Chapter 74 Another World Channel (10) Live Stream from Another World (3)

Author's Note: I put a new character or something like this

Character Map:

"X" = Loid Orcus (protagonist) 

"(X)" = Loid Orcus (strong inner thought) 

°X° = Makina 

•X• = Soul Goddess? Aksa 

^X^ = Sebastian (AI Assistant)(New) 

>X>X> = Chat Window/Panel in the Livestream (New)

Others:

[X] = Status Board/ What written on it (New) 

--- = POV Change 

|||| = Time Skip 

(X) = Explanation 

([X]) = Sound effect

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"First, I, Loid B. Orcus, have passed away in this world."

>X> .... >

>X> ....>

>X> ....>

>X> ...>

>X> .....>

Silence. That's the only way to describe the moment.

But despite the silence, chaos simmered beneath the surface.

In the corner of the screen, where the word "views" is displayed, the numbers began to climb at an unimaginable pace.

[Views: 1,845,459]

Like a rocket launching slowly from the ground, gaining momentum, piercing the atmosphere, and soaring into space, the view count continued to skyrocket.

[Views: 2,590,982]

The numbers kept climbing, shattering each hundred-thousand milestone.

I felt myself going pale, panicking about what to do next. Makina, noticing my distress, quickly sent a lifeline—a literal shock to snap me out of it.

"Ahh!!! That freaking hurt!!!"

°Please calm down. I momentarily muted the microphone. Turn it back on once you've composed yourself.°

"Haha! Thanks, Makina. You saved me."

The shock brought me back to my senses, allowing me to regain my composure and continue with the show.

But before I could proceed, I noticed that the audience had also recovered and was spaming the chat window with questions.

>X> Is this a joke?

>X> Must be a joke, right? Who believes a multi-billionaire dies so young… or do they?

>X> Are you sick? No, I mean it—are you literally sick in the head? Because how? You're here, talking to us, and claiming you're dead? Come on, find a better joke next time.

>X> That's right, that joke isn't even good. How am I supposed to get my money if you're gone, bro? Lol, where's the cash you promised me? Lol.

>X> Yeah, we've been waiting a long time now. Lol, where's the money? Lol.

>X> Yeah, dead or alive, as long as the money's there. Lol.

>X> Hey, are you okay? Don't listen to these money-grubbers. I'm here to help. I'm a psychologist—maybe I can help with your head? Lol.

>X> Yeah, if you're sick, I'm also a doctor, a neurosurgeon at that. I can literally fix your head. Lol.

>X> Etc.

Seeing the chat window flood with these comments, I can't help but smile wryly. People think I'm either joking or out of my mind. Well, humans are creatures of logic and humor.

So, I guess it's a natural reaction. Although, being on the receiving end of it is quite a pain… and honestly, it stings a bit. Lol.

Jokes aside, it's time to move on to the second phase of the plan.

"Haha, I get it. You all think I'm either joking or I've lost my mind—that's a normal reaction. But remember, the words I carry hold the same value as the money in my bank account. So, in short, I'm not joking."

"And to prove that… Uncle?"

>ALZ Brand> Yes, Young Master.

As soon as I said the words, as my word as followed:

>ALZ Brand> International news, Link - https://www->

True to my word, the official website of ALZ Brand has posted the news of my death in that world. And within moments, not even a minute later, breaking news and emergency broadcasts flood every TV channel and news platform worldwide, confirming the reality of my death.

The news spreads over the world, waking up everyone with reality, making it undeniable. The whole world now knows that I'm not joking or crazy—my words are serious and carry the weight of undeniable truth.

"That's right, I, Loid B. Orcus, have left the world."

"I don't mean it metaphorically, rhetorically, poetically, theoretically, or in any other fancy way. I'm dead. Straight up."

…Wait, I think I've heard that before. Where is it from? Well, I can't recall exactly, but I remember it was from a badass movie. I just hope I don't get sued for plagiarism. But then again, I'm a Mimic—it's in my nature, so it might not be a problem… right?

>X>.....>

>X>....>

>X>....>

>X>…Wait, that line… isn't that from Puss in Boots?

"Yes, that's right, I'm dead. No other interpretation—just straight-up dead. Now then, any questions?"

>X>…Then how are you here?>

>X>…Yeah, how is this even possible?>

>X>…Wait, that really is from Puss in Boots—

>X>YOU'RE RIGHT, HOW THE FUC—>

°User 'X' is banned for using inappropriate language°

>X>But seriously, that's not possible. If you're dead, then who are you?>

>X>Guys, I'm telling you, it's from Puss in Boots—

>X>Etc.>

As the truth begins to sink in, people can't help but bombard me with questions. But sorry, that's not part of the second phase of the plan, so I'll skip ahead a bit and continue the show.

"I know what you're all asking, but what happened to me doesn't matter. What matters is… what does it mean for you?"

>X>?????>

>X>????????>

>X>????????????>

>X>Etc?>

With that, the chat panel goes quiet, replaced by a sea of question marks. I can practically see the confused looks on their faces.

"Haha, you guys look hilarious with question marks floating above your heads—like a bunch of quest NPCs."

With a little joke to break the tension, I move on to the third phase of the plan.

"Let me make this clear: since I'm dead, there's no one to inherit my legacy. So, I need someone… to inherit it for me."

As I say this with a smirk, the audience starts to sense that something's off. The question marks above their heads slowly morph into exclamation points as the realization dawns on them.

>X>...….!!!!>

>X>....!!!!!!!>

>X>....!!!!!!!!!>

>X>Don't tell me…!!!!!!!

>X>No way!!!!!!!!>

>X>Yeah, there's no way… Right?

>X>YES, THERE'S NO FUC—>

°User 'X' is banned for using inappropriate language°

With the audience in an uproar, my smirk reaches full power as I declare:

"That's right!!! Who wants to inherit my legacy?"

And with those words, the entire world is shaken to its core. Everyone, everywhere, is left with an exclamation mark hanging above their heads like a bunch of NPCs in a quest.

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AOT

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