Chapter 484: Not a Name, but an Adjective!

At this very moment, Wang Yun’s former livestream channel surged past twenty million viewers.

What did that number mean? It was the equivalent of an entire province’s population—men and women, young and old—all watching this broadcast.

And that was just the start.

The official livestream channel had already exceeded forty million viewers.

In other words, before the show had even officially begun, twenty million people had already claimed their spots in Wang Yun’s personal stream.

Meanwhile, Mr. He continued with his introduction.

“Due to the sheer number of contestants this season, we’re unable to introduce each of them individually. But rest assured, you’ll come to know them well over the course of the livestream. Now then, allow me to introduce the inspector captains of Season Two!”

As he spoke, the camera swung around to the group behind him.

A wave of anticipation rippled through them.

Among the crowd stood three familiar figures.

Wu Yaoming, Wu Mingyu, and Zhao Youcheng.

Once again, they were representing the Dragon Kingdom.

“Gentlemen,” Mr. He stepped forward and handed them the mic. “You’re back for another season. Anything you’d like to say to the audience?”

The three men were in visibly better spirits than before.

In those final days of the last season, Wu Mingyu and Wu Yaoming had worn exhaustion and defeat plainly on their faces. Now, that weight seemed lifted.

Zhao Youcheng was the first to speak.

“To be honest,” he said, taking the mic, “those two weeks a month ago were the darkest of my entire life.”

Anyone paying close attention would notice that in less than two months, the once-black hair at Zhao Youcheng’s temples had turned noticeably gray.

“I’ve always been a proud man. When Old Qian first invited me to join this program, I scoffed at the idea. I kept an eye on Wang Yun from the sidelines, thinking he’s just a kid. How far could he possibly get? It wasn’t until I joined the game myself that I realized how small I really was and how vast the world is. This time, I won’t make any bold claims. But I swear I will give everything I have, everything I’ve learned in my life, to bring Wang Yun down.”

As Zhao Youcheng finished, the crowd erupted in applause.

Even captains from other countries joined in. Not just out of politeness, but in genuine admiration.

At sixty years old, an age where most would enjoy their twilight years in peace, Zhao Youcheng was still here, pushing his limits.

“Powerful words from Elder Zhao,” Mr. He said with emotion. “I can already picture Wang Yun being captured.”

He turned to the others.

“Captains Wu, anything you’d like to share?”

The two nodded. Though they shared a surname, their roles and strengths were very different.

Wu Mingyu specialized in strategy and command. Wu Yaoming was known for his decisive action.

Wu Mingyu took the mic, his expression solemn.

“I have nothing to say except this—failure is failure. But in failure, we find experience. And I daresay, my experience is something none of you here possesses. More than that, I know Wang Yun better than anyone else. This time, I’ll give it my all. I no longer see Wang Yun as an enemy. He’s a worthy rival, a friend, even a brother.”

His voice rose with emotion.

Gone was the obsessive will to win. What remained was a passion, a joy for the game itself.

He wasn’t hunting Wang Yun out of pride anymore.

He was here to play, and to play seriously.

Wu Yaoming gave a nod of agreement and took the mic.

“Captain Wu is absolutely right. This show is no longer about proving my worth or fulfilling some personal ambition. I also want to offer this advice to the other team captains: don’t make catching Wang Yun your sole objective. Because if you do, the days ahead will be the most painful of your life. You’ll find yourself doubting everything, your goals, your abilities, your very identity.”

He handed the microphone back to Mr. He.

Mr. He was visibly moved by their words.

It was as if the three men had grown overnight.

And more than that, they had let go. They were no longer burdening themselves with expectations.

The moment their words aired, the comment section on the livestream exploded with a single phrase.

“Wang Yun: Don’t challenge me, or I’ll teach you to start over!”

“Wang Yun—a medium for self-discovery and understanding the world!”

Everyone who had watched the first season knew there was no mockery in what the three had said. No exaggeration. No false humility.

Wang Yun was no longer just a person. No longer just a name.

He had become something greater.

A force. A symbol. A metaphor for the impossible.

He was a goal to strive toward. A pillar of inspiration for an entire generation.

He was no longer human.

Mr. He took back the mic, still warm from their hands, his gaze deeply shaken as he looked at the three captains before him.

Each of their short speeches carried weight, far more than words alone.

“Thank you, all three of you,” he said, voice steady. “Now, allow me to introduce the new inspector captains joining us this season! Our first newcomers are royal members of the Apollo Nation! Please welcome—Stanley, Eve, and Miller!”