Farming Together Chapter 248: Tsunami of Souls

Chapter 248: Tsunami of Souls

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: GaeaTiamat

[Ahhhhh! I can’t believe it’s the little brother! He was also caught by LiLi in the live broadcast room! This time he’s moving. It’s not like photos that don’t move. Oooh, I can’t blink!]

[Here to report from Dimple! As soon as I heard that there was a live broadcast of my little brother, I flew here and called my sisters. They will be here later, la la la la. Let’s see the big beauty…]

[Wait, what the hell is ‘Dimple’? Is this one of your, um…Fan names? That’s a bit too classy! Can you add me?]

[Ahhhhhhhh, I can’t wait to see the show with my little Dimples! He’s so good-looking, he definitely cuts duck feathers like no one else!]

“…”

The sublive broadcast room of A Liquor Store! was as lively as if it was New Year’s Eve.

Among the audience, there were those who weren’t familiar with A Liquor Store! but who  accidentally entered but could never get out, as well as those who heard the news and rushed there, plus the fan group called “Dimple” who enthusiastically promoted their treasured little brother to everyone.

A Liquor Store! knew he was being broadcast live, but he didn’t think he would have so many fans, and that they would be so enthusiastic that they went a little crazy. In his opinion, he just made a better and more perfect face based on his original face, so why was everyone so excited?

Versailles or whatever, it doesn’t exist. He kept calm and chose the knife to the right, the “duck feather knife,” from among the three weapons. This knife looked like a huge bundle of duck feathers, with a white handle at the bottom, and a spiral pattern formed at the top to prevent the user from holding the knife unsteadily.

The knife was green in color, which caused a small part of the audience who had just come from the game forum to involuntarily think about the green ducks that were dyed gold. The edges of the feathers looked soft, but they were actually very sharp and were more than enough to cut other feathers.

The fans in the live broadcast room, who were guessing that their little brother would choose the most beautiful dagger in the middle, “??”

Wait, how did things turn out differently from what they thought? Where’s the beauty? What about elegance? Why was it a cute and a little bit weird style? The pop-up screen was full of question marks, but unfortunately A Liquor Store! had no chance to see it. He still insisted on his choice.

The countdown ended, and the duck feathers fluttered down. A Liquor Store!s eyes were awe-inspiring, and no one could follow how he moved. In any case, the hand holding the knife cut in half five pieces of the same color duck feathers. This was just the beginning, in the following five minutes, he was like an assassin even though he very obviously stood in place without taking a step, he still had control of the entire game map.

In addition to the huge number of twist-colored duck feathers, other colors of duck feathers did not survive intact before they fell to the ground, all cut by A Liquor Store! On the screen, the broadcast showed his consecutive cuts, three, four, five, six, seven!

The audience went from the initial heckling “Haha’s” to quietly watching A Liquor Store!’s performance in less than a minute. If they could live broadcast their expressions at that moment, their dumbfounded faces would probably fill the screen.

Only when the five minutes were over and A Liquor Store! had retrieved his duck feather knife and put it on his waist, then listened to the system calculate the total number of points he had earned, did some audience members slowly come back to their senses. They pushed their nearly dislocated jaws back to their original positions, and then began to excitedly express their afterthoughts.

[Oh my God! The whole time I did not even dare to breathe a little, afraid that I squeaked, and the knife would deviate from the feathers…]

[I never thought…I just casually clicked on a good-looking player’s live broadcast room, but saw the most perfect operation since this play was live broadcast!]

[Damn it, obviously you can live by your face, but you have to rely on technology. This makes us, the poor viewers who can’t play the game, have no face and no skills, unable to live!]

[Friends, do you still feel happy now? Duck feathers cut with a knife? :)]

[I can’t even think about it now, I just feel pain everywhere on my body! QAQ!]

The Dimples, [Begin with the face, then be faithful to the technology. I’m sure you’re worthy of the name Dimple, but you still have such a hand! What other little skills do you have to show us~~]

Dimple didn’t really have much hope when they said this. After all, there were some skills that were enough to last a lifetime as long as one specializes in them.

So after about an hour, they found A Liquor Store! again in the live broadcast room. They wondered if the system that randomly grabbed players into the live broadcast room was also a face-painting system, otherwise how could it grab the same player twice in the same day?

But no one would protest about it, it was a visual feast with good looks and good game effects.

The audience was happy to enter the live broadcast room, but this when they found that A Liquor Store! was shown in a third one, he was guarding ducks to return them safely to their duck house, and the way to return was closely related to the music.

