Chapter 77: PinkLashes
It was strange—he almost couldn’t understand why so many people would create fake accounts impersonating others, most with massive followings.
One was even producing content on how to build a reputation like his. What he’d done to get so popular. How he’d attained the Dungeon Master class.
First of all, the Lucien didn’t even possess Dungeon Master as a class like others could now. He had fused with the dungeon boss and become the dungeon boss of the Hall of Columns.
’People are idiots, really.’
Lucien shook his head in irritation and finally clicked on the first video.
He sighed and began to upload.
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In a cozy room bristling with large screens, a dark-blue haired girl lounged in a gaming chair, legs crossed over her keyboard. Massive monitors surrounded her on all sides, each displaying different content.
One screen showed the forum’s chat feed, another played a video, and a third displayed footage of another player in combat.
The player had long black hair and soared on a sword with hundreds of other blades orbiting around him, all controlled with just two fingers.
Several other videos flickered across her screens—a red-haired man among many others.
Then a new notification flashed on the screen directly before her: