Multiversal Livestreaming System : I Can Copy My Viewers Skills

Adam strode back to their meeting spot, the newly purchased supplies secured in his pack. 

The others were gathered near the town's outer gates, resting on a wooden bench while chatting idly. 

As he approached, their conversation died down, eyes shifting toward the small bundle in his hands.

He didn't waste time.

"Here." 

He tossed a pair of reinforced bracers to Elara. 

She caught them, blinking in surprise.

"These should help with deflecting attacks."

Her fingers traced the iron plating, testing the flexibility. 

"Aww captain, you didn't have to—"

"Just wear them." 

Adam cut her off.

She nodded, strapping them on without another word.

Next, he pulled out Stamina Recovery Elixirs and Mana Restoration Potions, handing them out. 

Each of them received their share, murmuring thanks as they examined the vials.

"How did you get so many gold to buy these things..." 

Nathaniel muttered, tucking the potions into his belt pouch. 

"At this rate, we won't have to buy anything ourselves..."

"Yeah..." 

Rei added with a thankful smile. 

"I'll make sure to earn enough to pay you back..."

Adam ignored them. 

"No need, We're heading out."

The easy atmosphere vanished.

"Already?" 

Elara frowned. 

"We just got back."

"And now we're going back in." 

Adam adjusted the strap of his pack. 

"We're hunting Lesser Orcs."

A pause.

"...What?" 

Nathaniel's voice carried disbelief.

"We barely managed goblins. Now you want us to hunt Lesser Orcs?"

"I heard orcs actually know how to fight..." 

Rei muttered.

"It's also late in the afternoon right now..." 

Nathaniel rubbed his temples. 

"It'll be dark soon. You want us fighting Lesser Orcs at night?"

Adam's gaze turned cold. 

"We'll be back before eleven. If things don't go as planned, we camp in the forest."

The group exchanged glances.

Then Adam looked at them.

A piercing, unreadable stare that sent a chill down their spines.

Their complaints died in their throats.

For some reason they felt as though arguing against Adam would be scarier than fighting lesser orcs...

Without further argument, they followed him...

The forest loomed ahead, dark and dense even in the fading afternoon light.

Adam led the way as the others followed, their earlier reluctance was now just filled with alertness for their surroundings.

The forest was dangerous after all...

As they ventured deeper, voices carried through the trees.

"Alright, guys! Today we're testing the most efficient way to kill Lesser Orcs!"

Adam slowed his steps, ears sharpening at the words.

A group of Stream Hunters stood in a clearing ahead, setting up their gears as they looked towards their own streaming systems.

Several of them adjusted their equipment.

While their leader, a young man clad in reinforced armor, gestured enthusiastically at an unseen audience.

Adam had no interest in unnecessary interaction.

He strode past the group without a glance, but one of the streamers caught sight of them and tilted his head.

"Hm? I've never seen your faces before... are you new here?"

The man's voice carried a mix of curiosity and amusement.

His armor was polished, his equipment well-maintained... Clearly, someone who had spent a fair amount of time in the Tower.

His team stood behind him, adjusting their equipment as their attention briefly shifting to Adam's group.

Elara, who had been walking beside Adam, slowed down and answered.

"Yes, we just got in the Tower today."

The leader raised an eyebrow.

"Ah? Newbies? Then why are you in this area? Go back further. The goblin hunting grounds are behind you. Also, why are there only four of you? Who's your guide?"

Elara smiled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Ah, don't worry. We don't need a guide, and we're already Level 2!"

The words hung in the air for a second.

The leader's expression stiffened.

His teammates exchanged looks, a few of them outright scoffing.

"Level 2?"

He stared at them as if they had just claimed they could fly.

"You should turn back. Lesser Orcs aren't something to mess with. You should be at least Level 8 before hunting them."

Adam didn't slow down.

His tone was firm as he disturbed their conversation.

"Goodbye, we're heading now."

That was it.

