Godly Auxiliary System

"What the f * ck am I worrying about? You really have a problem with that. "    

"Yan Hui Hao, what's wrong with you? Don't delay it. Treat it as soon as possible. We can't leave you behind in the live broadcast room."    

Some people fought back. After such a long time, when the Singing God was not around, they were chatting in the broadcast room and their feelings were almost revealed, especially those old brothers. They were all very intimate, and even if they were separated by the network, it would not affect them much.    

Ashes did not say anything more. Instead, she shined off a few more rockets.    

Ye Lee adjusted the microphone and audio and was about to sing a song, "Borrowing from the Heavens for another 500 years". It was grand and imposing, hard to grasp and not something an ordinary person could sing.    

Water friends are the memories of the fish, soon forget this, listen to the song.    

In a short moment, each and every one of them felt their blood boil when they heard this.    

"Holy shit, this song is too imposing …"    

"I feel like my whole body is heating up, and I wish I could carry the big blade and fight for a few hundred rounds!"    

"I will use my saber to smile at the heavens, leaving my liver and guts at Kunlun!"    

"Turn your heads and look, the scenery outside the window is the rivers and mountains formed by us!"    

"F * ck, this bunch of people are from the second batch. If you guys continue like this, I'm going to call the police."    

"Haha …"    

"..."    

At this time, in a certain department of Fighting Shrimp Platform company, there was a group of people who were also very nervous.    

"Fortunately, there's nothing wrong with the data backstage."    

"Although the temperature has exceeded 1 million, but it didn't put any burden on the server, so it's impossible for Carton to do that."    

"Yes, you're right. Even if the Singing God comes back, he wouldn't be able to cause any trouble for our maintenance."    

The technical staff communicated with each other. They were unable to forget the shadow the Singing God had given them that day. When the two popular streamers were fighting, the heat that surged out almost crushed the entire server. In the end, it was barely able to fit in and caused countless troubles for the maintenance of the server.    

But it was still good, my three months away, today's Fighting Shrimp Platform had been upgraded in all aspects. Not only were many channels opened from resources and traffic, even their backstage maintenance tools and servers were all expanded and replaced with the latest equipment!    

Of course, the most important thing was that the vampire Sun Yanghui had finally given the technical staff a raise!    

Every time there was a problem with the platform server, they would have to work overtime to maintain it. Every time there was a problem with the development of a new project, they would not be the ones rushing to the front lines, but their salary was far inferior to some of the other departments in the company.    

"Brother Zhang, we have to thank you for raising the salary. If it wasn't for you being honest and bringing it up to the supervisor, our wages and overtime pay might not even have declined."    

"Yeah, Brother Zhang, you're everyone's benefactor."    

Brother Zhang was very modest. Facing his colleagues' grateful gazes, he said, "Don't be like this, everyone. It's only right. I just said what was on everyone's mind, and for myself."    

"Brother Zhang, this Singing God has just started broadcasting and already has over a million RMB heating up. In a few days, if it's even over several million, won't it bring more pressure to the server?" A technician said worriedly.    

Don't worry. Our server has undergone a new upgrade, and our technology has broken through the target point. As long as more than 10 million people are not rushing in at the same time, there won't be any problems!" Brother Zhang was very confident. Last time, when he was a super celebrity hosting a war, his popularity was only at 8 million. Now that his server had been upgraded to an invulnerable level, 8 million was already a small amount for them.    

"That's good. Now that you've said it, I'm relieved."    

"Brother Zhang is still the best. Someone as skilled as you, to be able to stay in our department, you are truly condescending."    

Several technicians said in succession. They truly admired Brother Zhang from the bottom of their hearts. If it were not for him, they would not have been able to solve so perfectly the platform's many loopholes.    

"Let's have a chat with our colleagues. Don't say such things. Let's get off work early tonight. I'll invite everyone to go and bake some kebabs!" Brother Zhang laughed.    

"Ha ha!"    

"Alright!"    

"Since Brother Zhang is treating us, we must go!"    

At this time, the Fighting Shrimp Platform and technology department burst out in hearty laughter.    

In the live broadcast room, time passed by minute by minute.    

Soon, a few hours had passed. Twenty to thirty songs had been sung, and the heat accumulated further. Many of the friends had gone back to watch. If it was a normal streamer, he would have definitely been overjoyed by now and take advantage of this time to broadcast for a few more hours to accumulate more experience.    

But when Ye Lee saw the time, he said: "We will end today's broadcast here. Everyone, see you tomorrow."    

"Fuck, they're going to be broadcast soon?"    

"No!"    

"The wonderful nightlife has only just begun. Singing God, you are too unkind."    

"It's been missing for three months, but it's only been broadcast for three hours. I want an extra clock!"    

"Clock, Clock, Clock!"    

The barrage frantically demanded.    

Ye Lee was not threatened by them, he chuckled and waved at the Camera.    

At light speed.    

"F * * k, there's no one left to watch the broadcast speed anymore!" The group of people were dumbstruck.    

"Did I hear wrongly? Did Singing God say we'll meet tomorrow or next month?"    

"I'll see you tomorrow, I think."    

"Phew, then I won't worry. I'll watch the recording and sleep."    

After the broadcast, Ye Lee did not close the Fighting Shrimp Platform's web page. Instead, he directly sent a message to Yan Hui to the rich guy through the platform.    

"Are you there?" Ye Lee typed and sent it over.    

Smoke Stub fell, "Here, what's the matter?"    

"Can you tell me about your body's condition?" Ye Lee asked.    

Ashes fell silent for a moment before sending another message, "Cancer of the throat."    

Ye Lee never thought that he would actually have this disease, but looking at the ID, it was pretty suitable, so he probably smoked quite a bit.    

"Can you send me your body's specific information and status? What blood type? In the first few episodes, if anything were to happen, please send it to me."    

In a certain mansion, a man in his thirties watched the screen silently and suspiciously.    

He was only left with ashes. He thought that Singing God wanted to find him to chat after the broadcast to comfort him, but what was going on right now?    

He actually asked for information about Ye Zichen's body, could it be that this song could help him treat a patient?    

Smoke Stub asked, "What do you need this information for?"    

Ye Lee replied: If I told you I was going to treat you, would you believe me?    

Smoke fell silent.    

Five minutes later, a series of messages and pictures were sent through the chat window.