Chapter 12: We’re Here to Expose You (Single Female Lead Armor Stacking)

【Oh my god, this is so touching! I actually doubted the streamer was just out to scam money...】

【So inspiring! I’m such an idiot for doubting him!】

【Streamer, stop climbing. I’m sending you gifts!】

Chen Huai’an’s heartfelt words shifted the atmosphere in the livestream chat. Though doubts lingered, some began to believe in him, while others announced their intention to personally verify his claims by coming to Mount Tais.

“To the friend planning to expose me on Mount Tais, you’re welcome to set out now. I’ll start climbing at exactly noon and won’t be going anywhere else before then.”

This statement provoked another wave of reactions in the chat.

“Climbing Mount Tais with terminal bone cancer? What a joke!”

In front of his computer, a young man, seething from a losing streak in an online game, was livid. “Might as well settle this since I’m too pissed to sleep tonight!”

“I’m an hour’s drive from Mount Tais. Hang tight, everyone—I’ll go expose this guy!”

Grabbing his keys, he stormed out the door.

The internet was full of scammers, multiplying like cockroaches. Exposing one barely scratched the surface. If he couldn’t catch online cheaters in the act, surely he could handle a live-streaming sob story.

Chen Huai’an had seen these messages and welcomed the challenge. The more people who came, the better. Not only could he prove he truly had cancer, but it would also boost his livestream’s popularity. If his numbers caught the attention of high-tier accounts, his chances of earning money would skyrocket.

“Don’t forget to follow, everyone. I don’t have much time left. Right now, I’m racing against the clock. After this climb, I plan to try more extreme sports—like skydiving or bungee jumping…”

His words once again ignited the chat, drawing both ridicule and encouragement.

By noon, all eyes were on whether Chen Huai’an truly had cancer and whether he could reach the summit of Mount Tais within five hours. If he didn’t, the audience could count on the so-called exposers to deliver the truth—and enjoy the spectacle regardless.

As noon approached, Chen Huai’an rechecked his gear. To attempt the climb with terminal cancer, he needed to travel light. Initially, he planned to bring two power banks but decided to take only one to reduce weight, slinging it over his shoulder.

His phone battery, already unreliable, had dropped to 27% after just two hours of streaming. With the power bank, he hoped to last until the descent.

“Are you Chen Huai’an?”

A voice called out behind him. Turning, Chen Huai’an saw a young man, two middle-aged men, and a punk-style girl.

“Are you from the livestream chat?”

“That’s right. We’re here to expose you,” Zhang Rui replied coldly, smirking.

On the way to Mount Tais, Zhang Rui had coordinated with several other chat members intending to confront Chen Huai’an. To ensure he couldn’t flee, they gathered at the entrance before approaching him, effectively blocking any escape route.

“Nice to meet you all.” Chen Huai’an greeted them with a smile. “I thought this would be a solo journey, but it’s even better to have company.”

Zhang Rui ignored the pleasantries, pointing at Chen Huai’an’s leg. “That lump on your leg—it’s fake, right? Pull up your pants and let us see!”

Unfazed, Chen Huai’an rolled up his pants.

Zhang Rui and the others shone their flashlights on his leg.

The punk girl reached out and pressed on the lump, only to gasp and cover her mouth. “Oh my god, it’s a real subcutaneous tumor... How is he even walking?” ??Νo͍ВЁ?

Was this guy for real?

Zhang Rui felt his confidence waver. Looking away, he muttered, “A tumor doesn’t prove it’s bone cancer...”

“This is osteosarcoma,” Chen Huai’an said with a calm smile. “You can look up information online and compare it to mine... Anyway, it’s time for me to start climbing.”

Zhang Rui opened his mouth as if to say something, but Chen Huai’an had already hoisted his livestream setup and begun the climb.

“You’re being a bit much!” The punk girl, Su Xiaoqian, shot Zhang Rui a glare. “Regardless of whether it’s osteosarcoma, his leg is clearly in bad shape. Considering all the evidence, the chances he’s lying are slim. Show some compassion!”

“She’s right, young man,” one of the middle-aged men agreed. “My father died of cancer—osteosarcoma, in fact. I can tell whether this is real or not. The fact that this kid is climbing Mount Tais instead of lying in a hospital bed speaks volumes.”

“Exactly,” the other man added. “Bone cancer can cause spontaneous fractures. He shouldn’t even be doing high-intensity activities like this. For him to take on such a challenge shows incredible courage and determination.”

Ashamed, Zhang Rui scratched his neck and fell silent.

The group quickly caught up to Chen Huai’an.

“Streamer, that setup looks heavy. Want me to carry it for you?” Su Xiaoqian offered, feeling guilty.

Chen Huai’an shook his head. “No need. Carrying it myself makes it easier to adjust the camera angle, and holding the rig is part of my commitment to my audience.”

“You’re amazing!” one of the middle-aged men exclaimed, giving him a thumbs-up.

“Unbelievable!”

Encouragement poured in from the group.

Even Zhang Rui chimed in. “Hey, man, sorry for earlier. I lost some games and wasn’t in the best state of mind. I said some things I shouldn’t have.”

“It’s fine. I understand people’s concerns. Money doesn’t come easy for anyone,” Chen Huai’an replied without looking back.

“How about I send you a gift to make it up to you?” Zhang Rui offered.

Chen Huai’an immediately turned and flashed a friendly smile. “What kind of gift?”

“Uh... A big rocket—2000 yuan each.”

“Great! Thanks—you’re a good guy.”

Zhang Rui: “...”

It was clear to him now—this streamer was genuinely sick, but he was also genuinely out to make money.

Still, Zhang Rui couldn’t blame him. If he was battling cancer, it made sense to earn what he could for treatment.

Zhang Rui’s financial situation wasn’t bad, so he decided to send the gift. Opening the livestream, he first followed Chen Huai’an and then sent ten big rockets.

【Whoa, what a boss move!】

【Isn’t this the guy who came to expose him? Looks like he’s convinced now.】

【Front-row seats for a real-time investigation!】

【Poor streamer. Let’s support him, even if he doesn’t make it to the top.】

The ten rockets sparked a chain reaction of gift-giving, drawing more viewers to the livestream.

“Thanks for the ten rockets, boss!”

Chen Huai’an, thrilled, panned the camera to show Zhang Rui, who blushed and dodged the frame.

After the platform’s cut, those ten rockets would net him 10,000 yuan.

This was his “Fortune Carp” streak paying off—100 spins in one go. The internet truly was a lucrative space.

As the gift count climbed, so did the pain in Chen Huai’an’s legs. Each step sent waves of agony through him. Sweat drenched his protective talisman, its faint fragrance growing stronger.

In his mind, the image of Li Qingran’s smiling face surfaced.

What was that girl doing now?

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