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However, as soon as she started the engine, the car radio began broadcasting. It was Olivia’s voice.
Olivia sounded calm and rxed, nothing like someone who had just narrowly escaped danger. “Friends, since some of the footage isn’t suitable for broadcast, I’ll be switching to audio mode for the livestream.
“If you’re just passing by, remember to give me a like.”
Netizens who had been keeping an eye on Olivia’s ount immediately flooded into the livestream, boosting its poprity.
[MysticHealer, why not turn the camera back on? But it’s fine–audio’s great too.]
[I live in a town near Magnolia Town, and the police here have all been mobilized. This girl really is storming into a criminals‘ir to rescue trapped women.]
[Liking’s not enough! I’m sending you a rocket. You’re a streamer with a conscience.]
While viewers were chattering away in thements, a massive special effect suddenly shed
across the screen.
[The coolest guy in Hirica, Lucas Grant, has entered the livestream.]
The entrance effect was ridiculously extravagant, with his entire username stretching across the
screen.
[Am I seeing things? MysticHealer actually attracted Lucas Grant? That’s insane.]
Anyone whose name could fill the whole screen was an ultra–VIP user–meaning they’d spent at least 300 million dors on the tform. There were fewer than ten of them in total.
And there was one supreme VIP user, rumored to be the hidden boss behind the entire tform. <b>But </b>he had never once appeared in a livestream<b>, </b>so mostizens assumed it was just a marketing gimmick.
At first, Olivia’s ount was just an ordinary one, with even her followers bought by Andrew through back–end operations. Now, being able to attract someone of Lucas’s caliber was truly impressive.
Lucas<b>, </b>rich and generous, immediately sent ten rockets as soon as he entered.
Each rocket was worth $800, and he sent ten in a row. The gift animations filled the ck screen, flying continuously for three minutes before stopping.
[Oh my God, I’ve never seen so many rockets in my life. This guy really deserves the ultra VIP title.]
11:28 pm <b>Pp</b>.
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[MysticHealer, you’re amazing. After splitting with the tform 50/50, you’ll have $1,500 in your pocket from just this wave.]
[Stop sending gifts, okay? I want to watch MysticHealer’s adventure.]
Originally, Lucas had been frustrated at not being able to reach Olivia, wondering what she was up <ol><li>to. </li></ol>
Then he stumbled upon a livestream and heard a voice strikingly simr to Olivia’s. He entered the stream and saw that the streamer was indeed Olivia.
He thought, ‘No wonder I couldn’t reach her–she’s already deep inside the enemy’s den.‘
“Olivia rarely streams, so I have to support her,” Lucas muttered, a cigarette dangling from his lips, as he casually recharged $1.5 million.
He then sent fifty rockets in a row until the moderators reminded him <i>to </i>spend rationally and forcibly froze his top–up system.
“Damn it! What kind of garbage system is this?” Lucas cursed furiously.
While his top–up system was forcibly closed, he could only watch Olivia’s stream in boredom.
Suddenly, a ck–and–gold animation dominated the screen, nearly blinding him.
“Who the hell is that? That animation is shier than mine.” Lucas was a little displeased. As one of the tform’s few ultra VIP users, his entrance effect was already top–tier. The only one above him was that one and only supreme VIP.
[Oh my God, am I seeing this right? That’s the legendary supreme VIP! Thank you, MysticHealer, for letting me witness this moment.]
[MysticHealer, you’re about to blow up. Two big shots watching your stream back–to–back–you’re incredible.]
Sitting in his Maybach, Andrew tugged at his cor, leisurely sipped his coffee, and held his phone in his right hand.
Jenny noticed his demeanor, and her little head leaned closer as she smacked her lips. “Andrew,
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