2024-01-21 23:56:23His words landed like a boulder in a pond, rippling through the chat.
"Who's this guy with such a big mouth, claiming to support her stream alone? Don't leave yet, guys. Let's see how he plans to hold up this stream by himself!"
"Heh, YouTube's full of these blowhards. Big guy, enough talk. Let's see some rockets before you say another word."
"If he can actually support Ava's stream all by himself, I'll eat my hat live!"
“…”
Evan couldn't help but smirk at the absurdity of the trolls. Today, he'd show them what true wealth looked like.
After linking his bank card, he typed with a sly grin, "Well then, let's start with ninety-nine Super Rockets for a bit of fanfare, shall we?"
On YouClub, the Super Rocket was the pièce de résistance of gifts, each valued at $2,000. A single Super Rocket would trigger a platform-wide notification, a banner unfurling across every stream.
Ninety-nine Super Rockets—that was an expenditure of $198,000! And just for kicks!
Even among the truly wealthy, such spending was unheard of.
Predictably, Evan's bold statement stirred a commotion among the naysayers.
"Ha! Ninety-nine Super Rockets? You're joking! Even Mr. Warren only gifted ninety-nine this year. Do you think you can match him, a man worth tens of millions?"
"Big talk, little action. Get on with the gifting already. Anyone can boast."
"This guy's just bluffing to grab attention. Nothing to see here, folks. Let's disperse."
Evan watched the derisive comments with a cold smile playing on his lips.
Without a word, his finger tapped the screen, and the first Super Rocket was sent.
To silence these critics, he knew actions spoke louder than words.
As the Super Rocket shot across Ava's stream, YouClub's servers sent out a dazzling banner: "Wealthy Smith has gifted Ava a Super Rocket!"
"Keep it going, we're counting!"
"Where's the rest? You said ninety-nine, that's just one!"
"$2,000 is nothing! I could send one Super Rocket myself!"
Ava, immersed in her performance, adorned in chic shorts and a white tank top, remained oblivious to the growing spectacle. Lost in her music, her expression was tinged with worry.
The source of her concern was the very song she strummed and sang—a song of her own creation. She had hoped to sell it to a record label, to visit the impoverished children in the mountains with the proceeds. However, no company would buy it, fearing the wrath of the influential figure she had crossed.
With her song unsold, there was no money, and the children would miss out on sponsorship.
While Ava was lost in her thoughts, Evan, unaware of her plight, was ready to turn the tide. "Hey, beauty, let me lend a hand today. Let's take your stream to new heights!"
With that, he glanced at the mocking barrage and decisively tapped ten more times, sending out a volley of Super Rockets.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Ten Super Rockets in quick succession claimed the entire screen, relegating the trolls' comments to a forgotten corner.
Ten consecutive YouClub top banners slapped across the trolls' faces like a gauntlet thrown down in challenge.
"Damn, that's ten already! He's not seriously going for ninety-nine, is he?"
"Twenty thousand dollars in just ten clicks—could this guy be her die-hard fan?"
"Why all the fuss? It's just ten, a mere twenty thousand!"
Evan's eleven Super Rockets not only triggered a barrage of official YouClub banners but also drew a flood of spectators to Ava's stream. In mere moments, her audience soared from a few hundred to twenty thousand—all there to witness "Wealthy Smith," the magnate, in his extravagant display.
"Who is this Wealthy Smith, unleashing eleven Super Rockets in a row? Talk about rich and capricious!"
"Brother, swing by my room next, will ya? Gift me one too."
Within the swell of twenty thousand, sharp eyes quickly recognized Ava.
"Doesn't this streamer look familiar? Like a child star, maybe?"
"Ava? It really is Ava! Wasn't she in the movies? What's she doing live streaming?"
"Wow, it's the Ava who got shelved!"
As Evan's Super Rockets electrified Ava's stream, a lavish, flirtatious party was unfolding in a private room on the second floor of Manhattan KTV. Four corpulent men and eight stunning, sensual girls filled the space; the men drinking lavishly while the girls danced wildly under the neon lights, their fair skin glistening seductively.
"Mr. Warren, this one's for you," slurred a bald man, raising his glass to the evening's protagonist.
Peter Warren, a locally notorious scion of Lumina City, was the son of real estate magnate Raymond Warren and related to a high-ranking government official. Flaunting his family's wealth and influence, he was known for his brazen behavior.
"Cheers!" Peter Warren, with a girl wrapped around his waist, tossed back his drink in one gulp.
His phone buzzed amidst the revelry. After a glance at the caller ID, he pushed the girl aside and hushed the crowd with a shushing gesture: "Hey, Samantha, aren't you streaming? What's up calling me?"
Samantha, a voluptuous streamer he had met just two days prior, had legs for days and curves in all the right places. To get acquainted, Peter had showered her with gifts in her stream.
"Mr. Warren, someone’s splurging on Super Rockets on the platform, says they'll gift ninety-nine! I want some too, and I can unlock new positions for you!"
"Deal. Make me happy, and you'll get anything you want," Peter replied, his eyes alight with lust, spurred on by Samantha's provocative offer. He licked his lips, "Let them witness the might of Fortune Baron. I'm the top gifter on YouClub, after all!"
Seeing the impact of his eleven Super Rockets, Evan allowed himself a small smile. He glanced at Ava, still oblivious to the commotion as she continued her performance, and typed coolly: "The warm-up's done. Now for the real show!"
But less than a minute after his message, a jarring note cut through the platform. A YouClub banner broadcast a brash challenge across the skies: "Stop the act. Where you came from, go back. Don't show off here, you're not worthy!"
