-[Auto Live Stream has been activated]-
-[Viewers: 10]-
-[Likes: None]-
-[Gifts: None]-
-[Comments: None]-
-[Interaction: 0%]-
-[System Notice: You have three unread messages]-
Fang Lu woke up feeling dizzy. Minutes had already passed, yet the unfamiliar blue interface was still visible.
"I'm not dead?"
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Meanwhile..
In another world—a modern dimension—a teenage boy logged into his phone after it buzzed and saw a notification pop up.
(Netori live stream is on; highly R18)
The teenager found this interesting, like any other user would. When he tapped on it, he saw a different style—one he had only seen in Chinese novels.
"Is this a new movie?" he said to himself.
Initially, he didn't believe it was live; after all, the clothes Fang Lu wore looked extremely ancient.
"Tch, what a joke. Who in the world still dresses this way?" He dismissed any thought of it being real.
However, he was undeniably curious. His itching fingers quickly created an account.
When he slid out of the app, it didn't even have a name—only a tag (R18 and the profile of a hentai magazine).
After scrolling around, he decided to comment. (Is this live? Or a joke?)
His message went through, but no one replied for the next five minutes, even though he could clearly see that the number of viewers was ten.
"What a joke," he hissed. At that moment, someone else commented.
(#Porn Lord: I was about to ask the same thing. If it's real, I'm just hanging around for the hentai.)
(#Donttell Mother: Tsk, yo Fang Lu, do something to prove this is real, 'cause damn, this looks like a Chinese movie.)
(#LovesPussy: Why does he keep staring at the air?)
After seeing the comments, he realized he wasn't the only one confused. So he stayed in the app, and something dirty crossed his mind.
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Back in his world, Fang Lu was confused. He clearly remembered getting killed by a single punch; the image was crystal clear.
And now, the blue interface only made things more confusing.
Soon after, he heard a knock on his door. He would have immediately stood up, but then—as crazy as it sounded—he saw comment notifications popping up around him.
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(#Porn Lord: I was about to ask the same thing. If it's real, I'm just hanging around for the hentai.)
(#Donttell Mother: Tsk, yo Fang Lu, do something to prove this is real, 'cause damn, this looks like a Chinese movie.)
(#LovesPussy: Why does he keep staring at the air?)
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Whoever it was kept knocking relentlessly on his door. Fang Lu stood up. As he walked toward the door, he kept glancing back.
"Fang Lu? Someone commented my name?" he muttered.
When he opened the door, it was his master's girlfriend—the Son of Heaven's daughter, Zhao Lan.
It was almost as if she were completely naked, because he could see her body through the transparent white dress, her nipples pointing toward his lips.
Her thick thigh was barely a meter from his groin. Her body wasn't straight; it curved beautifully—beauty itself in human form.
(#PornLord: Damn, that woman is hot.)
A comment screen appeared in front of Fang Lu. He was shocked to realize the person could also see Zhao Lan.
(#LovesPussy: Woah, okay, this is absolutely real. Damn, look at those titties. Squeeze them pleeease
At that comment, Fang Lu stumbled backward and fell to the ground.
"Do I look that stunning?" Zhao Lan asked.
To her, it seemed like Fang Lu was staring at her. Of course, it would look that way—especially with the screen between them, an interface only Fang Lu could see.
"I'm being watched," Fang Lu muttered, his heart nearly skipping a beat.
Ignoring whatever she thought she heard, Zhao Lan went straight to the reason she came. "I've come to deliver a message from your master. He says to sweep the sect before he returns."
"What? No, today's Tuesday. I swept yesterday," Fang Lu corrected her—but he was the one who was wrong.
"Uh? Today's Monday, handsome." After saying that, Zhao Lan turned, paused, and intentionally squatted down, her big, thick ass right in front of Fang Lu.
At that moment, different comments began popping up almost every second. The comment section was running wild.
"Monday?"
While she believed her ass must have dazzled the boy, Fang Lu only stared in one direction, trying to make sense of how today was Monday—and, most importantly, how he wasn't dead.
After Zhao Lan left, Fang Lu stood up and sat on his bed.
He laughed. And kept laughing, his teeth clenched as if holding back an evil cackle.
Then he stood, walked toward the window, spread his arms, and let it out.
"Bwehehehe— I have been reborn!"
Awkwardly, Xue Ming and a few female disciples were passing by his window, and the moment he opened it while laughing, they saw him and stared wordlessly.
"Tch, mind your business." Fang Lu slammed the window shut.
With one confusion settled, Fang Lu sat cross-legged on his bed and turned his attention to the strange interface.
First, he ignored the comments and focused on the system notification, because something in it had to explain all of this.
-[Unread Message 01: Welcome back, #Fang Lu. The goddess Aphrodite sends her greetings]-
-[Unread Message 02: You have been reborn with a live stream system capable of sharing your daily life across multiple worlds. Please head to privacy to make your choice]-
"Different worlds exist?" Fang Lu sat up, giving the messages his full attention.
-[Unread Message 03: The viewers are your gods. Amuse them, keep them interested. Every thousand likes can be exchanged for one core. Every gift sent can be rolled over for power-ups or accepted. Certain gifts can be extracted into your world]-
"How can I keep them interested in my daily life? Fuck."
-[Daily Golden Comment Rule: The system automatically filters mission comments, selecting one as the Golden Comment. Failure results in a penalty]-
-[You obtained one rare item: Live-Boost (3): This item allows the user to tremendously boost the number of viewers across multiple worlds]-
It took Fang Lu roughly thirty minutes to understand and accept his situation. It wasn't bad—but still, the feeling of someone watching his every move…
"Creepy," Fang Lu said. "I guess if I say anything, they'll understand. Hmmm." He stared at the screen.
While the system mentioned something about privacy, there was really nothing there. Aside from rejecting the system—which was optional—everything else was mandatory.
"Well, how does this work now? Someone comment a Golden Mission, I guess. I've gotta go sweep, though, so maybe—"
-[Ding: System Notification]-
-[Three-Star Golden Comment Detected]-
-[Reward: User #Donttellmother has set a Strength Enhancement Pill worth one hundred thousand dollars for completing the mission]-
-[Time Left: 23 hrs 59 mins 50 sec]-
-[Penalty: ????]-
Fang Lu froze. His heart skipped. Of course, the Strength Enhancement Pill was tempting bait—a very rare item in his world.
Just what is in the system's gift list?
"B-but the task… That's impossible."