The next day, at 3 am, in Hami's live stream room.
His vision had already turned gray, and he couldn't even count how many times he had fallen in the top ten.
Hami felt dizzy.
In the live broadcast room, all kinds of bullet comments had already exploded.
"My heart aches for Hami, go to sleep! It's too late!"
"Host, you're really going to die if you continue streaming!"
"I'm dying of laughter. He said he got four chicken dinners in a night, but what's the result? I didn't even get a single one!"
"Is Hami cursed? It's too unscientific. Why is there such a huge difference before and after?"
"It's really strange. Hami's performance is still as good as ever. In fact, it seems like he's even better after that. But why can't he get any chicken dinner?"
"Luck or strength? I feel that the other players are also quite good. Is it because the points are rising too fast?"