My Apocalypse System Arrives 10 Years Early

Whoa, everyone got even more excited. It wasn’t just the female fans; even the male fans were joining in on the teasing!

"Take it off, take it off!"

The screen was flooded with "Take it off."

"Your Top Aunt is telling you to take it off, so what are you waiting for?"

"Your Top Aunt just sent eighteen Carnivals in a row! One costs three thousand yuan, so eighteen is fifty-four thousand! Isn’t that enough to get you to take it off? I’m telling you, know what’s good for you. If you piss off your Little Aunt, you won’t have anyone supporting your stream anymore!"

"Hurry up! It’s a beautiful, sunny day. No, there’s not even a breeze. Look, the branches aren’t even moving. You won’t freeze if you take it off."

"You’re all flushed. You must be sweltering, right? Hurry up and take it off!"

"Don’t disappoint your Little Aunt. You’ll regret it for the rest of your life when you lose her!"

Luo Feifei saw how much the other fans were backing her up and couldn’t help but let out a honking laugh.

Then, under the "coercion" of the crowd, Li Xiang reluctantly took it off.

"Ooh, look at him acting all unwilling. Getting shy, are we?"

"That’s not shyness, that’s playing hard to get. He knows how to work the crowd..."

Li Xiang saw that and thought, ’Who do you think you’re looking down on?’ So he quickly and deftly took off his shirt, baring his upper body.

Instantly, the stream chat exploded!

"Damn, beautiful!"

"Whoa, that’s amazing!"

"So gorgeous I could eat him up. I’m practically drooling. Sending three little hearts," a female fan commented with great exaggeration.

"Love you! Wanna date!"

"I’ve never seen a man, especially one who does manual labor all year, with such fair and smooth skin."

"Those lines, those pecs, those abs... Damn, I’m falling for him!"

"He even has serratus muscles?"

"And those V-lines..."

"So it’s true, some people are so beautiful they literally glow!"

Li Xiang: "..." ’What do they mean, glow? This is just the Medicinal Power from all the Spirit Wine I just drank surging through my body. I haven’t had time for Refinement yet.’

In fact, when he circulated his Breathing Technique and Body Techniques, a faint luminescence would indeed suffuse his flesh, making it look as though his entire body was glowing.

At this moment, tall and well-built, he stood with a slender frame, broad back, and narrow waist. His muscles were perfectly proportioned. Shirtless, he stood tall in the wilderness, bathed in the winter sun. The faint luminescence in his flesh made him look even more ethereal, like an angel.

One fan explained, "It’s probably because of the sunlight today, an issue with the lighting. I can’t, I have to take a screenshot. A sight this breathtakingly radiant is truly a rare find."

"So handsome I could lick the screen."

"He could totally be a model. No, he’s better than a supermodel."

"I’m making him my phone wallpaper."

The male fans: "..." ’Have you women no shame?’

"The world is going to hell, and all morality is lost! Where are the Three Obediences and Four Virtues?" one male fan couldn’t help but criticize. ’It’s infuriating! Why don’t I have a body that hot to attract women?’

"You women are so thirsty and shameless."

This, in turn, drew attacks from many "female fists," igniting a war of words between men and women in the stream chat.

...

Even Luo Feifei, watching from her screen, was stunned. The face and physique Li Xiang was showing off now were more handsome than any male celebrity she had ever seen. Even some stunt doubles, known specifically for their outstanding bodies, couldn’t compare to Li Xiang.

For some strange reason, in the short few dozen seconds that Li Xiang took his shirt off, especially in the first few, the stream’s traffic surged. Tens of thousands of people flooded in at once. Soon, in less than a minute, the number of concurrent viewers broke one hundred thousand and was still climbing.

Li Xiang was shocked. ’A guy taking his shirt off... is it really this big of a deal?’

"Take it off! Keep going, take the bottom half off!" a female fan spammed in the chat.

Many others followed, copying and pasting: "Take it off! Keep going, take the bottom half off!"

The male fans: "..." Many of them found it incredible. ’Do women really like watching this stuff? Unlike them, who are so pure they just enjoy watching Li Xiang dig his cave.’

Seeing the endless stream of red hearts and flying gifts, Li Xiang wiped away a cold sweat, quickly put his shirt back on, and went into the cave to get back to work.

’Take the bottom half off? Do I even want this account anymore?’

Imagine it—he was a pastoral vlogger. It was one thing to occasionally show off (flex) his perfect physique and well-defined muscles to boost his popularity. But if he really took more off, he’d get reported and his account would be banned.

’Besides, my main selling point isn’t supposed to be this kind of thirsty content, is it?’

The female fans were all disappointed, expressing their deep regret at not getting to see the "bottom armor" come off.

Someone tried to egg on the Top Aunt to send more gifts to make Li Xiang take off the bottom half, but Luo Feifei ignored them.

She thought for a moment, then, out of a mischievous whim, posted a message in the chat: "If I want to see it, I can see it in private."

This made everyone incredibly envious. They thought she had actually seen it—and maybe even touched it—in private.

Well, what could they do? She was the Top Aunt, after all. They were already lucky enough to get a few freebies.

As Li Xiang "got back on track," the stream’s popularity slowly declined, returning to just over twenty thousand concurrent viewers.

Still, these were excellent numbers. He was in the top three on the hourly popularity rankings and had even jumped to first place for a while.

Within the community, some other pastoral vloggers heard about this and were heartbroken. ’Why is it that we’re all pastoral vloggers, but he draws in so many viewers? Is there any justice in the world?’

But then they’d look down at their own bodies—at their dark, sallow, and rough skin, their calloused hands—and touch their own homely faces. They had to admit there was simply no comparison.

Some handsome vloggers who specialized in "thirsty" content were also furious that they had lost to a pastoral vlogger. ’Look at that guy! He’s just banging away in the mountains with an Iron Pickaxe, nothing refined about it at all. All he did was take his shirt off because he was hot during a break, and his viewer count broke one hundred thousand. How is that fair?’