Chapter 445 The First Generation of Torture Testers, New Toys Are About to Appear

An awkward atmosphere continued to spread throughout the livestream room.

Inside this office, it felt as if even the speed of the air flowing had slowed down.

Li Jiajun leaned back against his executive chair.

His gaze fell upon the phone screen fixed to a metal stand in front of him, staring blankly at it.

After that verbal sparring session about "serious ideas," the hundred-thousand-plus online viewers, who had been incredibly active, now felt as though they had collectively been muted.

The red-faced monkey emojis that occasionally floated by...

...were like invisible mirrors, clearly reflecting the guilty consciences of the Netizens behind their phone screens.

Usually, these people were bold and opinionated on the internet.

They styled themselves as kings of ideas and creative directors in various fields.

However,

when it came down to business—requiring a face-to-face video call and a serious industrial proposal that could withstand scrutiny and be put into production—

they all turned into shrinking violets.

No one dared to click that highly anticipated application button on the screen.

The waiting process felt exceptionally long.

The "tick-tock" of the second hand on the office wall clock was very clear in this environment.

He picked up the teacup beside him.

Li Jiajun brought it to his lips and took a sip.

The warm tea slid down his throat, but it couldn't wash away the speechless frustration in his heart.

'It seems I can't count on this batch of Netizens.'

'I thought I could pool everyone's wisdom to find a serious toy project that would get the assembly line running smoothly.'

'Turns out it was all just a case of Lord Ye's love for dragons,' he thought to himself.

Time ticked away, second by second.

Just when he thought today's grand collection effort was going to end in a complete failure,

his palm had already lifted from the desk.

His finger hovered over the edge of the phone screen.

He was ready to make up some lame excuse like "I need to check a machine in the factory" or "I suddenly have a stomach ache and need the restroom" to take the opportunity to end the stream.

...

And just then,

a crisp system notification sound suddenly rang out from the quiet phone speaker.

"Ding-dong—"

Finally, there was a request to connect!

Following the direction of the sound,

a bouncing profile picture frame popped up in the bottom right corner of the phone screen.

That small square icon stood out remarkably against the otherwise frozen interface.

Looking at that single application,

instantly,

Li Jiajun's eyes lit up.

It felt like a drowning man catching a life-saving straw.

His mood, which had sunk to rock bottom, instantly experienced a rebound of wild joy.

He quickly sat up straight.

His back, which had been somewhat slumped from staring blankly, immediately straightened.

To show respect for this "warrior" who had broken the deadlock,

he even reached out and quickly straightened his slightly wrinkled shirt collar.

'Heaven has eyes!'

'Finally, someone has the guts to step forward and provide a serious idea.'

With this expectant thought,

without any hesitation,

he decisively tapped the phone screen with his finger.

And thus, he accepted the connection request.

...

The screen instantly split in two.

On the left was still Li Jiajun's expectant and enthusiastic smiling face.

The image on the right entered a brief delay as the signal connected.

A buffering loading circle spun continuously against the black background.

During these few seconds of delay,

Li Jiajun quickly rehearsed his opening remarks in his head.

He prepared a passionate yet professional opening, intending to properly welcome this "serious person" who could save the toy factory's assembly line.

However,

the network data stream completed the final puzzle.

When the person connecting appeared on the screen,

and the high-definition camera feed completely stabilized,

Li Jiajun was stunned.

The bright smile he was about to give instantly froze on his face.

His jaw dropped slightly.

His eyes widened slightly.

Because this was an acquaintance.

Appearing on the other side of the screen was none other than the bratty kid, Long Aoao, who had connected with him before.

...

In the frame,

the boy was wearing a well-tailored little suit.

The high-end dark blue fabric looked textured under the indoor lights, and the shoulder stitching perfectly fit the child's frame.

At the collar of his shirt, there was even a delicate little red bowtie pinned on.

His hair was combed meticulously.

Clearly, a lot of expensive hair gel had been applied, slicking it back into a smooth, shiny pompadour.

It gleamed under the camera's lens.

His cheeks still had some lingering baby fat.

At this moment,

this little guy sat upright in front of the screen, hands on the desk, striking the serious pose of a little adult.

Regarding this little guy,

Li Jiajun had a deep impression—one could even say it was unforgettable.