"Wow, Fortune Baron! The number one tycoon on YouClub!"
"Looks like Fortune Baron's gifting a streamer named Samantha. Is he about to have a wealth showdown with Wealthy Smith?"
"Heh, a wealth battle? Wealthy Smith is no match for Fortune Baron. He's not even fit to carry the man's shoes!"
“…”
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"You dare sneak attack me?" Timothy Daniels spat as he rose from the ground, clutching his face. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. "Do you realize that slapping an Immortal Emperor is a crime punishable by death? You, an insignificant ant, dare to insult the dignity of this Emperor?""Idiot," Evan muttered, watching Timothy bare his teeth in frustration, the word slipping from his lips with a casual indifference."Fuck! Do you really think I’m just a kitten with no claws?" Timothy roared, his rage finally boiling over. He raised his hands, forming seals in the air and casting several spells in quick succession.Golden light burst from his body, transforming into a vicious, snarling black bear that lunged at Evan with a roar.This was a strike Timothy had infused with every ounce of his power. He was certain Evan would be sent flying, just as he had been moments before.After all, this blow carried the weight of a thousand pounds. Anyone who faced the charge of this monstrous bear was
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So why were they all bowing and offering him their utmost respect? The answer was obvious—this was undoubtedly the handiwork of Landon and Matthew.Hmm, I’ll have to remind them not to do this again, Evan thought. It’s nice to receive all this admiration, sure, but I still need to maintain my low profile here in Elysia.Thus, he tried to provide an explanation, hoping his classmates would at least remain uncertain, if not entirely convinced.His words left his classmates dumbfounded, their minds swirling with confusion.After finishing his explanation, Evan casually strolled out, leaving behind a group of stunned classmates still trying to make sense of what had just happened."I don’t believe it. There’s no way Evan’s just an ordinary person. He must be someone much more important.""Do you think if we reported something, the embassy officials would really treat us the same way?""Probably not."Violet Mills and the other girls, watching Evan’s departing figure, felt a pang of disapp
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“They’re over there,” someone finally said.“Thank you.” The man moved gracefully toward them, handing each of them a formal letter.“This is a presidential decree signed by President Donald of Aleria. It states that your companies’ trade relations with our country have been terminated. Multiple violations of our foreign trade laws were discovered in the products and technologies your companies exported to Aleria.”After delivering the notices, the man turned toward Evan, bowing deeply. “President Donald asked me to convey his warm regards to you and to wish you good health.”Evan waved dismissively. “Got it. Tell that old man to take care of his own health as well.”“Thank you for your concern. I will pass along your message,” the man said before quietly leaving the room.Clang!The entire room seemed to tremble as the weight of the situation finally hit the classmates. Their minds were reeling, their understanding of the world shattering.Even a fool could now see that Evan was behi
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Violet Mills and the other pretty girls were now completely love-struck, their eyes filled with admiration, their faces flushed with desire.Wow, Evan’s handsome, he’s rich, and he’s kind. Does he have a girlfriend? If he does, would he mind having another?Meanwhile, Wayne, Juliette, and the other classmates who had cozied up to Timothy were fuming, their hair practically standing on end with regret. Why did we ever suck up to Timothy Daniels? they thought bitterly. Evan’s the real deal!Had they stuck with Evan, they’d have grabbed at least $1 million by now!As for Timothy Daniels and his group, they sat there in stunned silence, their minds reeling, their faces ashen, completely frozen like statues.$20 million… How are we supposed to compete with that?Even if we could somehow come up with that much cash, we’d be bleeding money, and our companies would have no liquidity left. We’d be bankrupt in no time!This is humiliating. Evan didn’t just slap our faces; he’s dragged us throug
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When they opened it, their eyes widened in shock, their jaws dropping as they stared at the numbers on their screens. The gasps that filled the room were stifled, as if the air itself had been sucked out.For five seconds, the room was dead silent.Then, the box erupted with ear-splitting shrieks."Holy crap! Evan just sent $1 million! Oh my God, I just grabbed $100,000!""Fuck, Evan’s the real hidden tycoon here! A $1 million envelope? I got $100,000 too!"Thud.Timothy Daniels and the others’ phones slipped from their hands.They sat there, dumbfounded, as if they’d been struck by lightning.Evan, the poor kid, sent a $1 million red envelope?How did he suddenly become so rich?A million dollars? That’s nearly half a year’s profit for Timothy’s company, and an entire year and a half of revenue for Jeff and Matt’s businesses!"Are you going to keep sending envelopes?" Evan asked, his voice light, as if the $1 million he had just given away was nothing more than pocket change.Well, i
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"Send red envelopes?"Timothy Daniels froze for a moment, then burst into loud, disdainful laughter, his whole body shaking as if he had just heard the funniest joke of 2024. His belly jiggled as he pointed at Evan, laughing so hard he could barely speak."Did you all hear that? He says he wants to send us red envelopes! Hahaha! A notorious pauper like Evan wants to give us—millionaires and billionaires—red envelopes? What a joke!"Jeff, Matt, Bobby, and the rest of the so-called "young entrepreneurs" doubled over with laughter, while Patrick clutched his stomach, laughing so hard he sounded like a squealing pig."He said he’s going to send us red envelopes?""Talk about overestimating himself! This is what they call biting off more than you can chew. Poor Evan, this is the very definition of delusion!"The classmates in the room, including Violet Mills and the other pretty girls, furrowed their brows in disapproval, clearly displeased with Timothy and his friends’ words. Yet, at the
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