Livestreaming Farming in a Werewolf Game

Su Xiaoxiao works as a gaming streamer for her cousin's livestreaming company. Thanks to her superb combat skills and long legs, she has held the number one spot on the combat rankings for years.

Later, her cousin tricked her into streaming a new game. Without a care in the world, she signed the game's terms without reading them and entered the game.

Then, a sickle from the start.

Su Xiaoxiao stared at the sprawling wasteland overgrown with weeds and the dangerously dilapidated house before her, deep in thought.

What is this supposed to be?!

Where were her treasured blades and daggers? Where were her adorable monsters?!

But she'd already signed, and she couldn't exit the game. So Su Xiaoxiao could only soldier on with this farming game, tears in her eyes.

Recently, viewers entering her livestream were astonished to see that Xiaoxiaosu, the combat streamer who usually said little and fought without mercy, had completely changed her style. She was now holding a sickle, cutting grass, playing with dogs, and teasing the villagers...

Before entering the game, Su Xiaoxiao thought it was a combat game. After entering, she discovered it was a farming game. As she kept farming, she found out it was also a romance game. And as she kept romancing, she realized that, wow, at its heart it was actually a game of Werewolf.

Huh? Werewolves?

There are monsters to fight?! Su Xiaoxiao suddenly got excited, sickle in hand!

Everyone knows that in Werewolf, once the Seer is identified, the werewolves kill the Seer first.

But this Seer seemed a little different. Not only could the werewolves never kill her, but when she saw them, her eyes lit up greener than theirs...

After getting beaten to a pulp by the Seer once again, the werewolves could only cry and plead their case: "It wasn't me! I didn't do it! She's making things up! Just hear me out..."

Witch, you have a poison potion. Do you want to...

The Witch gazed tenderly at the Seer without even blinking. "Use it."

The werewolf is dead.

Werewolf: "What kind of hell difficulty is this? Are you all even trying to play fair?!"

Upcoming Story: I Start a Retro Craze in the Stars

One day, Jiang Pan transmigrated straight from ancient times into the interstellar age. When she slowly woke up on a barren garbage planet, she looked at the tight-fitting combat suit she was wearing. "Th-this is downright indecent!"

Jiang Pan had been an orphan to begin with, so she decided to make the best of things. She settled down in this desolate, strange place, found somewhere to live, and spent her days rummaging through trash. She lived alone in this forgotten corner, lonely but strong.

She found a few unfamiliar seeds and planted them all in a patch of soil in the empty space by her door, tending them diligently every day.

She found a few grimy pieces of cloth, washed them clean, and finally had material to make new clothes.

She found a strange, talking orb. That was nice. She didn't know what it was, but having something to talk to was better than nothing.

She found a few bottles of pretty-colored liquid. Well, getting poisoned was better than starving to death, so she drank them! Huh? She wasn't hungry anymore? What was this wonderful stuff?

Jiang Pan's life was simple and content. She wore the pretty little dresses she made herself, spent each day farming, and tried to make her little house look nicer. Her days were peaceful and serene.

She didn't know she'd accidentally activated a livestream System. Interstellar viewers watching Jiang Pan farm, unseen by her, went from confusion at first to becoming completely won over.

"Holy crap, I've seen clothes like hers in my professor's study. Isn't that a long-lost ancient style?"

"These clothes are so exquisite, with details everywhere! An archaeology enthusiast is cheering!"

"She's making such beautiful clothes for a robot?? Mom, I'm jealous. Even a robot dresses better than I do!"

"She actually grew plants on a barren planet? And she used the legendary soil cultivation method??"

"Streamer, look at me! I sent you a tip. When your plants are ready, could you sell me some? Name your price!"

Jiang Pan, who had unknowingly become a wealthy woman thanks to tips from her livestream, wiped the sweat from her brow and looked at her increasingly cozy and beautiful home, smiling with satisfaction.

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A teacup shattered on the floor. A blue-eyed, blond-haired man sat in his chair, staring at the big screen in front of him. On it was a gently smiling woman in strange clothes. His voice was icy. "Didn't you say she was dead? Who is that?"

The person kneeling nearby trembled. "Th-the Marshal really is dead. Maybe they're just two people who look alike. They may look identical, but this woman is completely different from the Marshal in how she does things."

The man closed his eyes, out of patience. "Investigate her. Don't let her set foot in the palace. If you get the chance, kill her."

Later, Jiang Pan did indeed never set foot in the Empire. The neighboring Federation, led by Huaxia, invited her again and again until she agreed to become its Special Cultural Consultant. Wherever she went, she was surrounded by layers of fans.

Later still, netizens from the Empire and the Federation got into a heated argument:

"Tch! She's our Empire Marshal, the one who always wins and has an astonishing combat record. Give us back the Empire Marshal!"

"Jiang Pan herself admitted she's a Special Cultural Consultant for the Federation. Have some shame, will you? Stop trying to claim her!"

As for Jiang Pan herself, she looked at the balance in her livestream account, then at the salary she'd earned as a Marshal in the Empire in her previous life. "What Empire Marshal? What Federation Consultant? Just call me the richest person in the world, thank you!"

Theme: The truth may be late, but it will never be absent.