"What? Are you serious?"Staring at the settlement screen, Sam was genuinely stunned.What was this supposed to mean?Three and a half hours of streaming, and his gift revenue had crossed twenty thousand dollars? This was only his second broadcast of the day. Combined with the earlier session, that meant he'd pulled in over thirty thousand in a single day.Sam's jaw went slack. Now this was what an A-list streamer's income was supposed to look like. Thirty thousand a day meant over nine hundred thousand a month, and that was absolutely unbeatable.But even more important than the money was the follower growth. Over seven hundred thousand new followers in one day? What kind of insanity was that?"Must be the front-page featured slot from signing the contract?" he muttered, recalling how the app now displayed a massive banner ad for his channel the moment anyone opened it. That had to be doing the heavy lifting."Revenue's nice, but followers are wha

Even though everyone says "we don't look down on sanitation workers," when they're actually out on the street and spot someone in that orange reflective vest, bent over sweeping the pavement, their feet instinctively drift to the other side. It's human nature, something nobody can really help. Some people even make a point of covering their nose and mouth as they pass by.But how would they know what the entire city would look like without those workers?Rain struck Sam's face, cold as ice. He let out a long sigh, shot one exasperated glance at the woman, then lowered his head and went back to sweeping the street.What he never expected was that the woman, who had been about to leave, caught sight of his expression and turned right back around."What are you looking at? Filthy street sweeper!" she snapped. "You're young enough to do anything, yet you chose this? You really are hopeless!"She hurled insults one after another.Sam's eyebrow twitched as he

The money was a jumbled mix of denominations.On the outside sat several dozen crisp red hundred-dollar bills. Tucked inside were fifties, twenties, and even single-dollar notes folded with painstaking neatness."Holy crap!" Sam shouted, genuine shock ripping through his voice. The sudden outburst drew a crowd in seconds, and when they saw how much cash was stuffed into the plastic bag, every single person froze."Dude, Sam!" Alex stared, phone still recording. "What is going on with you?"He hadn't expected that Sam, working as a sorter at the waste sorting center, would somehow stumble onto this much money.Old Lee was equally dumbfounded. He'd been a sanitation worker for over a decade, and he'd never once seen anything like this.The chat exploded instantly.[Who the hell lost this?][Sam's luck is maxed out! He finds cash just sorting trash!][That's gotta be at least a few thousand, right?][Hold on, it's in a plastic bag thoug