[A Few Minutes Later]
[Don't Like Egg Yolk Pastry: The streamer has been sitting there motionless for five minutes now. What's going on? Wasn't he supposed to be pulling cards?]
[Dan-heart Eternal: Just got here?]
[Don't Like Egg Yolk Pastry: Yeah.]
[Dan-heart Eternal: Because My Pee Is Yellow has already burned out.]
[Glue Man: According to the plan, My Pee Is Yellow is pulling for Nero. He planned to go for 6+5, but he underestimated just how unlucky he is.]
[Glue Man: Before he ended up like this, staring blankly with lifeless eyes and sitting in front of the camera like a shattered stone statue worn down by wind and time, he hit full hard pity seven times in a row. That means it took a full 1,260 pulls to get six copies of Nero.]
[Glue Man: And even more impressive, during that process, every off-banner he lost to was Yanqing. His Yanqing is already maxed out, even overflowing. I think My Pee Is Yellow must really love Yanqing now.]
[Don't Like Egg Yolk Pastry: Th-this... that's way too scary, right? Hearing you say it like that, I feel like I'm usually pretty lucky... at least compared to My Pee Is Yellow...]
[So Handsome I Get Beaten on the Street: So what did egg yolk pastry ever do to you?]
Another two minutes passed.
Only then did light return to My Pee Is Yellow's eyes. He raised a hand to cover his head, showing a look of exhaustion.
Even though pulling cards only took a little time, and it was just moving his fingers, not physically tiring at all, he still felt like his mind had gone through something completely overwhelming and unavoidable.
He used to quite like Yanqing...
Letting out a deep breath, My Pee Is Yellow gritted his teeth, then said in a heavy voice, "Everyone, excuse me for a bit, I'm going to grab something."
After saying that, he stood up, turned around, and left without looking back, opening the door and going into another room.
His face, flushed all the way down to his neck, left the screen. At the moment he turned his head, those bloodshot eyes looked incredibly determined, like he had made some kind of decision.
About two minutes later, My Pee Is Yellow came back carrying a cylindrical object, with something like a mask attached on top.
Sharp-eyed viewers recognized it immediately... an oxygen tank.
Sometimes, people can get so angry they practically suffocate themselves.
Right now, My Pee Is Yellow was clearly in that kind of situation. The fact that he had prepared something like this meant he knew he was already at his limit.
If there was another round like before, he might really end up needing oxygen because of how bad his luck was.
Back in front of the camera, My Pee Is Yellow sat down again and placed the oxygen tank beside him.
Maybe out of habit or upbringing, even though he often said outrageous things, he still controlled his expression and forced a smile at the viewers watching his stream.
"Alright everyone, let's continue."
His voice sounded a bit weak, but it quickly regained some energy. As he spoke, he rubbed his hands together in anticipation.
To change his luck, when he went to get the oxygen tank earlier, he had even specifically washed his hands.
"Even though the process was a bit rough, a bit bumpy, I still got six copies of Nero. Next, for the weapon banner, I shouldn't be this unlucky anymore, right?"
[AI Assistant: My Pee Is Yellow is already flushed red and miserable, but he's still smiling at us. Now I believe he really is rich.]
[Bluetooth Disconnected: So you didn't see him spending like crazy earlier?]
[Drowned in the Underworld While Alive: I do feel bad for him, but I'm a viewer, so I want to laugh.]
[Remember to Attend 8 AM Tomorrow: Well, he's rich. Even though money is still money, what he spent doesn't really hurt him, but for us it's like working ourselves to the bone.]
[Drowned in the Underworld While Alive: We're just netizens, bro, you're crossing the line.]
[Pancake Roll Genius: So is the reason My Pee Is Yellow is this unlucky when pulling Nero really because he always says outrageous stuff and got punished? Like, because he's too filthy, he can't get close to the pure Nero?]
[I'm Really Not a Mole: Who knows, but it's not like MiHoYo would adjust the rates just for him, right? I feel like maybe, more or less, it might actually have some effect?]
[Siberian Duck Ya: So what does your inside info say?]
[I'm Really Not a Mole: No inside info at all. Anyway, I believe it's because My Pee Is Yellow says too many outrageous things.]
[Siberian Duck Ya: 6]
The viewers felt both sympathy and amusement at My Pee Is Yellow's situation. Watching for spectacle and entertainment didn't really change.
Meanwhile, My Pee Is Yellow switched the gacha interface from the character banner to the Light Cone banner and continued his ten-pull journey.
After one ten-pull, no gold.
After two ten-pulls, still no gold.
After three ten-pulls, still nothing.
My Pee Is Yellow seemed to turn into an emotionless pulling machine, repeating the cycle between ten-pull and skip with a numb expression.
Very quickly, seventy pulls had passed.
As expected, he hit full soft pity again.
But there was barely any expression on his face. He was used to it by now.
After going through seven consecutive full hard pities on the character banner, his mental endurance had increased significantly.
His expectations for this round of pulling had dropped a lot. He no longer hoped to be extremely lucky, he just wanted to not lose the 50/50.
Looking at the screen, My Pee Is Yellow swallowed. He knew the trial had begun. This round would be challenging.
The index finger of his right hand resting on the left mouse button trembled slightly. The cursor hovered over the ten-pull option, then clicked lightly.
The golden ticket left behind a long trailing glow...
"That's right, just like this, don't go off, don't go off, even if it does, it's fine, but don't give me Yanqing again..." My Pee Is Yellow prayed in his heart.
But as the five-star Hunt icon flashed, My Pee Is Yellow's heart seemed to stop.
Then, a Light Cone appeared before his eyes, featuring Jing Yuan's broad arms and the sleeping side profile of a certain genius young swordsman from the Xianzhou Luofu.
"Ahhh! Yanqing! Why is it you again! Ahhh! You again! Ahhh! I don't want to see you anymore! Ahhh!"
Even My Pee Is Yellow couldn't take it anymore. He let out a scream that sounded like it tore from deep inside him, then collapsed backward into his chair.
Then he struggled to get up, trying several times before finally climbing out of the chair, and shakily reached out to grab the oxygen tank, only to accidentally knock it over.
He stretched his arm with effort, finally grabbing the tank, then started breathing oxygen.
His whole body slumped into the chair, his eyes filled with confusion.