The days when Chen Yu wasn't livestreaming were long and peaceful.
Half a month ago, he had gained a total of 1.28 million viewers in five livestream rooms, earning him 42 points.
Including the points he had before, he now had a total of 55 points.
Since then, he would check the recommended products in the Transdimensional Store every day, but unfortunately, there was nothing that caught his eye. So, he decided not to do any additional livestreams.
Meanwhile, the world's governments continued to block him on the internet. Moreover, their efforts had even intensified.
However, as more and more people came to know about Transdimensional Review, the related comments and news on the internet showed signs of gradually losing control.
This was especially true in countries with insufficient control over the internet media. Some people would even brazenly post discussing Chen Yu on small forums.
However, even so, the various continents' governments still tried their best to prevent the news from spreading further.
After Chen Yu left those "letters," whether it was for public or private reasons, they had every reason to do so.
As for the real world...
There were definitely students in Sixth High that knew about Transdimensional Review. However, every one of them kept it a secret, afraid of attracting trouble. Hence, they only discussed it among their close friends.
While going to and from school, Chen Yu had vaguely heard about it with his hearing.
This was the limitation of Transdimensional Review's current development.
This was also what Chen Yu hoped for.
His access level was still too low. The sudden increase in popularity would bring more harm than good.
Steady progress was the right way to go.
"What great wisdom!"
Chen Yu would occasionally sigh in admiration...
Today, Friday night:
Mother Chen sat on the sofa and browsed through her WeChat Moments. For some reason, she suddenly felt the urge to return to her hometown.
Hence, the family of six people and one dog packed up their things and drove to Wafang City under Mother Chen's command.
The Chen family's private car was an old Santana. Although it had gone through many hands, as Father Chen's job was car repair, the car was well maintained. The engine had never been dismantled before.
The seating arrangement was simple. Mother Chen, Chen Yike, and Chen Erke sat in the back, while Chen Yu sat in the front passenger seat with Chen Sanke in his arms.
The husky was stuffed into the trunk.
To prevent it from making a ruckus, Chen Yu secretly prepared a bottle of Niulanshan Tea for it, telling it to lie down as soon as possible.
Meanwhile, Little Peach, who was invisible, was lying on the roof of the Santana's "king" seat, leisurely enjoying the cool breeze while admiring the beautiful snow-covered scenery.
Because of this, Papa Chen kept mumbling along the way, "Why is the car so heavy today …"
Jinzhou City was 78 kilometers away from Wafang City. Before 8 pm, the family arrived at their destination, Mrs. Chen's hometown, which was located at the north gate of Wafang City Stadium.
When Mother Chen excitedly knocked on the door with her three daughters, Chen Yu's grandparents were dumbfounded.
Grandma: "It's not the new year yet. Why are you back?
Did you sleep too much? "
Grandpa: "Did they quarrel?
You're almost 50, how can you go back to your parents' home?! "
"… Mom, Dad!
What are you talking about! "Mother Chen pouted and stomped her feet in dissatisfaction.
For some reason, when Chen Yu saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a stinging sensation in his eyes.
"Mom, I've done some calculations. If you can live for another 30 years, I'll go home once every Spring Festival, Labor Day, and National Day. Apart from eating and sleeping, I can only spend three hours with you every day."
As she spoke, Mother Chen's eyes began to tear up. "That's a total of 900 hours, or 37 days!
I can accompany you for thirty-seven days!
That's why I want to extend this time and spend more time with you. "
(Are you looking at your WeChat Moments?!)
Chen Yu inwardly cursed.
He finally understood what kind of "stimulation" his mother had received...
Hearing their daughter's affectionate words, Grandpa and Grandma exchanged looks with each other.
Grandpa: "… Thirty-seven days. That's quite a lot."
Grandma: "That's right. Don't extend it anymore..."
Mother Chen: "…"
"Pfft."
Chen Yu widened his eyes and tried his best to hold back his laughter. However, he failed and let out a pained snort.
Mother Chen expressionlessly glanced at Chen Yu.
