Chapter 225 - Wraith's Fame.
In a room that was lit up with a chandelier.
A yellowish hue colored the room in soothing and warm colors.
Outside the window, snowflakes were dropping down and landing softly on the snowy ground, while men and women of every age walked in the streets of the neighborhoods with happy faces.
Suddenly, the white-haired youth in the large and comfy bed twitched.
''Ahhh!'' Isaac slowly opened his eyes and instantly felt like something was wrong with his body.
''Argh!'' He grabbed his stomach and rolled in the bed in agony, ''What the hell… It feels like I have eaten till my belly was completely full!''
He grabbed his headgear and took it away.
The skinsuit that was covering his body got sucked inside the headgear.
Isaac rubbed his painful stomach and grimaced, ''Argh… What the hell… It feels like I have eaten ten cows!''
After ten minutes of rolling in the bed in agony.
The pain started easing up.
Isaac finally managed to stand up, and he quickly grabbed the headgear, stuffed it inside the black box, and hid it inside the wardrobe.
''I wonder what the time is…'' He walked all the way to his desk and grabbed his phone that was on the charger.
Once he opened the phone, he was surprised that the time was only 3 P.M, but when he saw the date, he was shocked.
''What?!'' He screamed and went to the calendar, and it showed the exact same date!
''I have been in the game for 4 hours?'' Isaac scratched his head and felt like it was unreal.
He felt relieved and understood why his stomach was aching so much.
He ate so much during 4 hours; it wouldn't be surprising if his stomach exploded!
''They have to fix that….'' Isaac stuffed his phone back into his pocket and grabbed his laptop from the desk before returning to his comfy bed.
''Ahh…'' A moan of satisfaction left his mouth as he felt like he was lying on top of marshmallows.
After sleeping on hard ground for several days, the rare sense of satisfaction struck him.
No more back pain.
Isaac used the laptop's mouse and double-clicked on the Internet browser.
The first thing he went to check out was the forums.
He didn't expect to see anything interesting, but soon his eyes almost popped out of the sockets.
On top of the forum page, he saw a post with a [Hot] tag.
[Wraith's Stream Clip!]
*Click*
*Click*
He instantly double-clicked and entered the post.
He saw a row of texts and a video clip.
Isaac started reading the text slowly, and once the person who made the post asked if Marksman's class was really weak, he understood the seriousness of his actions.
Maybe because of him, Marksman Class's reputation will have significant change, and some might buy a new VR Helmet to test it.
Isaac scrolled down and started reading the comments.
Most of the comments asked who the white-haired youth in the clip was.
Hundreds of replies were below those comments; some even sent Isaac's stream link in the comment section.
*Tap* *Tap*
Isaac started writing StreamKing's website and quickly pressed enter.
The familiar sight of the StreamKing website became visible.
He went to his account page and looked at his follower count.
His eyes widened in shock after seeing way too many numbers.
Before the forum post, he was sitting around 100 followers; now, it was over 5000!
First time in his life, he felt somewhat fearful of the fame he was receiving.
He started playing alone and never wanted to enter the spotlight, but now, no matter what he does, he will be recognized as one of the greatest Marksmen Players.
Isaac left his account page, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw Underlord's stream bustling as always.
He wanted to calm his nervous heartbeat and decided to join the stream and enjoy it for several hours before going to spend time with his family.
*Click*
Underlord's stream came visible on the screen, and Isaac, out of instinct, looked towards the chat, but the things they were talking about shocked him.
They were talking about him.
[*****: Tyrant, when will Wraith stream? I have waited for the whole day]
[*****: That's right. It felt like an eternity waiting, and in the end, he didn't even stream!]
[Tyrant: I don't know, he must have been busy today]
[*****: Is he going to stream tomorrow?]
While watching the chat, he didn't notice Underlord's face in the stream.
Underlord was walking in the busy streets and looked at his chat with annoyance.
'Wraith… Wraith… Wraith… You guys have been talking about him for the entire stream! This is my stream, so why are you focused on someone else?!' He clicked his tongue and felt annoyed like never before.
He felt like closing his stream and releasing his anger somewhere else, but he was getting good subscriptions today, and it would be a waste to end it so soon.
'Relax… Wraith can have his one day of fame, but in the end, he will be buried in the sea of hopelessness after noticing that he can't defeat top streamers like me!'
Isaac closed the Internet completely after not successfully managing to calm his nerves. Instead, it became even more chaotic.
He closed the laptop and put it away.
Isaac stood up from the bed and stopped in front of the frosty window.
A layer of snow was covering most of the window, but he could still see all the way to the city in the distance.
It was filled with bright lights while cars moved back and forth between streets.
Happy families with warm winter clothing were walking in the streets.
Some of them carried boxes containing VR Helmets, and some had gift packs.
Isaac rubbed his eyes and wondered aloud, ''Since when did I have such good eyesight?'' He had always had good eyesight, but never has he been able to see clearly the people from over a kilometer away!
''Weird…'' He shook his head and closed the curtains.