Chapter 14
Chapter 14
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 14
Chapter Title: That's Not How You Do It
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Actually, there was no need for all the fuss about cheating or whatever.
The same viewers overlapping between streams was a common occurrence.
In fact, if streamers were on friendly terms, they would often use the hosting system to direct their audience to another streamer while ending their own broadcast.
Therefore...
Having Third Life there was a situation that left Yura with absolutely no regrets.
The viewer pools of the streamers overlapped, but it wasn't like she was actually getting NTR'd.
Yura, who had gotten scratched by a community post while mindlessly refreshing, hit the back button.
Nah, no way...
'I did give him a 24-hour ban once, but surely that's not why he went to another stream.'
When she had messed around with the bail money before, it had been severe enough to warrant a 24-hour ban.
Normally, it would have been a permanent suspension, but since there was bail money and Yura herself had been a bit careless, she had mercifully limited it to 24 hours.
'Plus, he came back right away with an alt account anyway.'
In fact, the moment she issued the ban, Third Life had immediately logged back in with a sub account.
Yura was convinced.
The reason that viewer was off having his not-really-cheating fling with Hean right now...
...was because she hadn't turned on her stream.
It was a perfect 10/10 answer.
Lately, Yura had been swamped with tournament preparations, leaving her with less time to stream.
She was still doing the regular broadcasts she had promised, but even those were being kept to a bare minimum.
She was pouring everything into the tournament prep.
Even three days had felt way too rushed, no matter how she thought about it.
So she had extended it to a week.
But even that was still a short time.
Still, there was no helping it.
Only by holding it within this period could she drastically reduce the number of participants somehow.
She had set the tournament cutoff way too low to begin with.
As the tournament organizer and guardian of the rules, Yura herself had to participate, so she narrowed the window for viewers to join.
Even then, various skilled viewers would probably enter with alts, but if that happened, she planned to extract a Miss Clip Angle forfeit, rules be damned.
"In that sense, it's a bit of a shame..."
Yura muttered to herself while watching Hean's stream.
Curiously, Hean's stream featured a viewer drawing more attention than Hean herself.
Yura read the chat window.
Mostly 'friendly' chats.
That was what Yura found regrettable.
She didn't really care that much that the viewer wasn't her property or about NTR or whatever. ...Actually, she cared a lot.
Things you normally have bug you more when they're gone.
That's why they say to cherish them while you have them.
Moreover, Yura had been coveting the 'attention' that particular viewer commanded.
Glancing sideways, she noticed the mail window she'd left open for a while.
A prominent explanation email from the game company sat there.
Yura had also inquired with the game company and received a response.
The difference from other users was that hers was an inquiry, not a report, but she had gotten an answer about the hack all the same.
The moment Yura received this email, a scenario had formed in her mind.
The PVP explanation probably wouldn't convince everyone right away.
So the controversy and attention would simmer down for a while.
She could use that to focus eyes on the tournament, then boom—drop the explanation later and reap just the attention benefits. That happy fantasy had crossed her mind.
But in conclusion, that fantasy failed to become reality.
For it to work, prerequisites were needed: Third Life participating in the tournament, and the explanation not landing well, keeping public opinion fiercely against him.
But with the hack controversy resolved, she couldn't use it anymore.
If that hadn't happened...
Third Life would have gotten a chance to change the broadcast rules.
And Yura's tournament would gain massive attention, boosting her fame—a win-win.
That made it all the more regrettable.
Of course, the odds of that scenario working perfectly were slim anyway.
Still, it sucked to see her happy brain circuit get wrecked.
Yura let out a short sigh.
"Sigh. Guess I just need to focus on prepping the tournament well."
With things as they were, all that was left was making it a great tournament.
Hean's stream had ended too.
She closed the broadcast window, reopened her notepad, and dove back into planning.
Her current dilemma was whether to invite other streamers.
"Teaming up with another streamer wouldn't be bad, but the prize is a Broadcast Rule change..."
It was a small-scale tournament, so she could handle it solo, but since it was content anyway...
Yura wanted to leverage everything possible for the best results.
Inviting another streamer had huge benefits.
That's why collabs between streamers happened.
It expanded fanbases, boosted recognition, etc.—benefits no streamer could ignore.
But this time, with the prize being what it was and no time to coordinate schedules, she was debating doing it alone.
The next day.
Dawn broke, and my eyes opened on their own.
This young body was accustomed to a regular early-to-bed, early-to-rise lifestyle.
The moment I opened my eyes, I did a cat wash.
Stretched lightly.
Did some light exercise.
That woke me up fully.
By the time the sun was fully up, I prepared breakfast.
"Gotta eat breakfast."
Skipping breakfast is a no-no.
How precious this is.
Well then.
Today, instead of potato chips, I shoved salad into my mouth.
I'd become aware lately that I was eating too many potato chips.
Seeing ten open bags on the table, I decided to hold off on them for a while.
I hadn't spread them out over days—I'd demolished ten bags in one day, so my veins were starting to worry me.
So breakfast today was a nutrient-packed chicken breast salad.
You know what?
Potato chips and salad actually pair really well.
The salad's fresh finish smoothly wraps around the chips' heaviness and saltiness.
Not sweet-salty, but salty-fresh combo.
How do you resist that?
The only downside is not being able to eat them together for vein health.
"I wanna crush potato chips and sprinkle them on."
With that sentiment, I posted on the community.
Author: Third LifeTitle: So when do I get my 1 mil?
(Diamond Guardian death pic)
(Not Abdominal General Warrior death pic)
Whenever?
Need to buy potato chips
Give it quick
Hmm...
I didn't absolutely need the 1 mil.
But a bet's a bet...
Running away like this isn't cool.
Maybe their accounts don't have the funds, so fulfill it another way?
Personally speaking...
The best job in the game is jobless.
No buffs, but no debuffs either.
Want to be a mage? Become one.
Want to be a swordsman? Go for it.
But other players didn't seem to think so.
Fighting every day over swordsman best or mage best.
That's why I changed the bet penalty to spread the glory of jobless.
And so began today's community patrol.
Lately, browsing the community had become quite enjoyable.
Lately, more people in the community were digging up my old advice posts from the past and verifying if they actually worked.
A very positive trend.
But not everything can be satisfying.
"That's not how you do it..."
What can I say.
The intent is good, but...
They just can't execute it right.
Watching that twisted my guts.
It felt like giving advice to a contrary kid who does the exact opposite.
If they were maliciously doing it wrong on purpose, it wouldn't twist my insides like this.
They're trying their best, but veering off into that mess—it's like taking extra damage myself.
Hmm...
"What to do about this..."
What to do in cases like this.
Then, a post caught my eye perfectly.
The answer to my dilemma came surprisingly quickly.
Hean and Yura flashed through my mind.
"Maybe I should stream?"
A picture's worth a thousand words.
I'll show you with my eyes.
So do it.
Author: Third LifeTitle: Advice Incoming
(Stream link)
Examples as requested
The supernova rapidly rising as the community's new star.
His posts went straight to real-time best by default.
Before long, Third Life had become a famous gonik among goniks.
Clicking the title absentmindedly led to a link inside.
Following the link...
[Stream Title: Advice Verification]
A stream appeared.
Unable to resist curiosity, the moment the viewer—Yura—entered...
Kieeeek!
"Gah!"
An undead head.