His thoughts, like a bursting dam, uncontrollably flooded back to those magical and bizarre days.

This Nine-Year-Old Romance Master...

...was the one who drove that stealth car named "dragon knight no. 1."

The little Saint of Love who went to meet a female college student in person.

Back then,

this child had the same serious look in the livestream room.

Using a high-pitched, childish voice, he had earnestly requested a custom-made children's car that would be the fastest in the entire residential compound.

And to avoid his parents' searches and confiscation,

he specifically emphasized the need for certain "undetectable" stealth features.

...

At the time, Li Jiajun, in the spirit of satisfying customer needs,

with a stroke of his pen,

had directly equipped that so-called "children's toy car" with world-class stealth coating capable of absorbing all radar signal bands.

He had even stuffed a military-grade drone propulsion system into the chassis.

The result?

After getting the car, this brat didn't act like some king of the kids in the compound at all.

Instead, he floored the accelerator.

Driving that ghost sports car with no license plate and invisible to speed cameras, he zoomed onto the intercity highway!

That scene...

Li Jiajun had seen it clearly afterward in online surveillance footage and news replays.

The entire city's traffic police were mobilized.

Police cars and high-powered motorcycles blared their ear-piercing sirens, launching an unprecedented pursuit and blockade on the highway.

However, all the gantries and surveillance cameras along the way...

...were rendered blind in the face of dragon knight no. 1's dual optical and radar stealth.

The moment it entered the shadow of a gantry, the vehicle seemed to evaporate into thin air.

Only to abruptly reappear hundreds of meters away.

It literally led those experienced traffic police captains on a wild goose chase until they were dizzy and questioning their very existence.

With a single toy car, this little guy ground the entire traffic command network of Baishui City into the dirt.

He was the brat who ultimately caused the entire city's traffic police to come after him.

...

And his purpose for creating such a massive commotion...

...was actually just to cross cities and reach the University Town Commercial Street in the neighboring city.

To meet a female college student with the online handle "Sunny Doll" in person!

That scene, arguably the most awkward meeting-in-person in history, is still repeatedly played as a legendary clip on major forums.

When that matte black ghost car, after a spectacular drift, stopped in front of a popular milk tea shop,

the door opened.

Long Aoao, wearing a little suit and small sunglasses, made a grand entrance.

Facing the Campus Belle who had been eagerly expecting a tall, handsome younger guy,

he delivered that classic, soulful confession.

It caused the female college student's mind to go blank on the spot, marking the most complete social death she had experienced in twenty years.

Her best friend beside her was laughing so hard she doubled over, completely losing her composure.

Immediately after,

alternating red and blue police lights surrounded the entire commercial street.

Over a dozen police cars crowded the entrance of the milk tea shop until it was completely blocked.

The farce only ended after the boy's biological father rushed out of an Audi in a fit of rage.

Accompanied by a deafening roar,

and the afterimage of a seven wolves belt made of genuine Italian cowhide swinging through the air,

amidst the crisp sounds of Physical Salvation and wails for mercy,

the kid's glorious deeds became a legend of a Saint of Love worshipped by the entire internet.

Countless Netizens even followed the trend, leaving comments asking to buy a similar stealth car in the livestream room.

...

Memories flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

The other party's real name was Long Xiaotian.

His childhood name was Long Aoao.

Of course, on this mobile livestreaming platform used for interactive connections, his registered username was also Long Aoao.

Recalling these utterly ridiculous past events,

and looking at this familiar face on the phone screen,

Li Jiajun felt a strong sense of his scalp tingling.

He had been full of joy, thinking he had finally waited for a serious person.

Someone who could provide some down-to-earth industrial toy idea that would benefit humanity.

Instead, he ended up with the industry-recognized "First-Generation Torture Instrument Tester"!

The moment this kid opens his mouth, his requests are definitely aimed at challenging the bottom lines of both law and physics!

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down with difficulty.

He swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva.

In this livestream room with over a hundred thousand online viewers,

facing the baby-faced boy sitting upright on the other side of the screen,

the opening remarks Li Jiajun had just prepared—polite phrases like "Welcome, family member" and "Thank you for sharing a serious idea"—

felt as if they had been glued shut.

They were stuck firmly in his throat.

He now just wanted to hang up immediately.