Tycoon: From Rags to Riches

Chapter 162: Chapter 151: (Live Stream Content Ends)

Five minutes later, the third round began.

If the second round was the deciding battle, then the third was a battle for dignity.

The streamer battling Yangyang this time was, once again, a man.

His screen name was Jiu Jin, and he looked very young—around twenty years old.

But despite his youth, he was a bona fide king of popularity on the TikTok PK circuit, having been the Liao Province regional champion in TikTok’s annual Carnival competition for three consecutive years.

Barring any surprises, he was expected to be the Liao Province champion again this year.

Even though it was the middle of the night, his stream still had over 100,000 viewers, a testament to his immense popularity.

[Prince Heng]: Let’s just start when you’re ready.

[Prince Heng]: I’m tired.

Gu Heng stuck to his usual routine, dropping scrolling comments in Jiu Jin’s stream.

At the same time, he casually opened the viewer list in Jiu Jin’s stream.

A quick glance revealed a full 24 max-level accounts.

It certainly looked intimidating, but Gu Heng knew that at least half of them were just there for the show. Many had probably even followed over from the last two rounds.

The ones who would actually put up a fight probably numbered less than ten.

In response to Gu Heng’s question, the other side offered no reply. They simply had Jiu Jin send a PK battle request to Yangyang.

Soon, the PK channel opened.

Gu Heng stuck to his usual pace, while the other side, much like in the first round, launched a concentrated barrage right from the start. They instantly suppressed Gu Heng, creating an impressive show of overwhelming force.

However, having seen the previous two rounds, the audience knew this seemingly overwhelming assault was just a flash in the pan, impossible to sustain for long.

And indeed, that’s exactly how it played out. As time went on, the growth of Jiu Jin’s score bar slowed, then slowed again.

The initial concentrated fire from several hundred people dwindled to dozens, and finally, to just a handful.

Desire Emperor was still holding on. Prince Ning was still holding on. Qi’an was still holding on. Giant Deer was still holding on...

It was just a live stream PK battle, yet they had somehow turned it into a tragic epic. Many viewers who had been watching since the battle against Yaya couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

"They teamed up to take Prince Heng down a peg, but he ended up turning the tables on them! An army of over a hundred Level 70+ accounts couldn’t beat Prince Heng by himself. That dude is an absolute god!"

"One versus a hundred! Congrats to Prince Heng on unlocking the ’Hundred-Man Slayer’ achievement!"

"Across all of TikTok, there are only a hundred or so max-level accounts, and tonight four of them are getting wiped out. It’s kind of a shame when you think about it!"

"Prince Heng has clearly already won, but he’s still spending like crazy. He’s not planning on letting them win a single round!"

"I just did some quick math. Prince Heng has spent nearly 60 million in gifts tonight alone. With that much money, you could be king of my little backwater county!"

"What a fucking idiot. If I had that kind of money, I’d just keep a starlet on the side, or maybe start my own MCN agency and be the boss. Wouldn’t that be a better deal?"

"Ever think that maybe he’s just in a good mood tonight and doing it for the emotional satisfaction?"

"Prince Heng, if you’re just gonna hog all the glory tonight, then I’ll just be a jealous hater. But if you’ve got the same vision as President Lu, then I’m your biggest fan. From now on, if anyone online dares to trash talk you, I’ll show them my 18 years of finely honed Zaun-level trash talk!"

"Enough with the fancy jargon. I’m from the Central Plains; I like plain talk!"

...

Time ticked by, second by second. No matter how desperately Desire Emperor and the others tried to save face, they could only watch helplessly as Gu Heng overtook them once again.

Their fingers: ’Go faster!’

Their reason: ’Calm down!’

As Level 75 whales, Desire Emperor and the others were naturally all incredibly wealthy.

Ten million wasn’t a fortune to them, but it wasn’t a small sum, either.

They might not even blink at spending ten million on something for their own pleasure, but they would definitely hesitate to spend that much just to prove a point.

It’s like how some horndogs think 500 yuan for a "Type 98" massage is a steal, but feel like they’re bleeding money if they spend the same 500 yuan on a full-body Thai massage.

The principle is the same. Everyone has their own internal scale for what’s worth it.

It was because of this internal scale that, no matter how badly Desire Emperor and the others wanted to save face, their reason still restrained their actions.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Unsurprisingly, Gu Heng had once again claimed victory.

Three rounds, three wins. A clean sweep!

The grand finale concluded. The once-feverish atmosphere in both streams suddenly fell silent.

[Desire Emperor]: A bet’s a bet.

As those three words scrolled by, watched by hundreds of thousands, the avatar of Desire Emperor—previously number one on Jiu Jin’s leaderboard—suddenly went gray.

The dazzling emblem symbolizing a Level 75 account vanished. When people tried to click on Desire Emperor’s profile page again, they were met with a system message: This user has deleted their account.

Witnessing this, everyone felt a sense of shock.

This was, after all, an account that had cost over twenty million to build, yet it disappeared just like that, without a sound.

[Prince Ning]: A bet’s a bet.

[Qi’an]: A bet’s a bet.

[Giant Deer]: A bet’s a bet.

[Qiuying]: A bet’s a bet.

[Mysterious City]: A bet’s a bet.

[Nao Nao]: A bet’s a bet.

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