"Ah!" Chen Erke cried out in pain. Retracting her hand, she said, "Mom, you're hurting me."
"…" Cold sweat started appearing on Chen Yu's forehead.
"Hey!
Big Sis is here? "
At this time, a robust man in his thirties walked out of the house and greeted Chen Yu in surprise. He then rushed toward Chen Yu and "lifted" the 18-year-old Chen Yu high into the air...
"Hey!
My eldest nephew!
I missed you so much, Uncle. "
"It's my nephew," Mother Chen corrected.
"That's right!" The man nodded. "My eldest nephew! I missed you so much."
Wearing a pained expression, Chen Yu said, "Uncle, I'm already an adult. Can you not lift me like this?"
"Didn't you like it when you were young?"
"…"
"Pinch!"
Chen Sanke walked over and looked up at Chen Yu. She then stretched out her hands and said, "I want to be tall as well."
"Hey, Little Sanke, did you miss Uncle?"
The robust man casually tossed Chen Yu aside and picked up Chen Sanke. He then placed her on his shoulders and asked, "Is it tall?"
"Tall!
Hahaha! "Chen Sanke let out a bell-like laugh.
Stumbling, Chen Yu steadied himself, his complexion darkening. He then pointed a finger at his uncle and said, "I want to be on your shoulders as well."
Uncle: "…"
"Stop standing outside. It's cold. Come in," Grandpa said as he waved his hand. Immediately, the entire family entered the house.
Chen Yu followed his grandfather through the long hallway and into the living room. When he saw the Buddha statues in the house, he smiled and said, "Grandpa, the number of Buddha statues in our house is increasing."
"That's right!"
Grandpa said proudly. "Little Yu, I've never admired anyone when it comes to believing in Buddhism.
I've studied this aspect for most of my life. I'm a professional. "
"What did you find out from your research?"
"Do you know about probability?" Grandpa suddenly lowered his voice and mysteriously whispered into Chen Yu's ears.
"Probability?" Chen Yu was shocked. "You're playing probability with Buddha?!"
"That's right." Grandpa nodded. "Even if I pray to one at a time, I might not necessarily succeed.
If I pray to 100 at a time, there's bound to be one who succeeds, right?
Who can guarantee that I'll pray sincerely every time?
If I pray too many times, regardless of whether I'm sincere or not, at the very least, I won't be treated unfairly. "
"There's such a thing?" Chen Yu looked at his grandfather in a different light.
"Moreover …" A faint smile appeared on Grandpa's face as he whispered into Chen Yu's ears, "Only when there's competition will there be benefits!"
"…" Chen Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I … I keep getting the feeling that you don't believe in Buddhism at all. You're trying to be a dragon here …"
"Nonsense!" Grandpa glared at Chen Yu. "Come, come, come. Let Grandpa show you my Buddhist room."
After saying so, Grandpa dragged Chen Yu into a separate room. The room was filled with Buddha statues!
Smoke curled up from the room …
"Cough."
Chen Yu covered his mouth and nose as he looked at the various Buddha statues in the room. "Isn't … Isn't this a little too much?
You don't even have a place to stand. You can't even crouch down … "
"I have my reasons for this," Grandpa said proudly.
"Wherever there is Buddha's light, demons will come to do good. As the saying goes, lay down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately.
Little Yu, taste it. Taste it carefully. "
"Taste … Taste what …"
"You see, demons have become Buddhas, but where's the knife?" Grandpa shrugged. "Where's the butcher's knife?
Didn't it end up in the room?
How disgusting is that?
Hence, I filled this Buddhist room so that the demons have no place to put their knives! "
Chen Yu was dumbfounded …
"Who do you think will be happy if you put a knife on their heads?
How are they supposed to survive in the future?
This is a colleague, and that's a leader. If they can't put their knives on their heads, they can't become Buddhas!
If they want to put their knives on their heads, go somewhere else. Don't put them in our house, "Grandpa said righteously with his hands on his hips.
"…"
After a long silence, Chen Yu slowly raised a thumb and said, "Grandpa, you really are a talent …"