The audience who entered this sublive broadcast room was first stunned, and then a vague anticipation rose.

If they were a good-looking person, they can’t be too bad at singing, right? Plus they heard that this player was very good at playing games, and the he points obtained from the second game of cutting duck feathers should be ranked within the top 50, so this time it must be possible too!

The audience was full of confidence in A Liquor Store!, but A Liquor Store!, who was holding the golden trumpet that he had just gotten, didn’t take the first step for half a day. The rule of the game was to hum along with the melody, he…was it really possible?

As A Liquor Store! seriously recalled, he seemed to have never sung, had never even hummed. A while ago, there was a musical instrument craze in the Village, but he was not interested at all, and went about doing what he was usually supposed to do, so he had never touched a musical instrument.

Now, the activity required the player to hum and sing, and they must also step to the rhythm of the melody. Only when the pieces were in place, would the system give the player a large group of ducks and the player would help them successfully through the difficult and dangerous terrain back to their happy old home.

A Liquor Store!’s throat rolled and his voice didn’t want to come out.

He felt like he was going to flip!

Some viewers in the live broadcast room seemed to sense something and asked A Liquor Store! in a joking tone if he had lost his nerve, or else why he hadn’t started after so long. A Liquor Store! couldn’t see the pop-ups, while other audience members who had confidence in him jumped out one by one to refute them, telling the former not to talk nonsense. Maybe they were building up their strength. In short, they still believed in A Liquor Store!’s gaming skills.

No matter how much hesitation A Liquor Store! had in his mind, the game wouldn’t wait for him to be ready. After the countdown, the ducks that were standing quietly at his feet began to waddle forward. The sharp-tipped duck’s butt twisted and twisted, but it also had a special sense of rhythm, as it watched A Liquor Store!

Soon, they encountered the first difficulty, a pit about half a meter deep full of the smell of wet mud. If someone put a foot down in it they would be dyed all over in black. At the same time, a melody appeared in front of A Liquor Store!’s eyes.

This activity allowed all the players to master the skill of reading music, but knowing it was one thing, using it was another. Now, for example, A Liquor Store! knew how to hum the melody in his heart, but he couldn’t open his mouth. This was probably the dilemma that some beginners faced. They had to take that first step bravely, and only after that would the story happen.

The audience waited patiently, still firmly believing that all the waiting would be worth it when the results come.

This time, however, they were wrong…

After hesitating for a while, A Liquor Store! finally spoke up. If he didn’t say something, wouldn’t he lose his campaign points? That was impossible. For the sake of points, he had to sing bravely!

So the whole audience soon had a common experience that could simply be considered horrible. It was obviously a good tone, but the sound was like fingernails scratching on an iron door “zhi-la-zhi-la.” The sound was strung together, but the tune ran to the sky, or could not return to the next note.

The audience first felt a shudder in their souls, then the cold hairs on their bodies stood up, they got goosebumps on their hands and their legs danced madly. Their heads were like a big iron pot, with someone banging hard on the iron pot, so that their heads buzzed.

What just happened? Why did they feel like a tsunami of souls had occurred? What an unpleasant sound! What a horrible sound wave attack! If such a song was taken to the game Victorious Soundwave, they were afraid it could be a blast, and get the game achievement from it…

That wasn’t the point. The key was, if everyone sang like this, the system would still judge it. A huge board lowered over the big pit, just enough to block the hole, and a large group of ducks got in line to walk over with not a single one left behind.

Audience, “????”

Some viewers swallowed hard and carefully sent pop-ups.

[Everyone…Is everyone still alive? I suspect something is wrong with my ears. The sound of the pass system authentication, I actually found it a bit hard to hear?]

[Be confident. Remove the ‘a little’, this is not ‘a little hard to hear’ ah. It is clearly very, very, titanically hard to hear, ah!]

[Ooooooooo! Urgent request for a pair of ears that have not heard this melody, QAQ!]

[Other people’s singing is for enjoyment, Liquor Store’s singing is for killing, ah! Terrible, really terrible!]

The audience simply could not accept the blow that this was a different face of A Liquor Store!. After his first “success” in singing, his self-confidence burst, and in the face of the difficulties encountered after a few obstacles, where the system responded to what he sang, he sang high and sang loud, without any hesitation. Plus, all the way, the results of his song were that he didn’t lose any of the initial large group of ducks in the end. The result was a huge amount of points for A Liquor Store!!

A Liquor Store!, Great! I’m really a singing genius!