The AI’s permissions were open to him, so it replied, “Whenever the master doesn’t want to stream or doesn’t want to deal with a call, he lets me handle it. The phone is used more often, because the person on the other end is different each time and won’t notice anything. This is the first time using it for streaming, because he said with such a large fanbase, if it’s used too often, people will notice it’s fake.”

William Bennett was impressed.

But after Chris Foster ended the stream, he went back into the game, which meant there was something he didn’t want the fans to see.

He hurriedly put down the fruit plate and followed him back into the game, messaging to ask where he was and what was going on.

Chris Foster replied: I ran into that Sealer again.

William Bennett knew about the situation between him and the Sealer, and was surprised: You ran into him again? That’s fate.

Chris Foster thought the same.

It was pretty amazing.

The first time, he searched for so long and finally managed to guess the right ID; the second time, he thought he’d succeed, but the other person blocked him; the third time, he saw the new ID and thought it wasn’t the person he was looking for, but it turned out to be him after all.

It seemed like every time he was about to give up, he’d run into this Sealer again.

Captain Foster felt that if he didn’t sign this kid to the club, even the heavens wouldn’t stand for it.

He watched as someone killed the boss, shouting “awesome” out loud, but thinking to himself: This time, I definitely won’t let you get away again!

Ethan Grant looted the corpse.

The body disappeared, leaving behind money, common materials, and Dark Nethermaster equipment on the ground, which he handed to his teammate.

Chris Foster said, “I don’t want it, big bro, you can sell it for money!”

Ethan Grant said, “Take it, I said I’d carry you.”

Chris Foster said, “I’m already really happy you’re carrying me, how can I take your gear too?”

Ethan Grant said, “I don’t like repeating myself.”

Chris Foster gave in, but took it a bit sheepishly.

If this kid found out who he was, he’d probably kill him.

He followed the other person forward and opened his messaging app.

The official Youmeng game was very comprehensive; the full-immersion version could integrate many life apps, so players could handle real-life matters in the game world, and messaging was one of them.

He messaged his assistant as he walked, telling them to handle the recent video.

—Captain Foster’s stream “pretending to be a newbie” backfires.

—Top player pretends to be a noob to mess with a random, but the other guy is a top player too.

—Captain Foster actually cheered wildly for a random player on stream?

Just thinking about the possible headlines was terrifying.

Last time, this kid probably suspected his identity. Even knowing he might be Chris Foster, he still blocked him, and did the same after switching to the official server. If he got mad and switched servers, would he ever run into him again?

Ethan Grant didn’t know about his teammate’s inner turmoil. He carried him through the second boss, which dropped another piece of Dark Nethermaster gear, and gave it to him as well.

The two of them went to the third boss and got two decent pieces of equipment—one for Dark Nethermaster, one for Warlord—but nothing for Sealer, and no rare materials dropped either.

Ethan Grant: “……”

Chris Foster: “……”

Chris Foster said, “Big bro, this is from the final boss. I don’t really get it, but it seems valuable. You should sell it.”

He really didn’t want to take any more.

Each piece was just more debt for later.

Ethan Grant said, “Take it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his arm get poked, and thought his luck wasn’t so bad after all—at least they’d finished the dungeon.

He exited the instance and said, “I have to log off. See you tomorrow.”

Chris Foster pressed, “Big bro, what time will you be online tomorrow?”

Ethan Grant said, “Eight thirty in the morning.”

Chris Foster watched him disappear and went to find William Bennett.

William Bennett looked behind him. “Where’s the Sealer?”

Chris Foster said, “Logged off.”

William Bennett said, “So early… whoa…”

Chris Foster said, “What?”

William Bennett said, “You didn’t open the channel?”

Chris Foster opened the channel, and instantly saw the top message.

[Horn] A Grain of Orange: Big news, big news, Chris Foster is on our server——!!!

Chris Foster: “……”

Chapter 10

Captain Foster overestimated his fans, but also underestimated them.

He overestimated them because after recording the stream, the fans didn’t go around sharing it everywhere or making a “top player fails” news story.

But he underestimated them because they watched the video frame by frame, then picked out other players in the background on the plaza, zoomed in and adjusted the clarity, identified the IDs, and then, using the known IDs plus the “matching class” and “level 15+” criteria, quickly locked onto him in Chenxing Yingyuan.

The world chat, after the initial flood of “demon race ears” messages, was now experiencing its second wave of spam today—this time, several times crazier.

[World] Black Basin: Is this for real?

[World] Book Soy Sauce: Damn, does this mean our server’s bounty wall can hit number one?

[World] Zuo You: !!! Good point!

[World] Arrietty: Ahhh I want to see the top player take on the bounty wall!

[World] Rabbit Not Bald Duck: What are you guys talking about? Is it the Chris Foster I know?

[World] Xiaori: Is there any other Chris Foster?