Chapter 121 Earning 2950, ​​and then raising the price at the last minute?

"Count carefully," Lu Xian reminded him.

"Hahaha, alright," the Muscular Streamer laughed.

"Don't worry, we're all watching."

The audience on the street chuckled one after another.

They had already imagined this young man using all his might but failing to bend it even once, then turning red-faced and making a fool of himself.

Snap, snap~ The power twister made a creaking sound as it bent.

Lu Xian was seen bending the 100kg-level power twister with ease, as if it were just a stick.

"Whoa?" The crowd was stunned.

He looked so relaxed.

Is this fake?

"One! He did it!"

The Muscular Man also deliberately widened his eyes, putting on a look of utter shock.

Snap, snap~ "Two, three, four, five..."

Before the Muscular Streamer could say anything else, he was forced to keep counting.

"Is this fake??"

"The Streamer hired an actor!"

"Ten, eleven..."

"He broke ten! Damn! That's fast!"

The Muscular Streamer's livestream room exploded.

The passersby on the street were also dumbfounded, feeling that it was fake!

That was a 100kg power twister!

Bending it once was equivalent to lifting two hundred jin!

It was as easy as bending a rope, are you kidding me?

Looking at him again, his face wasn't red, his heart wasn't racing; it was as if he hadn't even exerted any effort.

"Is this a prop?"

"Twenty, twenty-two, stop talking, twenty-five..."

Snap, snap~ Lu Xian was very fast; those counting could barely keep up.

"Forty, forty-one..."

"What a ruthless guy!"

"A real big brother!"

"I don't believe it, this must be a prop."

Meanwhile, Lu Xian's livestream room was filled with contemptuous sneers, a posture of slapping faces:

[LMAO, look at their expressions, they look as uncomfortable as if they'd eaten shit.]

[Why do you say they ate shit instead of just taking an L?]

[700, 715, 730... come and count the money!]

[...970, 985, 1000 yuan! He's already bent 60! One thousand yuan secured!]

[I said it, right? Are survival tasks getting harder? Where is the difficulty in a money-making challenge starting with 79 yuan? These years in the Survival World D-Class, the difficulty has always been this, okay? Really, don't just spout nonsense with your eyes open, okay? The Survival World is not easy to operate. If you didn't earn money, look for the reason in yourself, okay? Reflect carefully on why you didn't earn money in this challenge and whether you completed the task seriously. This survival challenge is very simple / doge head to save my life.]

[Lu Xian: Ah, yes, yes, yes, you're really good at using memes, huh? V me 50 and I'll show you my strength.]

...

"Seventy, seventy-one..."

"Damn, is this real or what???"

"Look, he's not even blushing, and his hands aren't shaking at all."

The passersby were discussing it heatedly.

The Muscular Streamer's companions joined the ranks of those counting.

Meanwhile, the Muscular Streamer stood to the side, watching Lu Xian bend the power twister without stopping, looking very relaxed.

"This young man really shouldn't be judged by his appearance! He's truly fierce!"

He gave a thumbs up and praised him.

Seeing that the number of people in his livestream room was approaching 10,000, his expression was excited.

"Everyone, click follow, the Streamer will bring you the most exciting livestream."

"Some people say the power twister is fake? Some say this is a script?"

He took two golden power twisters out of a bag on the side and tapped them against each other.

They made a clanging metallic sound as he said:

"Quality guaranteed, absolutely no fakes. Everyone can buy them from the yellow cart; if it's fake, I'll compensate ten times the price."

Then he bent one with all his might, veins popping out.

After letting go, a huge rebound force caused all the muscles in his body to twitch.

A barrage comment said: [The one that handsome guy is holding is fake.]

"How could it be fake? That 200-jin brother from just now, come over and testify."

Barrage: [Scripted actor.]

"Oh my god, how could it be an actor?" The Muscular Streamer was truly about to die of anger.

He was truly speechless at such people.

However, the number of people in the livestream room was constantly surging, over 10k.

