Wednesday, April 30th.
Early in the morning, Max rose from his hotel bed and did his morning routine. The black lining was clear around his eyes, indicating he lacked sleep.
"Ugh, I shouldn't have continued grinding." He groaned in pain as he felt pain rushing into his head, "That was a bad idea. I should be satisfied just by getting to Tier 3."
He looked at his reflection in the mirror and squinted his eyes. His complexion looked bad. There was nothing he could do but hide them with makeup later in the livestream.
Slapping his cheeks to wake himself up fully, he went to the main room and changed his clothes to a work-out one.
'Let's exercise for now.'
***
New Eden City was filled with skyscrapers and buildings often used for a company's main office in the real world.
Only a company of a certain size could build an IRL office, while a small company usually only worked at ho and in the VR world because they had cheaper operational costs. Naturally, factories were still built in the real world with human interference.
Thanks to that, even with many skyscrapers, there were still places to build sports parks, complete with exercise equipnt. While the equipnt wasn't as good as a gym, it was still enough for a light morning exercise.
Running around the park filled with people who cared about their health like him. Sweat poured down his forehead. He sat on the bench and drank a sports drink he bought from the vending machine.
"Aah, that hit the spot. This sports drink is the best." He looked at the can in his hand and sipped another mouthful of liquid.
People in the park were focusing on their exercise. So of them were streaming. It was apparent from the drone and cara following them closely.
'I wonder how many viewers they got.' He thought as he watched them.
He didn't look down on them, but he was purely curious. A sports section in Punch had more than 800K viewers in this early morning.
Max was pleasantly surprised with the content after checking it.
'This is sothing…' He thought.
Most strears were gyms, but there were individuals who taught yoga, how to run, martial arts, basketball, and even tag gas.
The content was mostly various, and the most popular strear seed to be YogaLady, whose thumbnail showed a beautiful girl in a bike spat and sports bra doing yoga in a beautiful mountain tree house.
She had a total of 67K viewers, which was close to a nice number.
Seeing it, Max couldn't help but think.
'Those people are the sa. No matter if it's my past world or this one, they still flock to watch a girl with skimpy clothes doing risky movents. I bet they hope that her clothes will miraculously fall off.'
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Even without looking at the chat, he could guess what those viewers thought. In fact, his guess was on point when he checked the stream.
— Just a little bit more!
— Can you show a little?
— You're beautiful, girls…
Just a glance at the chat made him close the stream almost imdiately. He lanted and amazed at how people could be so degenerate in a livestream chat.
'Well, it's ti to return. There is no point lingering here any longer.'
***
Returning to the hotel, Max found Flexy sitting around the empty café when he was about to get breakfast. His friend had already dressed neatly, with an orange suit and white innerwear.
Lisa was sitting across from him, and they seed to converse about sothing important.
"Like I said, please take care of this seriously. Your growth has been stale lately. The last ti we reached 25K viewers was when we collaborated with Breeze. This is a chance to gain new viewers and followers."
"I got it, Lisa. My question is, what should I spill in the monthly segnt? Should I talk about my participation in the Roach Planet competition?"
"That's a good idea, but a bit weak. Breeze has also participated in Midnight Heist's tournant, so the two similar topics will clash, making it not that interesting even though the dates are different. Why don't you pick another topic?"
"Hmm, what topic should I bring up?" Flexy muttered while grinning. His gaze moved toward Max. "What do you think, buddy?"
When their eyes t, Max suddenly shuddered. The bowl in his hands almost fell.
"What do I think?" He asked as he sat around the table near them. "I don't know. I have no idea what to talk about in the podcasts, either. I only plan to answer the questions they ask with a joke."
"Oh, you understand the ropes I told you yesterday." The orange-haired strear exclaid in surprise.
Flexy turned to his secretary and winked.
"There you have it, Lisa. We will just joke around with the host. Announcing sothing in such a place isn't perfectly a good idea. I will charm them with my personality!"
Lisa looked back at her boss slash boyfriend with a disgusted expression, "Your trash personality that can only yap loudly without any aning behind it? Do you think the viewers will be interested in that? No, will anyone be interested in that?"
"At least I know one person who is interested in ." He said with a sweet voice, leaning forward.
"Don't try sothing." The secretary said, pushing Flexy's face with her hand.
"Co on, there is no one here."
"Cough cough cough."
Unable to witness such a flirty sight of his friend and his girlfriend, Max coughed loudly and stared at them.
"Excuse , mister. But I am trying to eat here. Will you flirt in your own room?"
"Good idea."
Flexy, being the man he is, smiled at Max and stood up.
"Let's go to the room, Honey."
"…"
Lisa sat silently; her expression worsened. She even stared at Max hard with a death stare, silently complaining at him for giving Flexy an idea.
However, Max didn't flinch. He ignored it and enjoyed his food. The atmosphere was calm and silent, save for the fact his friend began to scream because the secretary couldn't handle embarrassnt and began to pull his ear.
While they were still doing their lovers' spat, Max returned to his room to take a shower and change his clothes. Then, he t up with Flexy and Lisa, who got along again for so reason and went to Biozone Entertainnt HQ for tonight's preparation.
He noticed a slight redness around Lisa's ear when he t up with them. Also, her strict expression was broken with a small smile that disappeared imdiately when she saw him.
At that mont, he realized.
'Ah, Flexy bribed her with sothing.'
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