Delta: The First Person at the Peak

Chapter 100: Information Science Academy Reputation Maxed Out!

Peach Cat's voice messages keep popping up in WeChat, it's so annoying!

"Brother, please~ just give your little sister a bite~"

"Brother, brother, please~ Just let me have a bite, and I'll show you an exclusive treat~"

Jiang Feng felt a chill run down his spine, goosebumps all over his body, and quickly typed two lines of text to send:

Sister, I'm a streamer, you seem to have been exposed.

Be careful not to get your WeChat account flooded with friend requests.

He wanted to add, "Are there still any exclusive perks?", but as soon as he sent the message, a red exclamation mark popped up in the chat box.

Well, I've been blocked.

Jiang Feng stared at the red exclamation mark for two seconds, then shook his head helplessly.

At most, I'll just get my livestream banned for a day. But for Peach Cat, who operates on the fringes of the law, making her contact information public will definitely cause her a lot of trouble later on.

Looking at the game screen again, the female doctor in front of Jiang Feng had also exited the game and been eliminated.

I bet this Peach Cat is panicking.

Gao Mingtian and several classmates behind him were already shaking with suppressed laughter. Those who actually knew Peach Cat were already online having sex.

"What are you laughing at!" Jiang Feng glared at Gao Mingtian behind him. "If you laugh again, I'll jump into the water."

"Wind God, please calm down! I wasn't laughing!" Gao Mingtian's face twitched, alternating between crying and laughing.

A classmate leaned over, shoving his phone screen in front of Jiang Feng's eyes, and said slyly, "I went to X and saw that people have already left comments under Peach Cat's post. The comment section is hilarious!"

Jiang Feng glanced at the comments and saw that some fans had already left messages, such as "Feng Family Army was here", "Don't let Jiang Feng follow", and "This treasure girl has followed".

Jiang Feng was both amused and exasperated. This was truly an unexpected turn of events. He never imagined that he would run into someone like Fu Liji while playing a game.

I can't believe he would never release the chat history!

I originally wanted to create some entertainment value, and the entertainment value was indeed explosive, it even destroyed the live stream!

He turned to look at the ban notification on the computer screen, the words "[Ban on live streaming privileges for 1 day]" were clearly visible.

Jiang Feng knew the impact wouldn't be significant; he understood that with this kind of ban, an appeal would likely result in its early lifting.

Meanwhile, Chen Dexing and Chen Yulin's live stream room was already overwhelmed by Jiang Feng's "live stream refugees".

Originally, there were only a few hundred people in their live stream, but now the number has skyrocketed to over 1000, with the chat messages scrolling by at breakneck speed.

It's like planting willows without intending to create a lush grove; I only wanted to boost the popularity of these two today, and now I've exceeded my expectations.

The screen was flooded with comments:

This is hilarious! I can't take it anymore, I need the rest of the chat history!

[It's a great loss to Feng!]

[A Joyful Collaboration Between Two Chefs!]

[Peach probably never expected that trying to take a bite out of a game would land her in WeChat account trouble.]

[I can't stop laughing, I need to go to X and leave a comment under Peach Cat's post.]

Even more outrageous is that some geniuses with nothing better to do managed to find Peach Cat's WeChat account by trying the last two digits of the nine digits in the eleven bullet slots.

[Peach Cat's WeChat ID is 134XXXXXXX, it's been tested and it works!]

Just then, Jiang Feng's WeChat vibrated again. It was a message from An Ke, four messages in a row.

Anke: Don't do anything reckless.

Anke: These women all have some problems.

Anke: And most of these are being watched by the domestic police, so you shouldn't get involved.

Anke: You'd better control yourself, you know what I mean.

Jiang Feng stared at the screen, his lips twitching, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

What's this? A well-intentioned reminder from the young lady?

Is he the kind of person who can't control himself?

He replied with a few messages, both amused and exasperated:

Jiang Feng: ...I know what I'm doing. I've already deleted the contact information.

Jiang Feng: I really didn't expect that a female boss I randomly met would turn out to be...

He didn't dare say what came next, feeling it was too outrageous to say.

Anke replied instantly: You can appeal this ban. If you can't appeal, I'll ask someone on the platform for you.

Jiang Feng: Okay, I'll try it myself first.

Five kilometers away, Anke, nestled on the sofa, was already doubled over with laughter after reading the news. She grabbed a handful of pistachios, her smile never fading – the show was truly explosive!

Then Anke opened Chen Yulin's live stream. Although she could choose between her two roommates' live streams, she hadn't forgotten that Chen Yulin was her biggest fan!

They lost interest in continuing and, after scraping the land, Jiang Feng and his group simply shut down the power and left.

