Chapter 33: The Power of Money
Chapter 33: The Power of Money
“Light yellow dress, fluffy hair.”
“Holding my hand to see the newest painting on display!”
“Empty streets, in this hollow home.”
“Leaving me alone at my party!”
“Let it all feel like a dream…”
The big tipper who’d sent the Super Rocket spoke, but this time he wasn’t asking for some inappropriate song. So Mu Yu took a deep breath and went along.
She searched for the song’s backing track on her phone, attempting to imitate the original singer’s style from memory.
Since she wasn’t very familiar with the song, her singing was a bit shaky at first.
But after a few lines, the young streamer gradually caught the rhythm.
Gesturing with her hands, she got more and more into it.
It actually had that rap vibe.
Most of the casual viewers who had stumbled into Mu Yu’s stream had slipped away quietly before she even started singing.
But some stayed, listening as she finished “Melody.”
“Not bad!”
“Followed. Keep it up, streamer!”
“Do another song!”
“She’s actually good! I’m following!”
“Sent some fish balls!”
In Qiyu Live, the vibe across different sections varied greatly.
Compared to the chaotic vibe of the Beauty Zone, the atmosphere in the Performance Zone was definitely much nicer.
What the audience liked was the streamers’ talents.
Good singing, skilled instrument playing, amazing dancing — that’s what earned cheers.
And if they also had a great personality or looked sharp, they could draw crowds just as well as the popular streamers in the Beauty Zone.
“Not bad.”
【G93 gifted Mu Yu 1 Super Rocket. Hurry grab the treasure chest!~~~】
It was another site-wide broadcast!
Mu Yu froze.
Just moments ago, she had been regretting her performance, wishing she had practiced the song more.
And now… she’d gotten a second Super Rocket!
Both this Super Rocket and the previous one were all hers! Her stream instantly exploded with excitement.
“Awesome!”
“Big boss, you rock!”
“Super generous!”
“Incredible!”
Watching the flood of chat messages, Gao Jing finally understood why some people fell deep into the world of streaming.
Spending all their savings, even borrowing money or donating blood just to tip streamers.
All driven by vanity.
Gao Jing chuckled and typed: “Sound was okay, but missing soul. Wanna hear the stone-faced recite-it-like-poetry version.”
Mu Yu’s bewildered expression immediately filled the stream with “HAHAHA” spams.
Giving up trying to act cool, she deadpanned her way through “Melody” once more.
Weirdly enough, it had a certain weird charm.
【G93 gifted Mu Yu 3 Super Rockets. Hurry grab the treasure chest!~~~】
Three Super Rockets showered the stream in a row.
Gao Jing followed up with a system-wide broadcast encouragement: “Rooting for you, keep going!”
Sending off that final blessing, he smoothly exited her stream and closed the browser.
He didn’t get to see her stream erupting once more,
Or witness streamer Mu Yu breaking down in tears right on camera…
But the surge of Energy from his Bronze Anchor told Gao Jing one thing:
His 10,000 bucks weren’t wasted!
Adding flowers to a bouquet is one thing…
But nothing beats giving someone charcoal in a snowstorm.
If Gao Jing had spent those five Super Rockets tipping some top-tier star streamer, he might have gotten a few forced thank-yous and fake compliments at best.
No real gratitude there.
But sending them to Mu Yu – a nobody small streamer – and cheering her on…
The non-stop Power of Faith pouring in was proof enough!
His first test run on Qiyu Live… was a massive success.
“The Power of Money” really lived up to its name.
But right now, his time was limited, so he stopped there, saving further moves for later.
Mission accomplished; he left without lingering on.
Pulling out a beer can, Gao Jing cracked it open and took a sip.
Time to tackle the next project.
He loaded his GoPro footage onto his computer, storing it securely and encrypting everything with encryption software.
Especially footage involving the Chronicle of the Great Wilderness – that needed top-tier protection.
The Chronicle took up fifty-nine pages, packed with thirty thousand years of Great Wilderness Humans’ history.
To Gao Jing, its value was immeasurable.
He needed to study it carefully.
He worked until late, finally hitting the bed.
…….
The next morning, Gao Jing headed out for his two-hour run.
His current physique was leaps and bounds beyond his old self, but fitness was ingrained in his bones.
He saw no reason to stop.
Training helped him master his own body better.
A quick shower after the run, then breakfast time.
Next came a much-needed haircut.
No visit to Tony’s place though.
The man would definitely wonder how his hair grew again overnight.
Explaining that? Too much hassle.
Truth was, Gao Jing had already snagged electric clippers online the night before – cutting his own hair from now on.
No more future awkward explanations at the barber during trips to the Great World.
Safety first paid off in the long run. The little stuff? Important.
By the time he finished trimming, it was almost noon.
Gao Jing flagged down a taxi outside, heading straight to MixC Mall.
Arriving at MixC, he marched right up to the third floor.
The third floor of MixC buzzed with luxury flagships:
Louis Vuitton, Hermès, Gucci, Chanel, Armani, Dior…
All the big names stood there.
Gao Jing had been to MixC before.
But back then? He never cared about these high-end stores.
He wouldn’t even glance at them.
Too expensive? Ignore. Walk inside and browse? Forget it.
100% textbook guy thinking.
This time? He walked straight into Hermès.
He knew nothing about luxury brands.
The choice was simple: Hermès happened to be the closest to the escalator.
Even though it was his very first step inside a place like this, Gao Jing felt strangely calm.
It felt… weirdly familiar. Like he’d done it a thousand times.
“Welcome to Hermès,”
A sweet-faced staff member greeted him with a warm smile. “Good morning, sir. Would you like me to assist you?”
“I’ll look around first,” Gao Jing replied.
Her smile widened. “Of course, take your time. Do let me know if you need anything.”
Staff at these high-end stores were trained well—no snotty attitudes here.
But they also had razor-sharp eyes.
Could tell in a flash who’s actually planning to buy.
Gao Jing? Didn’t look like the typical luxury shopper. Zero flashy gear.
Yet this staffer sensed his intent.
Her demeanor remained genuinely warm and professional.
And her judgment proved spot-on.
Gao Jing spent maybe… five minutes tops browsing the men’s section.
He’d already picked out his new “gear-pack”.
– One white crew-neck mesh T-shirt with signature saddle stitch details: ¥2,500
– One pair of cement-grey twill cotton trousers (stretchy waistband, no belt fuss): ¥5,700
– Plus, pair of calfskin trainers: ¥5,950
Total? ¥14,150 for the trio.
He tried them on quickly—perfectly happy with the look and feel—then paid upfront.
No discounts at Hermès.
But they’d been running a promotion: spend enough, get a bonus.
He walked out clutching a box containing three pairs of underwear.
Less than half an hour later? Gao Jing was transformed head to toe.
Propelling his overall vibe up by another solid 0.5.
That was the Power of Money—sharp, strong, and changing everything.