No hesitation, no argument.

To Adam, he didn't really care much about what these people thought.

Nathaniel however, was panicking.

'Level 8?! We have to be level 8 to face lesser orcs?!'

'What am I doing here.. I should just head back!'

He thought as he tried to speak up.

"Hey, maybe we should listen to..."

However, as he looked towards the scary cold and stern expression that Adam had in his face.

He immediately quieted down and silently followed.

The leader frowned as he watched them disappear into the trees.

"They're going to die..."

He muttered.

One of his teammates shifted uneasily.

"Should we stop them?"

The leader exhaled, shaking his head.

"If they don't listen, it's their problem. Just focus on our stream."

He turned back, ready to continue, but something was off.

His viewer count had dropped.

"Huh?"

He blinked.

A few moments ago, they had a solid audience.

Now, numbers were vanishing.

Where were they going?

...

Meanwhile, as Adam and his group pressed deeper into the forest, an alert popped up in his vision.

His livestream, which had been mostly quiet, suddenly surged with activity.

[A viewer from 45th Level Martial world universe has entered your livestream...]

[A viewer from Combat Initiators universe has entered your livestream...]

[A viewer from...]

The notifications kept coming in until new messages popped up.

[5th Style Sword Master is warning you to reconsider your decisions.]

[Experienced Old Knight] : Human, there's no shame in retreating. I've seen higher-level teams fall to these monsters.

[Bird Hunter] : A Level 2 squad attempting this? Brave or just stupid? Place your bets!

[Prankster of Kingdoms finds amusement in your actions] 

The messages kept coming, some urging caution, others skeptical of their chances. 

[TheIsekaiKing has donated 5 coins]

[TheIsekaiKing] : So many new viewers... Hey bird hunter, I'm lacking in gold right now... I could definitely make a bet with you.

The new viewers, seeing this comment immediately reacted.

[Experienced Old Knight] : TheIsekaiKing? You have an odd title...

[TheIsekaiKing] : Why? What's wrong with being the king of reincarnation?

[Bird Hunter] : W-what? you're the king of reincarnation?

[NLE_immortal has donated 15 coins]

[NLE_immortal greets the new viewers] 

[Bird Hunter] : Ah?! An immortal?!

[Frog Eater] : Finally, normal viewers... I've been saying the same thing! These viewers are strange!

Adam barely spared a glance at the chat, skimming past the flood of messages...

Until one username caught his attention.

'Prankster of Kingdoms...'

His fingers twitched.

That name.

He knew it... almost everyone on Earth did.

The Prankster of Kingdoms wasn't known for strength or influence.

He wasn't a top player or a legendary figure.

He was infamous for one reason...

He was the first Viewer to be killed by a Stream Hunter on Earth.

And the one who killed him was the Vessel Devourer.

No one knew who the Vessel Devourer truly was.

Not even the other Stream Hunters.

His abilities weren't recorded, and those who encountered him never spoke about it.

Or perhaps, they couldn't....

The only thing certain was that he was feared, by everyone.

Viewers, who once thought themselves untouchable, learned otherwise the day the Prankster of Kingdoms died.

It was a turning point.

Proof that Stream Hunters could kill beyond the battlefield.

That the so-called invincible spectators weren't beyond reach.

Adam didn't know much beyond that.

He was on the lower floors when it happened, far from the chaos.

But even from there, rumors of the Vessel Devourer spread.

Some said he didn't just kill the Prankster of Kingdoms and that he erased him, something no one thought possible.

Adam's gaze lingered on the name.

Prankster of Kingdoms...

A dead man was watching his stream.

Just then, another system notification came up.

[A Viewer from a very distant viewer has joined your livestream]

[Iseeyoudoyouseeme has donated 15 coins]

[Iseeyoudoyouseeme] : Hello! Can you guys see me? I'm new here! Please treat me well! ^^

The Frog Eater silently cursed.

Ah. Another fucking weird viewer...