Otaku Translation: Honey Badger's Streaming Life C80

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The netizens in the live stream chat watched in stunned silence as a certain honey badger rolled on his seat, overcome with uncontrollable laughter. The comment section was eerily uniform, flooded with countless rows of ellipses that seemed to stretch endlessly across the screen, each one a silent testament to the viewers' collective shock.

Back in Africa, no one had noticed much, but now it seemed that this little guy’s personality was a bit... mischievous. How could he pull such pranks on such an attractive girl?

Wang Ping realized that ever since he'd become a honey badger, he hadn't had time to wallow in melancholy. He’d been constantly busy, and now even his sense of humor seemed to have dropped a few notches.

Sure, it was just a harmless prank. Even though the girl's scream was loud, it wasn’t that funny.

But here’s the kicker—when the girl screamed, she unconsciously dragged her eyeliner across her cheek, leaving a long black streak. Her fresh-faced beauty transformed into something more clownish, and she didn’t even realize it.

That was all Wang Ping needed. His tiny paws clutched his belly as he laughed so hard his whole body convulsed.

In the end, Gu Lang didn’t sign the contract.

Of course, the main reason was that the terms were utterly ridiculous. Even though Gu Lang had technically agreed to them himself, those promises were made while he was drunk and thus didn’t hold any real weight. Even if Chen Bai recorded the conversation, it didn’t matter—nobody takes a drunk person’s words seriously, not even the police.

Gu Lang figured he was unreliable enough, but this Chen Bai character took it to another level. Convincing a drunk man to agree to such unequal terms—was this even human behavior?

Chen Bai probably knew this too. Any sane person, no matter how confidently they spoke beforehand, would definitely back out when their own interests were on the line. So he never really expected to settle everything with Gu Lang in one go. This whole charade was mostly for fun. After all, contract terms were meant to be negotiated face-to-face. Why not use this opportunity to feel out Gu Lang’s true bottom line?

Besides, the contract Douyu prepared for Wang Ping—including platform insurance and other perks—was technically signed by Gu Lang. But given Gu Lang’s unconventional thought process, he still felt it was better to discuss it with Wang Ping beforehand.

Just then, a scream echoed through the parking lot, followed by a chorus of car alarms. Worried that Wang Ping might have caused yet another mess, Gu Lang quickly set a time for the next negotiation with Chen Bai and hurried off.

Though the contract wasn’t signed this time, Gu Lang still brought back a draft. Aside from the conditions, he hadn’t thoroughly reviewed the detailed terms yet. And what better way to silence family objections than with a formal, written contract?

Once Douyu revised the contract, Gu Lang could sign it and officially use “live streaming” as an excuse to gallivant around.

He couldn’t help but daydream about it. Life would be sweet!

When he returned to the parking lot, he saw his Jeep Wrangler’s window was open.

His heart skipped a beat. Gu Lang quickened his pace, but upon seeing Wang Ping inside, he let out a sigh of relief.

Phew. At least the honey badger was fine.

After Wang Ping moved over to make space, Gu Lang climbed into the driver’s seat and glanced at the tablet screen. The comment section was buzzed with activity, but something seemed… off.

“Holy crap, I forgot to screenshot!”

“Did anyone record it?”

“Looking for footage! Please share!”

“My email is xxxx@h, send it if you’ve got it!”

“I only recorded half—I didn’t act fast enough!”

“Hahaha, I got it all! Watching it alone is hilarious.”

“This girl’s gonna become famous!”

“What’s the psychological damage on this poor girl?”

“If anyone has the full recording, send it to me at xxxx!”

Glancing at Wang Ping sitting innocently in the passenger seat, Gu Lang’s forehead practically sprouted question marks.

“What girl? What did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything!”

Wang Ping pretended not to understand, nonchalantly inspecting his furry paws as if a flower had suddenly bloomed on them.

“Forget it. My meeting’s done. Let’s head home—I’ll introduce you to Grandma.”

Not expecting any answers from Wang Ping anyway, Gu Lang turned the key and started the engine, ready to head back to Hangzhou.

But aside from the hum of the engine, Wang Ping faintly heard the sound of high heels clicking against concrete.

Out of instinct, he glanced at the rearview mirror. A furious girl, clutching a water bottle, stormed toward the car, her face dark with anger.

“Oh shit! Is she here for revenge?”

Wang Ping’s fur stood on end. He frantically scanned the area, jumped off the seat, and hid underneath it.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Gu Lang, who was about to shift gears, looked curiously at Wang Ping’s sudden movements.

What’s wrong? Oh, you’ll find out soon enough.

At that moment, a hand thrust through the open window, holding a bottle of water. Without warning, the liquid was poured all over Gu Lang.

Caught mid-motion, Gu Lang froze, his head and chest soaked.

What the hell?! Are you insane?!

Turning to yell at the girl outside, Gu Lang was cut off as she screamed, “Freaking! Psycho!”

Gu Lang: “….”

You dump water on me AND steal my line?

Under the seat, Wang Ping was already rolling with laughter, tumbling out onto the floor mats, giggling uncontrollably.

“Hmph! Two psychos! Idiots!”

With that, the girl spun on her heel and strutted away, leaving a drenched Gu Lang glaring at Wang Ping.

“So… you did do something, didn’t you?”

In the live stream, viewers who caught the scene were already laughing their heads off. The entire incident felt like a scripted comedy sketch.

“Scripted! This is definitely scripted!”

“LMAO, this creativity is gold.”

“City folks sure know how to have fun.”

“Gu Lang: I’m getting hit even while minding my own business.”

“True·clueless face.”

“SnarkyBye tipped the streamer ×666 VIP cards…”

“Was this rehearsed or what?”

“Big Brother Buzz-Cut knows how to get his master into trouble.”

“Big Brother Buzz-Cut is the master.”

“NetLitGen3 tipped the streamer ×6 airplanes…”

“NetLitGen3: Streamer, don’t get it wrong—this tip’s for Big Brother Buzz-Cut.”

Sighing in resignation, Gu Lang abandoned any thoughts of chasing after the girl. He peeled off his soaked jacket and tossed it into the backseat.

Arguing with women rarely ended well, and even if he won, it wouldn’t exactly be a proud victory. Gu Lang had learned this lesson from his parents long ago.

Fine. He’d take the fall for the honey badger again—it wasn’t the first time.

Before leaving the city, Gu Lang stopped at a mall, bought a tracksuit, changed out of his wet clothes, and dumped them in the backseat. He also picked up a bunch of snacks for Wang Ping to keep him entertained during the ride.

This unexpected kindness left Wang Ping feeling a bit guilty. After all, there’s an unspoken rule: accept favors, and you owe someone.

So, for the rest of the drive back to Hangzhou, Wang Ping decided to cooperate—for once. He casually posed in front of the camera, hamming it up and striking playful poses.

Amid the flood of donations, no one seemed to notice that a certain self-proclaimed “outdoor expert” streamer had strayed far from his intended path.

Though he branded himself as an adventurer and nature enthusiast, his growing popularity was fueled almost entirely by fans of pet streams. The lively chatter in the chat made it clear: his audience was more captivated by his antics with animals than by any outdoor expertise. This left some of Douyu’s pet streamers wondering if a new rival had entered their territory.

Following the trail of clues, they stumbled upon Gu Lang’s livestream, only to discover that his channel was categorized under “outdoor streaming.”

“What the hell?” muttered a few pet streamers who had just finished pampering their own furry stars. They were absolutely livid.

What kind of scam was this? Some random honey badger lounging in a car the whole time—what part of that was “outdoor”?

Gu Lang, however, remained oblivious to the shifting demographics of his audience.

The car wound its way west along the provincial highway, bypassing Hangzhou. By early afternoon, they reached the outskirts of Lin’an District.

About ten more kilometers, and they’d arrive at Shengjiawu.

By now, Wang Ping’s attention was completely captivated by the scenery outside.

Vast green mountains surrounded them, and closer slopes were lined with rows of vibrant tea bushes. Occasionally, farmers could be seen working among the tea plants and bamboo groves, chatting and laughing as they labored.

The breeze carried the fresh scent of green tea, clearing Wang Ping’s mind and filling him with a sense of calm.

This place… it felt pretty nice.

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