Chapter 103 Crispy Apple

Liu Qian was still sneaking bites of crispy pork, while the viewers in her livestream had already started discussing which province's residents had the tenderest flesh.

Eating human livestreaming rooms, too scary to mess with.

After exiting Liu Qian's livestream, Jiang Feng browsed randomly on a livestream platform, curious to see if there were any interesting streams amid the masses of singers, dancers, wilderness explorers, and eating streamers. Surprisingly, he found a breath of fresh air.

The stream's title was "Explode my liver with 20,000 words today, won't sleep until it's done!" It seemed like it belonged to an online author.

One click and he saw only the top of a somewhat thinning head of hair.

To the left of the streamer was an open pack of Happy fatty snacks, to the right, a nearly finished bottle of Happy fatty water, and the streamer himself was passed out on the keyboard.

There were just two sparse comments flitting across the screen.