Silicon Invasion

More and more people in the live broadcast room were ordering and gifting food, and Liu Yu flitted back and forth in the food area like a butterfly among flowers.

Although Luo Rui hadn't heard of some of the dishes, the things in front of him kept piling up.

Luo Rui didn't say anything, just buried his head in eating.

He could tell that Liu Yu was using him to make money.

What 'stars' and 'rockets' – after shouting, she'd go and grab food.

Did she really think he didn't understand live streaming?

Time flew by, and Luo Rui didn't know how much he had eaten.

He picked up his phone, checked the time, then elegantly wiped his mouth and stood up.

"Where are you going?"

Liu Yu was stunned, a sudden bad feeling washing over her.

"Oh, you go ahead and eat.

My time's up, I'm leaving."

Luo Rui said calmly.

"What?? You haven't finished your food yet!"

The woman's voice rose an octave, attracting the attention of three or four tables around them.

"But you're the one who got all that."

Luo Rui looked innocent.

Liu Yu was dumbfounded, and after a moment, she said resentfully, "You're ruthless!"

"Hahaha."

"Haha… the streamer got scammed."

"I guessed it just now."

"Is this a script?"

"The streamer should eat it herself."

"That's right, don't waste food."

"Waiting for the streamer to be fined."

Luo Rui didn't know about the comments in the chat; he was feeling refreshed.

Taking advantage of Liu Yu's daze, Luo Rui grabbed his phone and darted out, avoiding any further complications.

He patted his stomach.

Even with accelerated digestion, there was still a limit.

He really couldn't eat any more.

Sigh, he ate a little too much this time.

He hoped the unseen buffet boss would seize the opportunity and give the young lady a hefty fine to make up for the loss.

The meal added almost 20 energy points, and the number was still increasing as the food digested.

He remembered that in the beginning, he had saved for many days to reach 53 points.

Unfortunately, he had already paid back one of Fatty's two meals, and he didn't have much pocket money left.

At most, he could eat five tons of barbecue.

If it was hot pot, he could eat a few more meals, although the energy points would increase more slowly, but it would still be more than eating at home.

Luo Rui missed the fish his dad caught.

As long as there wasn't a big drop or rise in temperature, his dad would catch at least ten pounds a day.

Unfortunately, he didn't have a good excuse to intercept them; it was a headache.

Live streaming?

Judging from the young lady's appearance today, it seemed like a quick way to make money, but he didn't have a fan base.

Besides, the equipment probably required a lot of investment.

However, making money to increase energy points was a long-term plan, and live streaming could be added as an alternative, learning a little in advance so he wouldn't be caught off guard if he really did it.

The young lady said her name was Yu'er, maybe it was her online name.

He could go back and search to see if he could find her live broadcast room and learn from her, hoping it didn't have any Martian characters, otherwise it would be hard to find.

He hung out in the mall for a few hours, enjoying the air conditioning and thinking about his future plans, until the weather outside gradually cooled down, and he headed back.

Although space rifts had appeared around the county a few days ago, people's panic was quickly quelled after they were brought under control.

At this time, the streets were bustling with people, and the shops were open as usual, with thriving businesses, presenting a prosperous scene.

The reason for this was that people knew that space rifts would not open within towns, and as long as temporary space rifts didn't develop into permanent ones, their safety would not be threatened.

In fact, when humans first came into contact with the alien world, space rifts were truly random.

Given the distribution of human settlements, it was not uncommon for rifts to open directly in residential areas, causing considerable losses to various regions.

Countries urgently united, and scientific researchers were ordered to take on the task, spending three years to develop a regional jammer.

Although this thing couldn't prevent the opening of space rifts, it could shield a certain area from them, preventing them from being invaded.

However, the jammer was expensive, and the subsequent maintenance was a bottomless pit.

Even the wealthy Eastern power was unable to equip every village with this high technology.

Therefore, scattered personnel began to concentrate, and all villages with fewer than five thousand households were evacuated and merged.

Dongmu County had a permanent population of 350,000, and the urban population was initially only 70,000 to 80,000.

Affected by this policy, the current urban population has reached 250,000, and the number of streets has increased from seven to more than thirty.

The remaining population is distributed in the surrounding towns.

Luojiatuan, a small village three kilometers outside Dongmu County, was where Luo Rui's ancestors settled fifty years ago.

Later, with the withdrawal and merger of villages and the expansion of Dongmu County's urban area, the people of Luojiatuan directly became city dwellers, and the old houses were demolished and replaced with large buildings.

Luo Rui's family's house and land were exchanged for a house, a storefront, and a little cash.

The house is the one they live in now, and the storefront was not rented out; Luo's mother opened a small supermarket herself.

Although they have some fixed assets, their living conditions are not too good, at least in his opinion.

In recent years, many large chain supermarkets have opened in the county, and in Luo Rui's neighborhood alone, which has a total of only eight hundred households, three small supermarkets have opened downstairs.

In addition, Luo's mother often plays mahjong, fishing for three days and drying the net for two, so the supermarket's income is predictable.

As for Luo's father…

A person who fishes more than three hundred days a year…

Although he claims to often write fishing tips for some platforms and earn some royalties, Luo Rui suspects that the money has all been used to buy fishing gear.

Luo Rui often wonders if Luo's mother's so-called raising her son poorly is probably out of necessity.

Sigh, he hopes that the money saved for his wife over the years is still there…

The sky hadn't darkened yet, but the night market had already started, and the barbecue stalls were all set up.

The smell is really tempting.

Unfortunately, in order to become stronger, limited money must be used to its maximum potential.

When he returned home, his parents were already cooking dinner.

It seemed that the supermarket was already closed, and it wasn't even dark yet.

Although his house is on the 2nd floor, the supermarket is downstairs.

The door is plastered with phone numbers, so you can call anytime.

But while it seems very convenient, don't forget that there are two other supermarkets in this row of storefronts.

Why would people bother to call?

Can this Buddhist-style management really make money?

The original idea of asking for more pocket money was too embarrassing to bring up.

The lunch was almost digested, and the energy points had stopped increasing.

Although he tried to eat more during dinner without revealing anything unusual, the increase in energy points was really touching.

Back in his room, he reviewed the senior year's lessons.

This was a task assigned by the school, and the textbooks were borrowed with the teacher's help, but probably few people actually read them.

Luo Rui originally didn't plan to read them either, but now that he had higher aspirations, he naturally had to work harder to monetize his talent.

Finally, after his parents fell asleep, Luo Rui took out the instruction set keyboard again.

Persistent practice may not lead to progress, but it certainly won't lead to regression.

What's more, he still has room for improvement.