OFR – Chapter 345 He wants to reason with the entire Douyu (Part 1)!

The “God-Tier Alliance” formed on the Douyu platform was enormous. It wasn’t just composed of top-tier teams like Hongmen, Junwei, Huangzu, and Shenmeng with their god-tier patrons—there were also many independent wealthy patrons who shunned the vanity of the world, along with several dozen other first-class team patrons.

That extremely costly voice message just now had been sent by the decision-maker of one of Douyu’s first-class teams!

First-class teams were only slightly below the top-tier ones in terms of power. The decision-makers of such teams—whether in strength, wealth, or influence in the industry—were second only to figures like Guan Zong.

So when this person sent out a voice message tinged with fear, the whole place practically exploded. Many members of the God-Tier Alliance who had been brimming with confidence just moments ago suddenly felt a jolt of dread in their hearts.
After all, everyone knew—if something could scare a first-class team’s decision-maker like this, it was no small matter!
Many who hadn’t caught the voice message the first time immediately replayed it.

Perhaps because of the fear in the speaker’s voice, the message was somewhat incoherent—so much so that at first listen, it was hard to even understand.

But after hearing it two or three times and catching every word, their expressions shifted instantly from confusion to shock.

Even the Douyu company’s deputy general manager, who was watching this industry “storm summit” unfold from a high-end office building in Wuhan, slammed his palm on the desk when he understood the message:
“Damn! Has he lost his mind?”

Within the God-Tier Alliance, Guan Zong and the other leaders immediately mentioned “A Little Cold” (Youdian Leng) by name in a tone of sheer fury.

At that moment, countless golden dragon-patterned danmu comments—marking the highest-tier, maxed-out accounts—began flashing across the live stream’s screen. Without exception, their tone was one of shock and rage:

【A Little Cold, how dare you?】
【A Little Cold, what the hell do you think you’re doing?】
【Are you looking to die, A Little Cold?】
【You’re insane! You’re dragging both the Dust World Splendor team and yourself into utter ruin!】

For a moment, the whole live-stream screen was filled with such messages, especially from the decision-makers of the Alliance’s most elite teams, who were the most enraged.
Then, after sending their messages, the top members of the Alliance began exiting the live stream in rapid succession.

These top-tier Douyu patrons didn’t linger for even a second. They immediately left and rushed to the Douyu platform itself at lightning speed—because everyone knew, that’s where their true foundation lay.
But when they arrived, what they saw was like a bolt from the blue—over a thousand “Dark Gift” notifications splashing across the platform’s most prominent section. They were stunned.

They had thought that A Little Cold’s so-called “making a point” earlier was just a way to flex a little muscle against Guan Zong, Luo Tianshen, Yuanyangjun, and a few other anchors competing in the summit—expressing some anger and regaining face.

What they hadn’t expected was that A Little Cold would go this far.

This wasn’t just “making a point” to a few people—this was “making a point” to the entire Douyu platform!
The overwhelming, platform-wide storm of “Dark Gifts” made everyone feel the true weight behind his seemingly calm comments.

This was madness—real madness. And it was terrifying beyond words.
The God-Tier Alliance teams, seeing this, didn’t need to be told what to do. They immediately rushed to their own anchors’ live rooms to attempt damage control.

For anchors who had been directly hit with enough Dark Gifts to be forcibly suspended, the panic was palpable. From Fish Bar to Tieba, from Weibo to fan groups—anywhere they could rally help, they did so.
But even then, seeing the massive negative popularity and negative gift values, they could only feel heartbreak.

Fear. Anxiety. Terror.

These emotions spread across the Alliance’s teams. Even the top patrons felt a helplessness they couldn’t hide when they saw the enormous negative numbers in their anchors’ rooms.

Nobody had expected A Little Cold’s indiscriminate, carpet-bombing retaliation to be so overwhelming.
Every affected anchor had at least 8,000 Dark Rockets in negative value. The more popular ones had 16,000. And for those like Xiao Leng and Xiao Yuan, who had helped destroy the Dust World Splendor team earlier—their rooms hit the maximum negative value limit in Douyu’s history.

That limit had been put in place to protect anchors from being completely crushed by god-tier patrons. No one had ever hit it—until today.
And it wasn’t just one person—nearly twenty top anchors were maxed out, from the Alliance’s top stars to Douyu’s most heavily invested official signings.

Millions watching from the platform and industry alike felt a deep, unshakable shock.
The once-mighty God-Tier Alliance now looked small, fragile, and powerless in the face of this storm.

Right now, no alliance or team commanded as much attention as the single name flashing across the platform’s announcement section:

A Little Cold.

For the first time, this ID had appeared before the entire live-streaming industry—and no one expected that it would do so in such an unparalleled fashion.

The major Alliance teams—Hongmen, Huangzu, Junwei, Shenmeng—had just destroyed the Dust World Splendor team with ruthless confidence, thinking A Little Cold had been driven away and Douyu would return to their dominance.

But now, faced with this unprecedented carnage, the only word left in their minds was: slaughter.

No one could have imagined that the industry leader, Douyu TV—from its officials to its top anchors to its four great teams—would be crushed in a single day by a single, unstoppable hand.