The moment the settlement screen popped up, Chen Yulin jumped up: "Wow! 371 million! Chen Dexing, what's up?!"

Chen Yulin won because of his smoothbore guns and array servers!

Looking at his earnings panel, Chen Dexing slumped into his chair and wailed, "I hate Xiaomi stores! I'm never camping out with these 'knife runners' again!"

With a mournful face, Chen Dexing grabbed Jiang Feng's arm and pleaded, "Fengzi, good brother! Can we do 50 squats tomorrow night? We have PE class tomorrow morning. If I do them today, I definitely won't be able to get up tomorrow!"

Jiang Feng stroked his chin, deliberately drawing out his words: "Sure—"

Just as Chen Dexing was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Jiang Feng added, "But there has to be interest. If we do it tonight, it'll be 50; if we do it tomorrow night, it'll be 60!"

"What? Ten more in one day? This is usury!" Chen Dexing exclaimed in shock.

"Take it or leave it." Jiang Feng shrugged. "Anyway, there are so many people watching the live stream, there's nothing I can do if you want to back out."

"And the entire college will be there to witness it," Chen Yulin maliciously reminded him.

Watching the two of them go at it, Chen Dexing finally slumped back into his chair, looking utterly dejected: "Fine... 60 it is..."

"Should we continue our oil-smearing operation?" Chen Yulin asked, leaning closer.

Jiang Feng glanced at the time: 8:41 PM, more than two hours before lights out at 11 PM. The whole thing was to drive traffic to these two; even if his own livestream was banned, the "oil-touching" operation had to continue.

Jiang Feng could have used Zhang Jindong's account to start a live stream, but after thinking about it, he realized it wasn't necessary, so he decided to just give the two of them some viewership.

Jiang Feng had Zhang Jindong hold up his phone and casually recorded a video. The camera was zoomed in on his slightly helpless face, but his tone was calm:

"There was a slight hiccup, so the live stream is temporarily suspended for one day. The 'oil-touching' operation will continue tonight. Brothers of the Feng family army, go to the live streams of my classmates Chen Yulin and Chen Dexing."

"Also, please don't bother them, okay? It was an accident..."

The moment the video was posted, the comment section exploded. The speed at which likes and shares were frightening, and the fans' enthusiasm was not dampened at all.

Feng Family Army, assemble! Target: Chen Yulin and Chen Dexing's live stream!

The oil-smearing spree can't stop! I can't sleep without Fengshen watching!

In less than ten minutes, the popularity of Chen Yulin and Chen Dexing's live broadcast room soared to over 3000. The two of them stared wide-eyed at the data in the backend—this was a level of traffic they never dared to dream of under normal circumstances!

Then Jiang Feng continued to send the QR code to the group, which sparked another fierce debate.

........................

At 11:30 p.m., the power was off and the lights were out. Dorm 214 had been without broadcasts for half an hour.

Jiang Feng helped four classmates fulfill their dreams tonight.

The two gangs got away with it, Gao Mingtian helped the poor, but Cao Xumin, who started it all, was the one who suffered the most...

The fan group was still incredibly lively. Some people who managed to grab a QR code and were carried by Jiang Feng were posting screenshots of their earnings in the group, expressing their gratitude to Jiang Feng. Others were regretting that they hadn't managed to grab a QR code.

Jiang Feng is already very efficient. He speedrunned several rounds of Juehang tonight. Except for one round where he was buried by potato mines and had no choice, he crushed the map in the other rounds. His efficiency is at its maximum.

However, there are too many monks and not enough porridge; too many people want to fulfill their dreams, so some people will inevitably be disappointed.

Fortunately, Jiang Feng said in the group that this kind of dream-fulfilling activity of touching oil and pots would be held more often in the future, and accounts that had fulfilled their dreams before would not be allowed to participate again.

In this way, as long as there are enough rounds, every student will have the opportunity to realize their dream, and the regrets in the group will soon be replaced by discussions looking forward to the next event.

Jiang Feng's reputation reached its peak in no time; at least among his classmates in the School of Information Science, who didn't know Jiang Feng?

Once Jiang Feng truly becomes a top star, I doubt anyone will say that he was unsociable during his university years.

Meanwhile, in the girls' dormitory.

Fang Ningxue lay on the bed board, the curtains of the upper bunk were drawn tightly, blocking out the faint light from outside.

Only the phone screen was lit, and that faint light shone on her face, clearly illuminating her slightly furrowed brows.

Her fingertips hovered above the screen, just millimeters from the input box, but she didn't touch them for a long time.

On the screen is a WeChat chat box with Jiang Feng.