Although the battle between Zoe Quinn and Mira Ashborn had ended,
Aiden James' gifts had not.
The Carnivals kept flooding the screen, one after another, as if there would never be an end.
He just kept sending gifts… over and over again.
On average, one Carnival per second.
Sixty per minute.
Six hundred in ten minutes.
An hour later…
> [OneOfAll sends a Carnival to the little mermaid #3331]
[OneOfAll sends a Carnival to the little mermaid #3332]
[OneOfAll sends a Carnival to the little mermaid #3333]
At that moment, Aiden finally stopped.
Zoe Quinn sat frozen, her mind completely blank.
She had only been streaming for a few days, when had she ever seen something like this?
"Mia! Pinch me! Tell me this isn't a dream! Did someone seriously send me over three thousand Carnivals?!"
"Zoe, you're rich! Holy crap, this tycoon just dropped ten million on you!"
"Thank you, boss! Thank you, Mr. OneOfAll! You're amazing!"
During Aiden's hour-long Carnival frenzy,
Zoe's stream had exploded, drawing an audience of over 300,000 live viewers.
On the stream, that number was staggering.
Three hundred thousand live viewers here was equivalent to thirty million on DragonTooth or even three billion on Shark.
For a brand-new streamer, it was beyond belief.
> [Unreal! A rookie streamer earns over a hundred million in two days, and her stream has 300k viewers! Even celebs can't compete. Damn!]
[I'm not even here for the streamer anymore, I'm here to watch the tycoon burn money! ]
[Mr. OneOfAll, let me know next time you're spending, I'll be your number-one follower!]
[You've got good taste, boss! This girl's gorgeous, no less stunning than Mira Ashborn.]
[Followed you, Mr. OneOfAll! DM me anytime, let's grab a drink!]
Aiden glanced at his inbox.
Sure enough, countless private messages had piled up, every one showing 99+ unread.
Even several female streamers had messaged him first.
But what truly surprised him… was seeing Mira Ashborn's name among them.
The famous influencer with over 30 million followers, a goddess of the online world.
Every otaku's dream girl.
Her sweet, youthful charm could make hearts melt, and she was ranked among the top ten superstar idols on the Streaming platform.
And now… she had sent him a private message.
Aiden blinked in disbelief before opening it.
> "Hey, OneOfAll, I just followed you! How about a follow back? You've really given me a hard time out there."
He chuckled.
> "Sorry, beautiful," he replied quickly.
Almost instantly, another message popped up.
> "OneOfAll, how about we add each other on WeChat? I have something I'd love to discuss!"
> "Oh? What's that?" he asked.
> "A little business cooperation. I just started a new media company, and I'm looking for investors like you.
Lots of gorgeous influencers and up-and-coming stars, I think you'll love the vibe!"
> "Really? Sounds interesting. Send me your WeChat ID," Aiden replied casually.
He leaned back, narrowing his eyes slightly.
Adding Mira Ashborn on WeChat didn't sound like a bad idea at all.
After all, she was beautiful, ambitious, and charming.
And in his mind, she might just be the next target worth watching.
Aiden James leaned back in his chair, a sly smile curving at the corner of his lips.
Mira Ashborn wasn't just any streame, she was a gateway.
She knew dozens of top influencers and social media stars.
With a few introductions, Aiden could easily carve his name into New York's influencer scene.
He didn't even need to rely on the System's money for now.
Once he had the connections, money would start pouring in naturally.
Still, he reminded himself, low profile was key.
He couldn't afford to become too famous.
After all, according to the System, a dog's first impression score couldn't exceed 20 points.
If a girl liked him too much from the start even just slightly the system engagement couldn't be established.
Anything over 20, and she wouldn't see him as the underdog.
He'd lose his qualification immediately.
> "OneOfAll, my WeChat ID is MiraAsh."
> "Got it!"
Aiden quickly added her.
Barely twenty seconds later, she accepted.
> "Brother OneOfAll, is your age real? You're only twenty-one?" Mira messaged curiously.
> "Yeah, one more month and I'll be twenty-two," he replied.
> "Wow, didn't expect you to be that young! You give off the vibe of a big corporate CEO."
> "CEO?" Aiden smirked. "If I wanted, I could buy a company in minutes. Do you believe that?"
> "Haha, you're funny, little brother!"
Mira giggled to herself. She clearly thought he was full of it.
A company? Those were worth billions, even trillions.
Even Elon Musk wouldn't casually say something like that.
And this kid claimed he could buy one? Please.
The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became that this so-called "mystery tycoon" was just another online pretender.
Her interest cooled immediately.
She muted the chat and went back to scrolling her comments.
Meanwhile, back in the NYU dorm, Aiden's roommate Daniel pushed open the door.
"Yo, Aiden, you're back already? Thought you were out with Ivy Mae tonight."
Aiden didn't look up. "That woman's got an attitude. I told her off and left."
Daniel blinked. "You? Told her off? Come on, man. You're lucky she didn't slap you."
A snort came from the bunk beside him. Ryan, scrolling on his phone, glanced up.
"Who are you texting so hard over there?"
"Mira Ashborn."
Ryan dropped his phone. "Who?! The Mira Ashborn? The Streaming beauty?"
"Yup."
Daniel burst out laughing. "Sure. And I'm dating Taylor Swift."
Aiden didn't bother explaining. He just smiled faintly and leaned back against the wall.
Let them laugh, they'd find out soon enough.
Elsewhere across the city, Zoe Quinn sat in her cozy apartment, still dazed.
The glowing digits on her screen kept replaying in her mind, over ten million dollars in gifts.
Her hands trembled as she scrolled through her new followers list.
She'd already added OneOfAll on the platform, it was the least she could do to thank him.
But when she tapped on his profile, something strange caught her eye.
Her breath caught.
That WeChat ID…
No way.
The mysterious billionaire who had just spent ten million on her stream, was someone she already knew.
"Zoe, did you add that mysterious tycoon on WeChat yet?" her best friend Mia Osborn asked, sprawled out on the couch. "Come on, a guy who can drop ten million just for fun? That's a goldmine! If you can win him over, you'll skyrocket to stardom."
"I already have him on WeChat," Zoe murmured absently.
"What? Already?"
Zoe bit her lip. "Actually… I realized something. That account, OneOfAll, it's already in my contacts."
Mia sat up instantly. "Wait. What are you saying?"
Zoe stared at her screen, her heart racing.
"The guy who just gave me ten million…" she whispered.
"…is someone I've known for quite a while."