One contract later, I moved into the holy grail every streamer dreamed of: Yayuan Apartments.
They say it comes with a built-in traffic algorithm and is a breeding ground for internet celebrities.
The smart assistant, “Yayuan Butler,” takes care of everything, automatically editing my videos and boosting my traffic. My follower count exploded overnight.
But soon, strange things started happening:
- I kept seeing a woman’s face flash by in the mirror.
- My top-tier star roommate suddenly started bleeding from all seven orifices during a livestream. Before the ambulance even arrived, she was “back to full health,” smiling as she asked me, “How was that for a special effect?”
- My livestream started going live on its own, and the “me” on screen smiled more perfectly than I did…
I tried to escape, only to find that the System had sealed every exit “for my own good.”
The smart assistant gently informed me, “Your digital avatar synchronization progress: 15%…”
It wasn’t until I saw row after row of life-support pods in the basement, each containing a body identical to my roommate’s…
that I understood. Yayuan wasn’t a star-making factory.
It was a farm.
Our faces, lives, and traffic were all feed, with their prices clearly marked.
Now my optimization progress has reached 65%.
Before I’m completely “replaced,” I have to uncover the ultimate secret of this perfect prison…
