"Family, I've missed you all so much today!"
"Everyone, calm down, I'll be bringing you the first-person live broadcast from Godslayer Guild in three minutes! Make sure to click the little heart button!"
SirLagsALot stood in front of the cara, live-streaming in real-ti. Behind him, the first battlefield, Bone Dragon Stronghold, was visible.
Godslayer Tourist Group 01: "Hold on a second."
SirLagsALot, with the "Godslayer" tag above his head, had officially beco a mber of Godslayer Guild, even bringing in so colleagues to join as well. Now, he was the human gaphone for promoting the guild's image.
"What's going on? We're starting soon, don't f***ing waste my ti!"
SirLagsALot was a bit annoyed and quickly pulled the cara off him to focus on the Bone Dragon Stronghold.
Tourist 2: "The traffic's off. We had over 3 million viewers when we were selling snacks earlier, but now that the big battle is about to start, we're stuck at 4 million viewers?"
SirLagsALot froze for a mont: "Are we being throttled by the streaming platform?"
Several colleagues frowned and nodded, then one said, "The US Esports Association is also live-streaming, and they're taking control of the narrative. They're talking shit, and their viewer count is several tis ours!"
"Dammit! Does Infinite Dinsions' operations team want to die or sothing?" SirLagsALot cursed as he opened the esports stream.
The online viewer count there had reached 30 million, while Godslayer had invested 10 million in traffic, and still, their viewers were so low.
The Infinite Dinsions livestream was managed by the official promotional departnt, and the platform could only take a small commission from that.
From SirLagsALot's professional perspective, sothing shady was going on.
Comntator Saami: "Welco to the Godslayer War livestream!"
Comntator TKONE: "Godslayer Guild has been performing very strongly lately. Though their chances are slim, they've definitely caught the attention of global players, especially from the UJ region..."
After saying that, the male comntator smiled aningfully. The female comntator continued, "For sure. The presence of Godslayer's Guild Leader has, in so ways, negatively affected the ga environnt."
Comntator TKONE: "Haha, that's right, after all, he has a history."
Comntator TKONE: "So of you are asking why we aren't ntioning his na. I can't say much here, but let's just say, those who know, know."
Saami: "Yes, he's been involved in so improper actions with Godslayer's Guild Leader across servers, which might cause issues for the relations between China and Japan."
TKONE: "Our association has also received multiple joint complaints from UJ region guilds. Unfortunately... Godslayer's Guild Leader is no longer under our jurisdiction." Discover hidden tales at My Virtual Library Empire
The two comntators laughed sarcastically, and their tone made SirLagsALot and his team seethe with anger.
In the livestream's chat, the trolls ca out in full force, calling Orson all sorts of insults like "Fake Match King" and "Easy Target Dog."
Anyone who tried to defend Orson imdiately got muted and labeled with nas like "50-cent army" or "U-shaped lock."
Tourist 2: "Uh-oh, fans are saying they can't find our livestream."
Tourist 1: "Bullshit! The viewer count is still dropping!"
"I'll make a call!"
SirLagsALot, furious, made a phone call to the deputy general manager of the official operations team.
"Are you f***ing serious, Director Zhou? We paid you, and you throttle our traffic?"
"Uh... I'm sorry, the esports association has put too much pressure on us. They want exclusive rights for this battle for the stronghold."
"Go die! Too much pressure? Or did they offer you more money?"
SirLagsALot had a short temper and imdiately cursed, leading to an argunt between the two.
When the viewer count continued to fall, SirLagsALot hung up and reported the situation to Orson.
Orson: "US Esports Association... It's normal. They've pulled this stunt before."
Orson, with a smirk, continued, "The esports association has long been funded by the UJ Golden Crown Consortium. That consortium controls several major guilds, including SSR and Thousand Hands. Since I single-handedly crushed Thousand Hands, it's only natural that they'd attack and mock in their broadcasts. It's to be expected."
SirLagsALot: "So what should we do? The numbers aren't going up; how can I promote like this?"
Orson, calmly: "I'll make a call. You just continue your stream."
He had already achieved his goal: first place on the leaderboards, single-handedly killing the Thousand Hands guild. Now, it was ti for Radiant Shuttle to do their part.
"Orson? Aren't you supposed to be busy? The siege is about to begin."
K.D. said, surprised.
Orson: "You play the ga?"
"Yeah, occasionally."
Orson was stunned. Considering K.D.'s poker face and serious deanor, he never imagined that K.D. played Infinite Dinsions too. He laughed and added, "What class? Want to take you out for so monster grinding?"
"I'm a soldier class, obviously. I'm better off charging straight ahead."
K.D. added with a hint of amusent, "I'm almost level 35 now, working on my awakened class skills."
WTF!?
Orson was shocked. K.D. was almost level 35 already? That would place him in the top 200 of the leaderboard.
Orson: "S-class class [Breaking Peak Blood Axe]?"
When he saw K.D.'s class, Orson nearly jumped out of his seat. He quickly searched for K.D. on the leaderboard and found his ID: "Military No Joking."
The na was typical of soone born in the '80s…
"Wait, he's Military No Joking?" Orson murmured to himself, now realizing the gravity of the situation. K.D. was one of the future top-tier experts and already in the upper-middle ranks.
In the previous life, K.D.'s guild, Soul of Heroes, was a unique case. With 60,000 guild mbers, they had 10,000 priests, 10,000 knights, 10,000 thieves... Their structure was bizarrely balanced. Most mbers had B-rank professions, and their warriors were all sword-and-shield types, priests were all healing, and the knights were all holy paladins.
Orson's face changed. He suddenly rembered the old rumors about Soul of Heroes: "A proper army." This guild was incredibly low-key. Even their hard-core modes were kept under wraps, and not many knew their true strength.
Orson realized that not only was he a reborn player, but the governnt seed to have already prepared for the crisis ahead.
"By the way, what did you need from ?" K.D. asked, now with a much softer tone than when they first t.
"Nothing major. Just help handle the US Esports Association. They seem to have an issue with , and it's affecting my interests."
"Yeah, I'm looking into it. The association isn't clean. But you know how it is—going through the proper channels takes ti. As for temporarily blocking the livestream, that's easy."
"Alright, you do your thing. I'll deal with the ss here."
Orson hung up the phone.
One minute later, back in the esports association's livestream:
Comntator TKONE: "Big district announcent! The NPC army has a giant dragon on their side!"
Comntator Saami: "Wow! The Fla Dragon Nest, Earth Dragon Nest, and the Light Dragon Empire's Platinum family are all here! Looks like the battle's already decided, and other players don't even need to get involved!"
Comntator TKONE: "So people's retribution cos quickly. Don't think temporary glory can erase past mistakes. Everyone, please watch closely…"
Before TKONE could finish his sentence, the livestream screen suddenly went black. He stared, dumbfounded.
A huge ssage appeared on the screen: "This livestream has been suspended for violating platform rules!"
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