The backend showed 13,000 people, and it was still constantly surging.

In the blink of an eye, it was 15,000.

He had already realized that the livestream room was going to blow up!

And the source of this was none other than Lu Xian, the university student he thought was a Kidney-Deficient Man.

"Ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred!"

When Lu Xian bent it to 100, the crowd gasped in astonishment, their faces full of shock.

How is this possible? How did he do it?!

Especially the big guy from earlier who said 'A real man needs 100kg', he understood it deeply.

At this moment, he was even doubting his own life: Is he really bending the same power twister?

Could there be a mechanism that lowers the difficulty?

Just then, the old man who had picked up his dentures chuckled, smiling with a look of "I'm a good judge of character":

"I said this young man wasn't simple; he must have practiced martial arts."

"This morning I even saw him take a brick, just hit it casually, and hey, the brick turned directly into powder!"

"This must be internal qigong!"

"When I was fighting in the war, I met a master who knew qigong; he could strike from a distance..."

Seeing people looking over curiously, the old man talked with enthusiasm.

"Qigong? So this kind of thing really exists?"

The Muscular Streamer suddenly realized.

Lu Xian's livestream room was having a blast:

[Hahahaha, qigong!]

[Sigh, have to say, the qi system attribute does include qigong.]

[I'm curious, what's Brother Lu's physical stat? Great strength creates miracles!]

[Generally, a D-Class Survival Challenger's physical stat is between 10 and 50, unless they put all points into one.]

[How many do you guys think the Streamer can do?]

[At most 200.]

[I guess between 180 and 300, it's impossible to do 400.]

[Stop arguing about this, Brother Lu has already done 150, which means he's earned 2200!]

...

Lu Xian was still bending the power twister very easily, without any resistance.

It felt like bending a thick mobile phone data cable, easy and effortless.

But bending it so much, due to inertia, his hand muscles also felt a trace of fatigue.

"169, 170,..."

The Muscular Streamer was stunned.

Is this going to break a world record?

"Family members, click follow, I feel like I'm dreaming!"

"You might not know, even the strongest fitness coach couldn't do this."

"This is already a superhuman state."

At this moment, looking at the livestream room audience breaking 50k+, he was both excited and nervous.

This was the first time in his streaming career that he had such high popularity!

In his livestream room, someone started spamming big gifts.

Boss Luo: "If he can do over 200, for every one more he does, I'll gift him a Carnival."

"The premise is to let everyone check the authenticity of the power twister he's using now."

The livestream room recognized this level 60 user, a listed company boss named Boss Luo, who often spammed and appeared in front of various big Streamers. Very wealthy.

"Boss Luo is generous!"

The Muscular Streamer smiled and praised, then looked at Lu Xian:

"Brother! Come on! Do two hundred!"

"For every one over two hundred, I'll increase it to 200 yuan for you!"

He suddenly thought of something, gritted his teeth, and changed his words: "500 yuan each!"

A Carnival is 3000, and after the split, he gets 1300.

If this wave of popularity takes off, plus the sales from his yellow cart, he can earn even more.

And the number of times he's done it has already broken records!

"500?" Lu Xian was surprised, but the movement in his hands didn't stop.

500 yuan each, wouldn't he have to twist this iron until it explodes?

Twisting it until it explodes is unlikely, unless he can use skills.

But at 500 each, earning 7799 is doable.

"199, 200!"

"Damn, he really did two hundred!"

"Brother, are you even human? Do you know what 200 means?"

Lu Xian's livestream room: [We know, we know, 2950 yuan!]

[LMAO, did anyone guess which threshold the Streamer's physical stat is at?]

[It should be above 20 physical stat; below 20 wouldn't be this easy.]

...

"Alright, alright, handsome, you can pause for a moment."

The Muscular Streamer stepped forward with a smile to remind him.

At the same time, he took the power twister from Lu Xian's hands, showed it to his livestream room audience, and bent it with effort:

"Look, this is not a prop."

He then let a passerby try it, and it didn't budge at all.