When the viewers saw the condition of Lin Xuan Qi that was underneath, they were shocked again.
There were tumors, big and small, growing all over.
The cancer had indeed spread, and it was most likely too late to salvage it.
The viewers who supported Lin Xuan Qi started to rage in the comments.
[Where are you now? Those who doubted him!]
[Come out and apologize!]
[I shall remember today as a lesson for me on human nature. And it's not a positive lesson.]
[Now, come and tell me that he is someone weak and faking illness!]
There was silence and by now the number of viewers had jumped to 1M.
The producer took out a bottle of champagne and put it on the table.
He paced around excitedly, and he punched his fist into the air.
After that he stopped and sighed when he looked at the screen again.
This was like a dream to the producer, and he sincerely wished that it was a dream for Lin Xuan Qi too.
However, it was not to be, and Lin Xuan Qi would have to deal with his illness and his possible demise.
"I understand the doubters, so I hope everyone will be kind to them. After all, there were too many cases of people faking illness and preying on people's sympathy for money."
Lin Xuan Qi said and passed the mic back to the host.
[Aww. He is so kind.]
[That is the right spirit. We should be more positive.]
[Yes, I think he is right, some amount of vigilance is required.]
The viewers agreed with what Lin Xuan Qi had said.
And many viewers and companies started contacting the variety show producer for Lin Xuan Qi's contact so that they could donate to him.
The live stream was cut, and Lin Xuan Qi had to steady himself as the pain got to him.
The host standing beside Lin Xuan Qi quickly held onto him and staff quickly helped to wheel in a wheelchair.
"Are you all right?" The host asked with a concerned look.
"I'm fine, just help and get me to the producer's room." Lin Xuan Qi said with a smile.
The host nodded and wheeled Lin Xuan Qi into the producer's room.
Inside the room, there were the Seng brothers and the producer.
"I hope you didn't take it to heart." The muscular man who caused trouble for Lin Xuan Qi earlier stood up and said.
Lin Xuan Qi looked up and gave him a smile.
"Don't worry, your performance was great, and it got the viewers riled up."
The producer held the bottle of champagne in his hand and walked over to Lin Xuan Qi.
Pop.
"I think it's time to call for a celebration." He popped the champagne and poured a cup of it for Lin Xuan Qi.
"Can he drink alcohol?" One of the muscular men asked with a concerned look.
"It's okay. There's no cure for me anyway." He drank the cup of champagne and poured another for himself.
"I've credited the prize money and the bonus of $20K to your account. It was great working with you." The producer said.
Lin Xuan Qi took out his phone and checked his bank balance.
It was $22,150 now.
Enough for him to pay his rent and last for a few months until that fateful day.
And of course, enough for him to spend on Zhao Jia Rui.
"How did you learn all of this?" The producer asked curiously.
Lin Xuan Qi had proposed to him a plan to get the viewership to 1M.
And it was what had happened earlier.
How initially the muscular guys would agitate Lin Xuan Qi.
Until the final reveal of his condition now.
Everything was planned by Lin Xuan Qi.
The producer was in awe at how he had been able to predict the viewers' reactions and how they were easily manipulated by what they saw.
Lin Xuan Qi had seen so much online that he knew how the viewers would react.
If it wasn't a desperate attempt at earning some money with his illness, he wouldn't have bothered with this.
But he had no other choice in this last stretch of his life.
"I think it's time for me to leave now."
After he felt better, Lin Xuan Qi stood up from the wheelchair and took his leave.
The producer helped him to the door and bid farewell to Lin Xuan Qi.
When Lin Xuan Qi got far, his phone rang again.
...
The first thing Lin Xuan Qi did was transfer the money to pay for his rent.
[Thank you for the timely payment. Are you feeling better?]
[I'm feeling better now. Thanks so much for your concern.]
Lin Xuan Qi replied to his landlord, and he went on a shopping spree.
He bought some new clothes, shaver and daily items.
He had neglected his looks for a long time, and it was time for him to buck up and stay neat and tidy.
Wouldn't want to look like a vagrant when meeting with Zhao Jia Rui, he thought to himself, and he smiled at the crazy thought.
After that he bought some pizzas and fried chicken for dinner.
When he got home, he sat on the sofa ready to dig into his dinner.
But first...
He took out his phone and tapped into the "My Virtual Girlfriend" game.
Zhao Jia Rui was planting the last of the spirit rice and herbs.
And she frowned when she saw the vast area that was without any protection.
She was worried that these spirit crops would be stolen by thieves, robbers or worse, other cultivators.
"I must warn the ancestor of the dangers." She said to herself.
Lin Xuan Qi smirked at what she had said.
He had the money now.
After paying for rent and buying all the stuff he had $20,010 left.
He felt like he was a tycoon now in the game.
Lin Xuan Qi clicked on the "Shop" menu and clicked on the Fire Talisman item.
[Purchase 500 Fire Talismans for $100 and place them as protection around the crops? Y/N]
He didn't even hesitate and clicked on 'Y'.
Five hundred Fire Talismans appeared out of nowhere and they got deployed to the surrounding areas of the Sect, including the Spirit Farm area.