The bewildered Sean could only gape, dumbfounded—mere minutes earlier, the National Talent Show's viewership had begun skyrocketing at a dizzying pace none foresaw. Yet in this fleeting span, the numbers had achieved the inconceivable peak of 32.12%—a mind-boggling increase of several dozen times over!Good heavens!Such an unprecedented meteoric ascent in entertainment history strained credulity, leaving Adam and Sean understandably thunderstruck by this paradoxical phenomenon.It must be understood that the large screen in front displayed the viewing ratings of Lumina City Television, not just their Tiktoc live stream views! A local TV station achieving a staggering 32.12% viewership rating - what did that signify?It meant that one-third of the entire city was watching "National Talent Show" at that very moment!And more were continuously tuning in to join the audience for their program!This was a mere local television station! Its current rating had surpassed every channel acro
Within Lumina City Television's executive office, Tyler Knight wore a wry, almost rueful smile. His fortunes had dramatically reversed - thanks to the Tiktoc and Splendid Music collaborations, his station's influence skyrocketed. Continuing on this trajectory, challenging Music Television for entertainment programming dominance seemed plausible.Yet that very success bred his current vexation. With "National Talent Show's" immense popularity, a deluge of celebrities defied their parent companies' restraints, all clamoring to appear on the program. His phone rang incessantly.Those stars who previously brushed him off now pleaded earnestly, some even willing to forgo payment to simply participate in "National Talent Show."Sponsors too inundated him with calls, offering exorbitant sums just to air a brief advertisement during the show.While tempted, Tyler dared not act unilaterally.His entire career was owed to that youth wearing a bucket hat emblazoned with a flaming wrist tattoo -
Sean muttered, "With you around, Mr. Smith, even a zero-rated TV station could soar. Hardly surprising!""Enough digression!" Evan's smile warmed. "Help me schedule meetings with Bella and Ava. Tell them Tiktoc's behind-the-scenes mastermind wishes to meet them - the one who filmed their movies and wrote their songs is finally unveiling himself!""Huh?" Sean startled, quickly regaining composure as he blinked inquiringly, "Then, Mr. Smith, shall I also arrange the lovely hosts?""..." Evan nearly slapped him again. "No need!"Five o'clock in the afternoon.Tiktoc Headquarters, Evan's expansive office.This was the predetermined time and place Evan arranged to meet Bella and Ava."Clack, clack, clack."Echoing through the vacant Tiktoc lobby were the crisp clicks of high heels as two statuesque young women strode briskly forward.One, willowy with flowing tresses framing an exquisite visage, emanated an aura of enigmatic charm. The other, slightly taller, exuded a softer warmth, her d
"Though you're terribly busy nowadays managing everything, not to mention juggling a romance with Ava while fending off other infatuated ladies, especially those insufferable TV hosts. Oh, I know! Introduce me to the mentor who imparted these incredible skills - I'll seek his tutelage myself!" "..." Bella pouted mischievously, her tongue lolling playfully as the words flowed unchecked."..." Ava gazed on, equally bemused. "..." Evan could only shake his head in resignation.The old adage proves true - two women outmatch a hundred songbirds. Especially these two emotionally charged beauties, whose rapid-fire volleys transformed Evan's office into a delightful symphony of effervescent chatter, pleasantly clamorous yet melodious.Once Bella and Ava exhausted their queries, Evan waved his hands in mild exasperation."There, I've confessed everything crucial, so trust your feminine intuition. When you suspected it was me behind endeavors like 'Wealthy Smith', the anonymous songwriter, th
Pushing through the glass doors into Splendid Music Media Company's lobby, Evan's gaze fell upon over three hundred boxes of Lay's chips surrounded by sickly, green-faced employees."Ahem."He cleared his throat pointedly, halting the fleeing Sean with a wicked grin. "And just where might you be scurrying off to, Mr. Sean?""Mr. Smith, you're here!" Sean appeared utterly dejected, clutching his abdomen. "Good morning sir. My apologies, but I'm afraid I cannot properly receive you. Consuming these Lay's has severely disrupted my digestion. In just this past hour, I've...visited the restroom six agonizing times without any...relief.""Very well, don't let me detain you. Simply direct me to the raw footage requiring my post-production efforts." Evan could scarcely stifle his laughter."Mr. Smith, speak with Department Head Black about that. No, no, he's taken ill and stayed home today due to...stomach pains. Then try Deputy Head Ferguson? Oh, but he too called out sick. Hmm, perhaps Supe
"I am grateful for Mr. Smith's guidance! Your words shall be etched into my memory!" Adam respectfully ended the call.Immediately after hanging up, Evan set his industrious right hand aside, allowing it to operate independently, while accessing the "Superpower Market" section within the Super Rich System with his consciousness.Entering the marketplace, he directly searched for "gaming"!His retinal display instantly presented an array of futuristic technological items far surpassing the current era, including "Virtual Gaming Headsets," "Simulation Gaming Warehouses," "Super Gaming Glasses," and more."Wait, aren't these headsets and gaming warehouses supposed to be matched one-to-one with specific games?" Evan's brow furrowed in puzzlement before clicking on the "Virtual Gaming Headset," suddenly enlightened by its description: "This headset is compatible with all games, allowing the wearer to physically immerse themselves within the game world. An unparalleled, fully immersive expe
Without hesitation, Evan chose "Survival Island," intending to use this game as a backdrop, infusing it with his own elements before unveiling the gaming glasses to set Elysia ablaze!"Player has selected Survival Island. Now loading game."Evan's surroundings flickered incessantly until successfully loading five seconds later. Upon completion, the digital environment transformed into Survival Island's main menu, identical to the one he had previously experienced on his computer!"Team Match!" Evan casually tapped the four-player squad mode, eager to immerse himself in the glasses' experience, even if pitted against four opponents!With a "click," the scene flashed, and he found himself instantaneously transported to a deserted island, surrounded by a steady stream of emerging players, his curiosity intensifying. Impulsively, he reached out and groped a nearby girl!"Damn, the tactile sensation is uncannily realistic, almost indistinguishable from a real person!" Evan exclaimed in ast
"Who could possibly be this formidable? It has to be hacking! Observe his movements - they bear no semblance to computer controls. An online game couldn't operate so fluidly without perceivable lag. This is undoubtedly the work of an exploit!""Perhaps not a hack. Professional players could potentially achieve such feats. I recall a player named BoInK who accomplished similar mastery. With sufficient practice, you could perform these maneuvers as well!""......"As the thread's popularity soared, had Evan disengaged from the game at that moment, he would have been astonished to discover his relentless onslaught captured and disseminated, for he had neither streamed nor recorded the session!Indeed, he had merely donned the gaming glasses, leveraging his enhanced physicality from Glamorous Square Dance and Top-level Taekwondo to execute sublime techniques and supernatural spatial awareness!However, the gaming glasses lacked recording capabilities, rendering him unable to propagate the