the open flame.

The flames greedily licked the surrounding wood.

Accompanied by gusts of breeze, the fire gradually grew stronger.

In no time, the original small flames had turned into an orange-yellow fire half a person's height.

Billowing black smoke rose toward the sky.

...

Then, seeing the flames jump up, the deputy manager did not hesitate at all after lighting the fire.

He kept in mind the instructions the boss had specifically given over the phone.

The boss had repeatedly emphasized that when this thing flew over, the commotion might be very loud.

To prevent being accidentally injured, the deputy manager turned around, took off running, and quickly reached a safe spot dozens of meters away.

After running to the designated position, he panted heavily.

Only the phone mounted on the tripod remained.

He stood in the distance, watching from afar, keeping the phone's lens steadily aimed at the burning spot.

The entire fire was clearly presented on the right side of the livestream screen.

Confirming the target was ready.

Everything was set.

The camera cut back to the left screen.

That is, Li Jiajun's side.

...

He looked at the blazing fire on the right screen.

His expression became incredibly focused.

He took a deep breath and adjusted his stance.

With one foot in front and one behind, he stood as straight as a pine, forming a perfect support point for force.

Then, he bent down, exerted force with both hands, and hoisted the thick tube onto his shoulder in a proper manner.

The cold touch of the tube body pressed against his shoulder.

He picked up this dark gray launcher.

This thing was not light, but he forced himself to straighten his back.

His finger rested on the trigger, feeling the slight resistance.

Without any hesitation, he decisively pulled the trigger.