OFR – Chapter 110 Rising to Fame!

Around 8 PM

The entire Douyu platform was still reeling from the intense clash between the Yuwan Alliance and Cold Hero.

Both sides had burned through over 100 million yuan!

A showdown of this scale, with stakes this high, was unprecedented in Douyu’s history. No one had ever dared to imagine such an event.

Yet here it was, unfolding vividly before everyone’s eyes.

And the result? Cold Hero, standing alone, emerged victorious.

The interaction zone in Douyu’s Fish Bar was now completely dominated by posts from Yuwan Alliance’s streamers and benefactors, most of them announcing their departure in dismay at Money God’s inaction.

[Streamer Xiaomeng’s Fish Bar Post]:
“Money God abandoned us, so I’m leaving the Yuwan Alliance. 😭 Currently, my stream’s negative popularity is at -28 million. Any team willing to absorb my dark rocket penalties can negotiate revenue splits with me. Also, Cold Hero, I’m sorry. I know I was wrong. Please consider unblocking me.”

Comments under Xiaomeng’s post:

• Xiaomeng’s Idol: “Poor streamer! Once your stream is unblocked, I’ll come by and send a plane as support. It’s the least I can do.”
• Xiaomeng’s Handsome Fan: “Ugh, I can’t watch your streams now, and it’s killing me! I’ll go beg Cold Hero on your behalf!”

…

[Streamer White God’s Fish Bar Post]:
“Looking for a team to take me in. National server’s best Li Bai player, 81-star Glory King, credentials verifiable. Willing to discuss revenue splits as long as dark rocket penalties are covered.”

[Streamer Yunbao’s Fish Bar Post]:
“First, my apologies to Cold Hero. My previous mocking remarks were just to curry favor with Yuwan Alliance’s benefactors. I’m sorry for that. Also, I’m seeking a team willing to cover my dark rocket penalties.”

[Emperor Nobility Baibai’s Fish Bar Post]:
“Haha, I’m done. I’ll no longer join any team. From now on, I’ll just wander with my White God.”

[Emperor Nobility Longyun’s Fish Bar Post]:
“Cold Hero, I was part of the Yuwan Alliance just a minute ago, but I’ve left now. Can you forgive my past actions and let me follow you?”

…

The Fish Bar was flooded with posts about streamers and benefactors leaving the Yuwan Alliance.

Douyu’s online audience, watching this unfold, understood one thing clearly:

The once-dominant Yuwan Alliance… was finished.

Meanwhile, Cold Hero’s prestige soared to unprecedented heights, stepping on the ashes of the Yuwan Alliance to rise even further.

The name “Cold Hero” was now etched into Douyu’s history.

Small teams and guilds scrambled to post on Fish Bar, vying for Cold Hero’s attention.

After today’s battle, no one doubted Cold Hero’s strength. Gone were the whispers that he stood alone and vulnerable.

With ironclad proof, Cold Hero showed the world that even as a solo player, he could rival and surpass the largest teams.

Even as Douyu reached its peak activity, with countless top-tier streamers going live, the barrage of chat messages in every stream boiled down to two words:

Cold Hero.

Outside, the sky had turned completely dark. In the bright, cozy apartment at Shuimo Linju, Mu Bai sat on the sofa, yawning slightly.

It was already 9 PM, and a hint of sleepiness began to creep in.

However, a lingering frustration gnawed at him—the Tyrannical Benefactor random task was still incomplete.

Ding!
“Current accumulated Fear Value: 41,000+. Still short of 8,000+ points to complete the task.”

Mu Bai guessed this was likely because Money God, the Yuwan Alliance’s decision-maker, had yet to show up.

Still, the Fear Value was steadily rising, albeit slowly. By tomorrow, it should reach the 50,000-point mark. There was no need to stir up more trouble tonight.

“Ding-ding!”

The sound of a QQ notification snapped Mu Bai out of his thoughts.

Switching to QQ, he glanced at the message. It was from Haiqing.

Haiqing:
“Cold Hero, you’re amazing! I admire you so much!”

Mu Bai chuckled at the message and typed a reply:
“Alright, enough with the flattery. What’s up? By the way, can you check with Ah Wen, Xiaoyue, Jingbao, and Xiaoyun to see how many dark rocket penalties they’ve received? I’ll handle their penalties in a bit.”

Haiqing:
“No need, Cold Hero! That’s why I’m messaging you. They just told me their penalties were lifted—seems like some benefactors from Yuwan Alliance are trying to curry favor with you. Also, a ton of streamers and teams have reached out, asking me to plead with you to forgive them. What should I do with all these requests?”

Mu Bai thought for a moment before replying:
“Handle it as you see fit. For Yuwan Alliance streamers who weren’t too overboard with their words earlier, make a list of names for me to review. As for the teams wanting to join, pick out the ones with real potential and send me their details tomorrow.”

Haiqing:
“Got it, Cold Hero!”

Cold Hero:
“Good. You can get to work now.”

Haiqing:
“Okay, Cold Hero. Rest well! Bye-bye.”

After exchanging a few more polite words, Mu Bai closed the chat.

Despite the quiet night, Haiqing’s heart was restless.

He reflected on the entire situation, realizing that what seemed like impulsiveness from Cold Hero was anything but.

Cold Hero’s actions stemmed from unshakable confidence and overwhelming strength.

Especially when Haiqing recalled the words:

“In the future, the name ‘Chenshi Fusheng’ will be one you’ll look up to.”

Suddenly, that future didn’t seem far away.

Because in just a few hours, Cold Hero had already made his team, Chenshi Fusheng, a household name across Douyu.