Chapter 91

A slight smile played on Lemira’s lips, a testament to the power of strength in overcoming doubt. The second and third matches followed swiftly. Lemira practically steamrolled her opponents, finishing each within three minutes and advancing rapidly. These matches evoked memories of her past life, a time when competition brought her pure joy.

In just a few hours, her live stream followers surged by ten thousand! The chat exploded with comments: "Holy smokes, is she some pro's alt account?" "Hall of Famers wouldn't use alts; rankings affect the leaderboard!" "I suggest you change your name to Sourlemon because you've got us all feeling bitter!"

Thaddeus watched the live stream in astonishment. "Orion, is your protégé truly talented? She's not just playing; she's dominating the beginner's area!" he exclaimed. "It's unexpected!"

Orion’s lips curled into a slight smile. "I told you she's got talent!" A hint of pride colored his tone.

After a streak of thirty wins, Lemira reached the top 100 preliminary list. She took a break, gulping down some water. "That's it for today," she thought. "The matches among the top 100 preliminaries begin tomorrow!"

The viewer count had reached an astounding 150,000, with a significant increase in followers. Lemira was genuinely surprised. Why were so many people watching?

Seeing numerous questions about her identity and success, Lemira activated her microphone. "I'm just a newbie who really enjoys this game. I've just joined and am grateful for your support. Tomorrow at 7 PM, I'll be back online for the next round of matches."

Thaddeus sent her three expensive virtual gifts. Lemira smiled. "Thank you all for your gifts. I'll try to push for a higher ranking tomorrow." With that, she ended the stream.

Lemira breathed a sigh of relief; she had been quite nervous. In her past life as Evelina, she had been very interactive with her followers, a master at winning them over. Lemira knew she couldn't replicate Evelina's versatility, so she had to rely on her skill to attract viewers.

Thaddeus entered the room, clapping. "Sweet Lemon, you're incredible! Advancing so quickly!"

Lemira felt bashful. "I figured the faster I advance, the more followers I might gain. I'm kind of short on cash, after all."

"With the number of followers you gained tonight, PixelStage will be knocking on your door for a contract soon. With your skills, even pro teams might approach you!"

Lemira remembered a contract offer from Alaric, but hadn't responded. "I haven't decided yet," she said. "For now, I'm just focusing on making money through streaming."

Thaddeus persisted. "Sweet Lemon, I've been wondering how you mastered the twelve-hit combo?"

This question again? Lemira glanced at Orion, who had asked her the same thing. Was he doubting her? She replied with a tight smile, "I adore King and am a huge fan of his, so I secretly practiced his signature move. I didn't expect to pull it off that day."

"Huh? Who did you say you adore?"

Thaddeus instinctively looked at Orion, thinking, "Bro, wait a minute, she said she adores you!"

Lemira also looked at Orion, puzzled.

Orion, leaning against the desk, said to Lemira, "It's getting late. Don't stay up too late; it's bad for your growth."

"I'll head off then."

After hours of gaming, Lemira was exhausted. Back in her room, she freshened up and lay down, pulling out her phone to browse Facebook. She saw Evelina's post: "Thanks to Alaric for boosting me to number one, breaking 100,000 followers today!"

Chapter 92