Chapter 36: Her Backing is the Military
Sophie Wexler’s livestream completely blew up. Her follower count grew at a terrifying rate every day, and the public listened to the songs on her profile on repeat.
On the Galaxy’s Entertainment Zone Top Hits chart, all of the top spots belonged to her songs.
Her talent was simply terrifying.
From the day it was discovered that Sophie Wexler’s singing could soothe spiritual power, countless people wanted to know who she really was. Besides her adoring fans, there were also many with ulterior motives.
After all, in the Galaxy, a commoner with no connections who possessed such an ability would be coveted by every major power.
Everyone wanted to possess her and put her talents to use for themselves.
Amidst all the fervor, many people began trying to dig up Sophie Wexler’s identity.
They even went so far as to threaten the officials of the Entertainment Zone, telling them to be sensible and reveal the streamer’s true identity.
The supervisor of the Entertainment Zone looked at the people threatening him, then spread his hands and chuckled. "Everyone, it’s not that I’m unwilling to tell you. It’s that I truly can’t afford to offend the people backing her."
These people were all well-known nobles on this planet. They laughed when they heard him. As long as it wasn’t someone from the Capital Planet, there were few people on this world they couldn’t afford to offend.
"The people backing her?" Someone scoffed. "She’s just a streamer. Who could possibly be behind her?"
"Don’t tell me you’re trying to hide her for your own profit. You’d better think long and hard about whether you have what it takes."
They weren’t fools; they knew this streamer was a Healer-class. Healer-class individuals were incredibly precious, usually coddled by the public. It was practically unheard of for one to become a streamer.
Weren’t the few other Healer-class streamers on their platform the same? They were in this line of work because they had no backing. And while they were adored on the platform, to true nobles, they were nothing.
They assumed the same logic applied to this streamer.
Zane Yale watched their disdainful expressions, leaned back in his chair, and smiled. "You don’t have to threaten me. I’m not afraid to tell you: she’s backed by the military."
When the news first broke that Sophie Wexler’s songs could alleviate spiritual power rampages, some of the platform’s upper management had, in fact, entertained some selfish ideas.
They had even expressed their extreme dissatisfaction when he voiced his dissent at the time.
But all those thoughts vanished after that one phone call.
The conference room had been deathly silent. Everyone understood the weight carried by the two words, "the military."
They had originally assumed Sophie Wexler was just some nobody with no connections. They never imagined she could have ties to the military.
Furthermore, the other party had explicitly stated that to ensure Sophie Wexler’s safety, her identity would be added to the classified personnel list.
This was also a warning to them: do not leak Sophie Wexler’s real identity.
Watching the faces of some of the people present turn pale, Zane Yale actually found it a little amusing.
"As for your idea of harming her for profit, I have no need for that. She’s already our contracted streamer, generating revenue for our platform. I can’t spoil her enough as it is, so why would I do anything to harm her?"
"So, you can all stop wasting your time."
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Sophie Wexler was completely unaware that, without her knowledge, a struggle to possess her had quietly begun and just as quietly ended.
Her stream was also segregated from the platform’s other broadcasts and placed under the management of a dedicated team.
And this storm brewing in the shadows had no effect whatsoever on Sophie Wexler or the netizens of the planet.
After Sophie Wexler’s stream went dark that day, she hadn’t been able to finish. So, she started a new stream the next day to make up for the previous night’s incident.
The moment she went live, countless people flooded into her stream. After the last incident, the platform’s system had clearly been upgraded. Sophie Wexler’s channel, in particular, had been made incredibly robust, able to withstand any amount of traffic without faltering.
Sophie Wexler sang a few songs as usual, and her fans filled the stream chat, calling her "Wifey."
Ever since she learned her songs could soothe spiritual power rampages, Sophie Wexler had been trying to sing as much as possible during her streams, hoping to ease the pain people suffered from them.
After singing for a long time straight, Sophie Wexler’s throat felt a bit sore, and she coughed a few times.
The chat instantly filled with messages: "Streamer, stop singing! Take a break, your throat is starting to hurt."
"Yeah, stop singing. I’m already feeling much better."
With Sophie Wexler’s current spiritual power, the soothing effect was quite noticeable on people with lower Levels. Since the general populace on this planet didn’t have high Levels, they quickly urged her to rest as soon as they felt better.
After all, they usually couldn’t even find a Healer-class for treatment. Now that they had Sophie Wexler, she seemed exceptionally precious, and they were afraid something might happen to her.
Watching the flood of messages telling her to rest, Sophie Wexler felt the corners of her lips curve up. ’Aside from the occasional troublemakers, this crowd is pretty endearing, just like my old fans.’
"Alright, I’ll take a short break."
She felt a little thirsty. After speaking, she reached for the cup beside her, only to find it was empty. Seeing this, Sophie Wexler called out.
"Tammy, can you get me a glass of water?"
Hearing Sophie Wexler’s voice, Tammy rolled in on its wheels and poured her a glass of water. The eyes on its screen blinked innocently, as if begging for praise.
Sophie Wexler felt that Tammy was becoming more and more human-like lately; it even knew how to ask for praise now. She reached out and patted its head. "You’re so good, Tammy."
Seeing this, the chat collectively erupted, crying out for the streamer to praise them too, jealous of a robot.
Sophie Wexler laughed at the sight, took a sip of water, and glanced at the chat.
There were so many people in the stream that the topic of conversation changed rapidly. Now that Sophie Wexler wasn’t singing, they had started to chat idly, and a few comments were all asking the same question.
"Why is the robot named Tammy?"
"Yeah, what does a name like ’Tammy’ even mean? It’s a strange name."
"It doesn’t sound like a normal name at all."
Sophie Wexler looked at the comments flashing across the screen, a little confused. "His name is Tammy, which I chose because of a food called ’tangyuan’. You all don’t know what tangyuan are?"
"Are we supposed to?"
Sophie Wexler never imagined that people in the Galaxy wouldn’t know what tangyuan were. Seeing the countless questions, she explained.
"Tangyuan is a type of food. They’re round, you can put fillings inside, and they have a soft, chewy texture. They’re delicious."
She had even seen the ingredients while shopping the other day and bought some to make for herself.
"Huh? What is this? It sounds delicious!"